smut // sam and colby

careful what you wish for // s.g & c.b (pt 1)

A/N: this is from my 13 days of Halloween on tumblr. sam and colby are supernatural in it, so if you don't care for that you can skip this one !

prompt: all you wanted was a boyfriend, a lover, just someone who knew how to please you right. your friend had the answer, but magic isn't something to be messed around with.

POV: third person, Y/N, she/her pronouns

trigger warning: SMUT (but no actual sex minus two sentences... it will make sense when you read), mentions of babygirl, good girl, princess, slut, whore, degrading language, demon!colby, vampire!sam, slight dubcon?, manipulation via powers, cursing, no actual solby-ness in this, sam and colby are assholes and it's hot, not the ending you want but the ending i'm giving you lol

word count: 3172

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You should have been more careful. You were always told to pay attention to what you wished for.

And how you wished for it.

All you wanted was attention, love... romance, even. Or maybe just a good fucking. You weren't quite sure.

What you knew was that you were down bad and needed something to help you through.

You asked your best friend, Jess, for help. Somehow, she always got what she wanted, and it never made sense to you. How was it she was always happy, and sporting a new lover almost every week? What was she doing that you weren't?

Magic. She informed you.

At first you thought she was fucking with you, making a mockery of your loneliness. But Jess explained this book landed on her porch one day after begging for love to come her way. The front was leather bound, with faded latin text on it spelling out 'Maledictus Amor'. A dark and rusted lock kept the book close, but since there was no key, it was kept unlocked. The whole text within was latin as well, making it hard to understand or translate. But a note inside, written in beautiful cursive, explained that all you really needed to do was believe in the book and whatever you wished for would happen.

But if you mocked or ridiculed the text, terrible things could happen to you.

She gave you the book, told you to believe and love would be sent your way within a day. That's how she met her first boyfriend... of this year.

You decided to do it together, having her over for a drunken sleepover.

"The more specific you are, the better." She stated.

You raised any eyebrow at her. "Really?"

"Seriously. I made the mistake the first time of asking for a guy with a big dick, but he didn't really know how to do anything with it," she replied. "So, the next time around I asked for a guy who knew exactly what I wanted in bed. It was fantastic."

"Okay." You nodded your head awkwardly.

"No really. Let's just say I, like... soaked my sheets." She giggled mischievously.

"Jesus, okay, damn." You scowled, "Didn't need to know that."

You opened the book to a random page, placing your hands on it gently.

You sighed, "So, what do I do?"

"Start wishing." She added, "What do you want in a guy?"

You shrugged uncomfortably, "I don't know, honestly."