[For Bo] A Succubus and a Demon-spawn Walk Into a Room...

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They crossed the small stretch of parking lot without talking, which suited Sam. It was taking all of his mental capacity to remember: 115 was occupied by the manacled blonde, 114 had double four-poster beds, 113 didn't exist, 112 was Kitty, 111 had double beds, 110... 110 had been Henry's room. Part of him wanted to resist, but it was a small part as the rest was currently insisting on naked, now.

He glanced over to see that even though he had a good few inches on her, Bo (and her long, toned legs) had no trouble keeping up with him. It wasn't like him, coming on to a chick he'd known for five minutes, but something about her screamed yes before he'd even thought to consider the question. He might, a little, understand why Dean preferred one-night stands or casual hook-ups. No pretenses, no obligations, no guilt.

Not much guilt. He was still Sam.

That thought carried him to the door of 110. Technically, it should be locked, but Sam had a skeleton key for exorcising or otherwise dealing with ghosts, so he put his hand on the door, slid the card in, and as it swung open, he reached for the woman behind him.

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Had she been able to read minds, she'd have said something about the usefulness of four-poster beds even though the state she was in there'd be no time given to let herself or him be tied up.

The instance the door was opened and Sam reached for her, Bo let go whatever she was holding back. Her hands rushed skillfully to his body, starting from his neck and working their way down his very nicely defined chest - Bo wanted to see what was hidden under that shirt of his.

Her body pressed up against his, her mouth finding his without much guidance in a deep, hungry kiss of want. Each time a part of her skin would touch his, Bo's body would send out a wave of desire and need.

Bo's fingers found the hem of Sam's shirt and began to tug upwards.

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Lucky or unlucky, depending on how she wanted to look at it, Sam felt the waves of desire rolling off her and he knew magic and monsters too well not to know what was happening.

"It's cool. The magic," in a voice raw with hunger. "Not trying to kill me, right?" Because in about twenty more seconds, he wasn't going to care.

Hell, he already didn't care that much, and when he stepped back it was only to pull his shirt off over his head. Then while he was waiting for a confirmation, he hiked her up, legs around his hips, and spun her back against the door.

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Her mind registered faint surprise. Had she not been otherwise preoccupied she'd have been far more fascinated as to how he knew she wasn't quite normal. That would be a question for later. Much, much later. Right now Sam's half naked body was much more interesting.

She let out an exhale as her back pressed against the door and her hands greedily explored his newly exposed skin. "Definitely not" She breathed as she shifted her hips the small amount that she could to rub against him. Bo kissed him hungrily again, wanting to add more but a small moan escaped her lips instead.

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He believed her. Or maybe he had a death wish. Either way, before the words made it out of her mouth, he'd taken it with his again and kissed her almost savagely. The hand that cradled her head away from the door dug into the thick mass of her dark hair, while the other explored the curve of her hip and the taut muscle of her ass.

When they came up for breath this time, he pulled his mostly useless wallet out of his back pocket and threw it backward, hitting the bed without pulling away from Bo. "I was attracted to you before," he told her, although before had only been a few minutes. It seemed important to let her know, it wasn't just whatever it was that she did that turned him on.

Instead of elaborating -- he was breathing too hard for it, he lowered his mouth to her neck and sucked hot, biting kisses up to her pulse.

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She lifted her chin up slightly to give him better access to her neck as her fingers racked across his back. Every part of her was on fire right now as her eyes turned a vibrant blue for a split second before they closed from the way he was kissing her. She purred, eyes opening back to normal.

"I don't do this with just anyone either" Bo's voice struggled against her breathing. One hand veered from his back to the back of his hair while the other memorized the muscles along his shoulders. Sam was fantastic to touch.

Bo pressed off against the door with enough force to send them both backwards. The bed, couch, dresser - she hadn't been aiming anywhere specific.

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Good to know, he thought, but had no breath to say before she shoved them back away from the door. They collided with a wall, force enough to drive a grunt from him.

At the sudden friction, he made a sound low in his throat like a growl and his fingers tightened on her hip and the back of her neck. His hips rolled to grind their bodies together, no finesse, just mindless need.

It let up enough for him to draw in a shaky breath, find her mouth again, and free one hand to pull her leather jacket off. Except that when his hand slipped inside it, her breast was high and tight and hot in his hand. Then his thumb found and rolled over the nipple instead, 'plans' derailed by the need of the moment.

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Naked. That's what Bo wanted to be right now and when he moved to take off her jacket, her shoulders lowered a bit to help shrug it off only to tense again when his hand decided to get distracted.

She inhaled sharply a she pressed herself against his expert hand encouragingly. Then a purring moan escaped as she nipped his bottom lip and it was her turn to explore him with her mouth. Hot kisses up his jaw line to his ear then she nipped at his lobe then down his throat.

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Her mouth on his neck pulled a hot groan from him, the response only partially triggered by visceral memories of Rebekah's bite. Again his fingers tightened on her hip, and the one that had raised her nipple to a tight peak stuttered as his own hips jerked in reaction.

Aware they wouldn't get any more naked this way, Sam lifted her off his hips and set her down. Before either of them could protest the lack of contact, both his hands slid under her shirt and pushed it up, hoping to take the jacket with it.

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Bo was an expert on getting naked quickly so she moved her arms and shoulders in a way that would help both articles of clothes get off. As Sam would have already figured out, Bo hadn't been wearing a bra - a perk of a succubus was the lack of need of one, though sometimes they were fun to match and tease.

Once she was free of her top garments, Bo's hands went right for Sam's waist. She pressed up against him, taking his mouth back into a deep kiss while her hands worked on getting his pants undone.

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The lack of a bra with her breasts was a surprise, but a nice one. Ordinarily, he'd get out of his jeans himself, but he couldn't resist her. His hands went directly to her breasts, cupping them and learning their weight, thumbing across the nipples that his mouth wanted to taste.

As soon as she opened his fly and started pushing at his jeans, Sam forced his hands away from her breasts to pick her up again and carry her over to the bed. While stepping out of his shoes, he dumped her onto it, then he shoved his jeans off to the ground with his boxers and went after her pants.

He was blindingly hard, but he wanted to taste her more than anything. Wanted to make her feel good and forget the disorientation of arriving here.

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Bo's body felt like it was on fire as her body hit the bed. Kicking her heels off, she watched him appreciatively as his pants came out and licked her lips without thought when he was naked. She hadn't realized it at the time but this was exactly what she needed.

Her hips lifted up to help Sam get her pants off along with a black lacy thong. Already she was breathing was heavy as she lay there naked in front of a very impressive man.

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As he tossed the clothes to the ground, Sam clawed back his arousal enough to just look at the woman on the bed waiting for him. His breath hissed out low and appreciative. "Goddamn, you're beautiful."

And he knew, looking at her, that anything he wanted, she would be up for, but what he wanted...

Sam dropped to his knees in front of the bed, hauled her legs up over his shoulders, and pressed his lips to his inner thigh.

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Bo sucked in a breath of anticipation as he moved her down on the bed and her legs rested on his shoulders.

When his lips touched her thigh, she practically purred. Her hand trailed up sensually over her stomach toward her breasts because damn did it feel good, but she also wanted to give Sam a bit of a show should he glance up from his endeavour. Assuming he could as every human reacted to Bo's taste differently.

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With his lips this close to her, he thought he finally knew what the ancients meant when they wrote about ambrosia. He inhaled deeply and then groaned softly, his breath brushing against her labia.

Restraint eroding, Sam buried his face between her thighs and gave into the urge he'd had since he first kissed her. Recalling in the last instant something Jess had told him, he held off just long enough to part her labia with the tip of his tongue before putting to use everything else he'd ever learned about giving a woman pleasure.

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The moment his tongue made contact, every fiber of Bo's being felt as though it were on fire. Her hips pushed up against his talented mouth as a long, guttural moan pressed passed her lips. The bed sheets bunched in her hand as her eyes turned a sharp sapphire blue. "God that's amazing" Bo managed to push the words out of her lips breathlessly before there was another more throaty sound.

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Sam slid his hands beneath her hips and lifted them to his face, then he licked into her, as deep as he could press his tongue. She felt amazing on his lips and tongue, soft, wet, and slick. He always enjoyed going down on a woman, but never this much. Never so much he had to recite historical dates to keep from coming himself.

It was even worse when he replaced his tongue with his fingers, sliding two into her and curling them to hit her right where she needed it. Then it was all he could do not to pick her up, toss her over, and take her right then.

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Bo needed this more than she realized and welcomed the distraction so much that when Sam introduced his fingers she felt her entire body cascade with a rippling orgasm. She shouted, body tensing and shaking against his touch.

It only served to encourage Bo further as she sat up and pulled at Sam to kiss him deeply, wanting to feed a little off of his chi this time as she did so which Lauren once described as a warm almost-orgasm.

"I need you. Right now."

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Her kiss rippled through him, a gentle tug of what he assumed was magic that stroked him in places her hands and mouth couldn't. "Damn," he murmured against her mouth as he got up from the ground by the bed. His knees literally shook with the aftermath of whatever that was.

Both hands on her hips, his cock throbbing, he managed to ask, "Face down okay?" because rough and sweaty was good, really good, but only when everyone was on the same page. God, he really hoped she was on the same page.

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Sam tasted more intense than a regular human. There was power there and if she hadn't been so distracted with sex she'd have asked him right there. It was filed away quickly though she moaned as she tasted him - whatever he was or had offered an added kick that made everything ten times better.

At his question, Bo's lips formed a sultry smirk. Sam would no doubt find out at some point Bo enjoyed every single position one could think of. "Thought you'd never ask." She breathed. Bo would have turned, but she decided to let him manhandle her because he had nice hands and it always added to the fun.

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Sam flashed her a grin gone dark with lust, lifted her hips and flipped her as easily as if she were a rag doll. And then before she could say anything, he was on the bed, tugging her onto her knees with an arm beneath her belly, so he could lean over her and bite at the back of her neck.

While he nipped to keep her attention, and his aching cock rubbed in the crack of her ass, he one-handed his wallet and pulled out a condom. How he managed it, he'd never after be able to figure out, but he did, opened it, and slipped his other hand down to tease her clit while he put it on.

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Bo purred when she felt the nip against her skin, the feeling familiar and welcomed and sent liquid fire through her body. Her eyes a permanent sapphire blue now, she needed him and she appreciated his ability to move fast while still being attentive.

Her hips pressed back, shifting to rub against Sam's cock which felt amazing. Though she was on her knees, Bo was far from a passive partner.

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As soon as he'd rolled the condom up his dick, he used the same hand to guide himself into her wet heat. If he was careful in aligning their bodies, it didn't carry over to timidity or gentleness in how her took her. He couldn't have been either, even if he wanted to, with how she'd worked him up.

How much was her and how much was the magic he might wonder later, but for now, he was caught up in it, in the feel of her sheathing him, the heat of her skin against his chest, her shoulder between his teeth. With a low groan, he slid almost out of her and then drove back in, relying on depth and power instead of speed to bring her along with him.

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Each time he pushed in against her, Bo let out a hot and heavy sigh. Every fiber of her being was on fire as she let Sam take the lead. Her fingers curled into the bedding, bunching the fabric tightly as she arched her back a little to give him the best angle. Occasionally Bo would purposefully tighten her muscles around his cock sending another pleasurable ripple up her spine.

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Jesusfuck. The woman was going to kill him with how responsive she was, and how strong. She took everything he gave her and then pushed back for more. And he intuitively trusted her to balance them so that he could cup one hand over her, fingers split to spread her labia so that the root of his cock ground against her clit with every thrust.

Between the ripple of her clenching around him as he drove into her and his fingers giving extra friction as he pulled out, even as slow and hard as he was fucking her, he couldn't hold out long. Pretty soon, need took over and finesse fled in a flurry of taking as much as he could as fast and hard as he could, his grunts and the slap of wet flesh only adding to the pure, primal need.

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Her breathing had turned into more pants and she could feel Sam getting close which only made her get closer, too. He knew his way around a woman's body and that Bo could definitely appreciate.

It hit her suddenly which surprised her a bit, but she was focusing so much on how she hadn't felt this good in a long while it caught her off guard. Bo let out a loud gasp as an orgasm rippled through her body and she came against him, hard.

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Her orgasm hit and took him with her, and he plowed over the edge huffing and blowing like freight train or a marathon runner--his hips locked and body freezing, poised over her as he pulsed out.

Careful not to crush her beneath him, he dropped to his side, but didn't pull out of her. Instead, he pulled her back against him, breathed hot and heavy against her neck, kissing between panting breaths, and kept on stroking her clit without missing a beat.

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She felt the rush of energy inside her, eyes glowing a little bit as she fed on Sam's chi. Again she was reminded that he was definitely not an ordinary human as it was much more potent.

When he pulled her against him and continued, she let out a surprised and appreciative moan - her stamina one that most people couldn't quite keep up with. His fingers were sending a flurry of delicious vibrations up her body and she wriggled her hips against him as she too was trying to catch her breath.

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Her moan drew a feral grin from Sam, even if he was too out of breath to maintain it, and even he was going to need some refraction time. But there was nothing wrong with his hands, so he set one to cupping her breast and rolling the nipple between thumb and forefinger, while the other kept right on working her clit.

"Say when," he rasped out against her neck. Jess had gotten too sensitive to continue really fast. He didn't figure Bo was the same, but the last thing he wanted to do was make her too sore to fuck again later.

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Bo's body didn't work like an average woman's, but she also knew that most everyone else got tired after a while. Sam's hands, however, felt wonderful against her body and she closed her eyes, letting him take her over the edge for a third time. Her body shook against his strong arms and then came to settle again. As her eyes opened, they were back to her normal brown.

"God that was good" She breathed out quietly.

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"God yeah," Sam agreed, stroking her gently while she came down. When she'd finally stopped shaking, he pulled out and quickly tied off the condom, setting it where he wouldn't forget to throw it away.

Then he rolled to his back and invited her to settle against him. Just because it was casual didn't mean it had to be sterile and lacking affection.

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Bo curled up against him, body contact bringing her enjoyment more than an average person. Head against his chest, she thought about what she should say.

A moment or two and she lifted her head to look at him. "I guess I should explain what I am to you"

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"Probably," Sam agreed, but he didn't sound particularly bothered by it. His hand stroked slowly over her back and hip, eventually settling into her hair. "But it's not going to change anything."

He couldn't help thinking how much easier things would've been with Caroline if he'd taken this approach with her. She didn't really seem like the type though.

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There was a moment in which Bo considered leaving it at that, but if this was going to happen more than once - and she was hoping it would for a variety of reasons - then she wanted him to know. Despite her mother's feelings on the subject, consent and acceptance made this a whole lot better. Plus Bo wanted to know what Sam really was.

"It might." Bo's fingers lightly traced random lines on his chest absentmindedly. Even though she was aware it might change things, she still needed to be honest.

"I'm not exactly human. And it wasn't magic either. I'm a succubus."

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It won't, Sam started to say when she didn't continue right away. But then she did, so he went quiet and listened.

He stilled when she said succubus, but he didn't tense. After all, if she was the kind of succubus that was looking to kill him, she wouldn't be telling him. So after a moment to adjust to the thought, he stroked her hair again soothingly.

"The last girl I dated was a vampire," he said after a minute. "Like I said, as long as you're not trying to hurt me or anyone else, it's fine."

Somewhere in the multiverse, his brother was calling him an idiot at the top of his lungs. Sam honestly didn't give a good goddamn.

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His reaction almost reminded her of Kenzi's and it caused a smile to spread over her lips. A bit of a weight seem lifted off her shoulders at that moment.

"I need to feed, but I know how to do it safely." She figured he would make the connection that she had with their current encounter. "But I don't hurt humans. Back home the only things I hurt were bad Fae causing trouble and doing bad things."

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"So did she," Sam said and added, "Need to feed. That's how we met actually." What did it say about him, he wondered, that he'd found Bo, who also needed to feed, completely by accident and he was feeding Caroline, too?

Shut up, Dean.

The 'Fae' caught his attention though. "In my world, Fae was pretty much synonymous with 'bad', or at least 'bad news'. I'm guessing it's different in yours. Seelie and Unseelie?" Because of course Sam knew his mythologies.

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Bo, not being one for mythology unless it suited whatever thing she was trying to stop or capture wasn't sure what Sam was talking about. "There's light and dark Fae. You're supposed to choose when you come of age." Her tone implying perhaps she didn't like picking sides.

"There are a lot of Fae who just want to live peacefully. And then just like humans there are jerks who like to cause trouble." And who enjoyed it which bothered Bo more when she thought about it.

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Sam tipped his head down to see her expression when she said what she did. "Supposed to. Should I take that to mean that you didn't?" Or that she hadn't come of age yet, but he really hoped that wasn't the case, unless Fae didn't come of age until they were...a lot older than he didn't want to think about her being.

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She gave him a bit of a mischievous look alongside a head tilt. "I was never good with just picking one team." Another double entendre and she smiled at him.

There was a pause as she considered her next question. "What about you?"

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Sam thought he caught an innuendo there, and told himself not to think about Bo in bed with a woman. Or in bed with him and a woman. But then again, why not? It wasn't like she was going to mind.

Still, her question caught him off guard and his eyebrows bunched together. "You can tell?" Most people couldn't.

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Bo's expression held no judgement, though definitely some curiosity. "I've fed from both human and Fae and you were sort of like a cocktail." His chi had a nice kick to it.

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"Demon blood," Sam said with only the slightest trace of bitterness in him, the slight kick to his heart rate already slowing. "A demon wanted someone to lead them out of hell. It's a long story, but the upshot is that I'm monster. Mostly human, but not human enough."

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Her head tilted a bit at the way he described himself and didn't hesitate to return with, "Your blood isn't what makes someone a monster." Bo had to believe that more than anyone. "Your actions do."

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Sam half-smiled down at her. "That's what I told my vampire girlfriend. Although it was my blood not making her a monster." And Caroline had said as much to him, too, but he didn't want to allude to there being a vampire present. It wasn't his secret to tell.

"And I agree." He tried, gently, to smooth out some of the snarls he'd put in her hair. "But my family--some of my family," he amended, thinking of Henry and what he'd been intended to be. "Are hunters. We kill supernatural things. When we and the rest of the hunters found out about me..." Sam shrugged. "It hasn't been a warm welcome. My dad told my brother to kill me before he let me turn into a monster."

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She frowned a little. "Family... is so complicated." Bo paused for a moment "My own mother tried to kill me, so, I guess we're a lot alike."

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"Mine mostly tried not to," Sam pointed out, out of a sense of loyalty. "But knowing Dean was supposed to kind of makes that moot."

He drew his fingers down her arm to her elbow. "Why'd your mom want you dead?"

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"She wanted to kill a lot of people and take over things and I tried to stop her so she decided I needed to be out of the picture." Bo remembered holding onto her mother who was trying to pull her down with her. It was only when Trick intervened that her personality changed and she seemed to care.

"So I have to believe it's more than what's in our blood or I'm going to be a crazy evil psycho."

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Sam, being Sam, took the moment to flip Bo to her back and come up over her again. Although this time, it was to look her in the eyes before he kissed her.

"You're not a monster or a crazy evil psycho. I'd know."

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Her expression alongside her slight smile conveyed that she took his words to heart. Bo's arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed him again. "I think I might need some more convincing" Though by her voice it was clear that he had already managed to make her feel better and she had other things to focus on.