Supernatural ONESHOTS

"F-Father Samuel?" (Demon!Priest!Sam x Reader)

The church was quiet, dimmed and shadowed with sweet white candles. The tall colored glass shimmered the moonlight, inviting. The rows were empty, bibles closed, neatly stacked.

You carefully sat down in front of the alter, gazing upon the cross, with the man whom given his life you, all of the weight of sin was drowning you, you needed guidance, help. A savior.

"Father, son, and the holy spirit." You whispered, as you rested your eyes, intertwining your fingers together you bowed your head, praying for darkness to be risen and a clear way for you walk, with Jesus.

Samuel watched you as you whispered to yourself, praying. Sam carefully stepped out of the bleak shadows, closes enough to calmly say, "Ah, my child. You come seeking guidance?"

You nearly jumped, opening your startled and hollow eyes to see Father Samuel. "Father," You blushed, "I didn't think you were here. And yes, I came for guidance."

Samuel smiled slightly, standing in front of you, he placed a hand on your small shoulder. "For what are you trying to guide, my child?"

You looked into Father Samuel's stone cold hazel eyes, feeling a shiver creep upon you. You cleared your throat, "I-I come to seek guidance, from my sins. Father."

Samuel almost chuckled, "Tell me, what sins have you committed?", Samuel kneel in front of you, still a towering giant. "My child, you shall not be judged."

You took a shaky breath, feeling a sense of uneasiness drape over you, like a thick blanket, as you stared into Father Samuel's eyes. His stone cold eyes.

"I-I have stolen, Father. Lied, about Father." You felt so guilty, so dirty. Ashamed, to be alive. "Please, Father Samuel. I truly feel wrong, disgusted with myself, Father Samuel can I ever be forgiven?"

"Oh, my dear child, there is no sin God can't forgive," Samuel whispered, a small smile graced his lips, his dimples poking out slightly. "Even if you are not ashamed."

Your eyebrows knotted together, "I'm sorry Father Samuel, you've lost me on the last part."

Samuel leaned in, your veins were pulsing, clearly embarrassed, your sweet blood intoxicating his nostrils. You look so delicate, so fragile, sovulnerable. "My dear child, do not fret. For I will take care you."

"F-Father Samuel?" Your breathing was shallow, the uneasiness was strangling you. "W-What are you d-doing?"

Samuel smiled, wickedly before whispering in your ear, "I shall free you, my little dove."

Oh God. These inappropriate images began to corrupt your mind, making you feel dizzy. Father Samuel was always a well groomed man, a attractive man. An honest, kind-soul, a good listener. But now- right now, he's sinful.

"F-Father Samuel..." Intensely watching Father Samuel, you felt his slender hand wrap around your throat. "I-I.."

"Hush, my little dove," Samuel's eyes turned inky black and the candles around you flickered, then nothing. Darkness. "And tell me how you adore your Father."

Grinning from ear to ear, Samuel squeezed your throat, pressing his sinful and delicious lips against yours. Samuel nearly moaned from the pleasure of crushing your windpipe, so delicately.

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(Eh, not the BEST BUUUT, it's Demon!Sammy so... xD anyway, enjoy loves)