《~Sugar Daddy~》 Crowley X Reader

Prologue

There he was, waiting for you beside your car. Yet again, with a bag of gifts.

"Y/n." He smiled as you walked to him. You just sighed, with a little smile. "How many times do I have to say it?"

"Yes, yes, I know. 'Don't wait by the car, stay at the meeting place or we might be caught blah blah blah.." he said with that accent you love. You laughed a little, giving him a hug and a lustful kiss.

Wait.

Your dating The King Of Hell?! Well, I wouldn't say 'dating'. He was your sugar daddy. How did it start? Weellllll...

~Flashback~

"Good job today, sis." Dean smiled, giving you a pat on the back.

You had just gotten home from a very difficult, but successful, hunt. It was demons, about seven to be exact. And my god, were they strong. And..different.

You winced as he patted your back. He didn't notice though. "Yea, you basically saved our asses." Sam chuckled lightly. "Yep," you said popping the 'P', "Again, too" you sighed as you remembered all the times you saved them.

Y'all ate and talked before you let a long, fake, yawn slip. "Welp I'm tired, night guys." You gave them both hugs and kisses on the foreheads before heading to your room.

As you shut and locked the door, you let out a painful groan. You lifted up your shirt, above your breast, to see a weird burn mark.

During the hunt, you had gotten burned by a demon. Now, like I said, these demons were different form others. When they'd touched you after saying something in Latin, a odd burn mark would show. Now, thankfully, and un-thankfully, you weren't in the same room as the boys at the time.

But hiding the pain was a fucking BITCH. Every time you'd laugh, or moved it'd hurt. That's why you faked a yawn.

"Well, what a view to walk in on." you heard a Scottish accent whistle. You growled, knowing fully who it was.

"Crowley." You said putting your shirt down.

"Y/n." He winked.

"How the hell'd you get in?!" You yelled, not too loud because you really didn't want to deal with your brothers.

"Your window." He pointed behind him, making you sigh. "What in the hell do you want?" You hissed. He only smirked, walking towards you. You backed up, only ending up being trapped against the door.

"I can make that," he pointed to where your burn was, "go away." You only sighed. Pushing him away, wincing as you did because of the pain, you walked towards your bed.

Only ending up tripping over air. "Fuck!" You groaned. "What your step, and mouth." He scolded you, shaking his head.

"I forgot to mention, that demon the put the burn mark there, put a little 'curse' as well." He chuckled. Before you could say anything, a knock on your door made him shush you.

"Y/n, we heard a thud. Are you ok?" Sam asked, trying to turn the knob, but failing because you had locked it.

"Y-yea! Just tripped." You faked a little laugh. "Alright, and get some sleep, ok?" He said, and you have a little 'Yea', listening as his footsteps faded.

You and Crowley gave a small sigh.

"Fix this." You demanded. He smirked, yet again. "Well-" he started, only bring cut off by you, "I'm not giving you my soul. Something else maybe." You got up and sat on your bed. His eyes locked with yours.

"I have something perfect in mind." He smiled devilishly.

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~End of Flashback~

He had asked to take your virginity, with consent, and that he'd be aloud to give you gifts and have sex with you. Basically asking to be your sugar daddy.

"Well, let's go to Paris. Shall we?" He smirked. You smiled and gave him a peck on the lips before nodding.