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alwaysenduphere ([personal profile] alwaysenduphere) wrote2011-07-29 04:25 am

fic(let): Undeserving

LJ won't let me make an actual post longer than a few hundred words, so we'll just go with this.

title: Undeserving
pairing: demon!Dean/Castiel
rating: NC-17
warnings: torture, knifeplay, bloodplay
summary/prompt: Castiel is overpowered by Hell's forces in the attempt to rescue Dean. He's given to Dean to be tortured and punished, but even though the human part of him reels at tearing apart such a pretty angel, he can't help but get off on it. However it happens, Castiel is in love with the man that gives him pain, and Dean loves the angel who screams out in agony how much Dean deserves to be saved.
notes: 570 words. Playing around with formatting. Written for [livejournal.com profile] blindfold_spn and originally posted here.



The first words Castiel says to Dean are "I'm here to save you," even as the demons break his shoulders to strap him in place and pierce his feet to keep him on the rack.

The man he's come to rescue smiles back at him. "Fuck that," Dean responds, eyes black in an even blacker world. "You're here to amuse me."

~

His eyes are as blue as his blood is as red as his skin is white. The sentence makes no sense in Dean's head but it repeats all the same, the twisted riddle of his American flag angel. He cuts fifty stars into Castiel's back on one day, tries to get the stupid phrase out of his head. The angel doesn't scream that day but when Dean looks at Castiel's beautiful face after star forty-nine, tears stream down his cheeks and his eyes shine even bluer than ever before, his blood brighter with every drop that drips to the ashen floor, his skin even paler with every ounce of strength lost.

~

"I didn't ask to be saved."

"I didn't ask to save you. Orders are orders. You know this."

"Do you regret trying?"

"You deserved to be saved."

"Even after all that I've done down here, done to you?"

"Even after."

~

Castiel screams the most when Dean carves his name into the soft skin of Castiel's cock one day. Dean isn't ready to fuck him, not sure the act would inflict the right torture at this state in their relationship (because after all, this is a relationship now, isn't it?) but he wants Castiel to know who he belongs to, knows the angel is familiar with pain and little else, loves the way he whimpers every time Dean hurts him but still insists Dean is a creature worth saving.

It takes Dean three tries to make his name look how he wants it, the pesky curve on the "D" giving him trouble over the veins in Castiel's cock, and the knife skips once or twice so he has to start over. It's on the third try that Castiel screams, even says, "Dean, please!" even though Dean had told him not to speak, not to say a word. (Dean says it every time, the words are meaningless because Castiel is always quiet.) Dean's hand is covered in Castiel's blood when he finishes the "n" and he rubs up and down the shaft teasingly for a few moments, watching the red liquid coat Castiel's cock, watching the body stutter in equal parts pain and pleasure because of his movements. Dean is in love with every response he gets from this angel.

~

"You screamed my name."

"Yes."

"I told you not to make any noise."

"Yes."

"You knew I would punish you."

"Yes."

~

Castiel is not fond of pain, or torture, or sex, or the way the other demons tease at him and poke and prod at him in all the places Dean Winchester opens up in his body.

Castiel is fond of Dean Winchester, the demon who gives him pain and torture and sex, the demon who hisses when the other demons get to close, tells them to fuck off, reminds them all that Castiel is his and his alone. Most days Castiel doesn't mind belonging to a demon who keeps him safe and protected.

~

"Still think I deserve to be saved?"

"Always."

"Thank you."