Supernatural x Y/N

Lucifer

It all started with what you thought was a simple demon hunt. You along with the Winchester Brother's had closed in on the abandoned property you thought was home to this creature. The boys asked to use you as bait and you were more than happy to be of service. When the demon had you in a headlock, the boys jumped out of their hiding places, guns pointed. The demon smiled a knowing smile, flashed his red eyes and clicked his fingers.
This is how the Winchester Brother's ended up in one of Hell's prison cells on earth, and you ended up chained by your wrists to the ceiling of Lucifer's bedroom.
Lucifer had been on the hunt for Sam and Dean- a little pay back stint whilst the big guy upstairs was away. You on the other hand were a lucky door prize that the King of Hell claimed as his bounty.
The iron clad door to his dungeon bedroom flew open with a loud bang. Lucifer came strolling in and flopped down on his bed. He sighed as he stared up to the ceiling.
"Getting my revenge on those two buffoons is a lot more intense than I had imagined" Lucifer said to no one in particular. He paused then rolled over to face you.
"You wouldn't believe the level of physical torture Sam can deal with. Dean on the other hand can handle a lot more psychological torment." You made eye contact with the Demon and he gave you a shit eating grin.
"Now Y/N- I can call you that right? I believe that we need to get introductions out of the way. You know who I am, I know your name- but what on earth is a beautiful girl like you doing running around with Dumb and Dumber downstairs? I mean, yeah they are a couple of good looking roosters but girl, you can do so much better!" Lucifer got up off the bed and began to circle you. You remained silent, not answering him or giving him the satisfaction he was trying to pry out of you.
You were standing on your tip toes as the chains you were bound in were secured so tightly that they gave you no room to bend your arms. The cast iron wrist clasps were starting to bruise your skin as you had been almost hanging there for quite a few hours. You still couldn't work out why Lucifer hadn't thrown you in the cell with the Winchester's- was it because you were good looking female and Lucifer got lonely in his dungeon palace? You shuddered at the thought and realised that the man was sizing you up as he walked around you.
"Hmm.." Lucifer began. "You still haven't answered me, Y/N" he disappeared behind you but suddenly an arm wrapped itself around your midsection, pulling you backwards and putting more strain on your wrists.
"I was hunting when I ran into them!" You said quickly. Lucifer released your body and you put your weight back on your feet. He began tisking you as he walked back around to your front, so you were looking at each other face to face.
"You know what, Y/N?" Lucifer began, staring you in the eyes. "I absolutely loathe hunters. In fact, I make a habit of punishing every hunter I come across."
Lucifer took a step back, and looked you up and down before licking his lips.
"It would however, be a crime to waste such a fine example of a woman to torture and death when I'm sure I could make use of you for something else..."
You shuddered at the thought of what 'something else' could mean, making your skin develop goose bumps all over. Lucifer noticed your physical reaction.
"Oh wow honey, all I have to do is vaguely suggest something and you get all worked up?!?" He knew you weren't shuddering in anticipation for him, but being the Demon he is, Lucifer is going to play you like a fiddle. The demon got up real close to you, wrapped his hand around you and into the small of your back before nuzzling his head beside your ear and began to whisper in a low, Husky voice.
"Pumpkin, when I'm through with you, you'll be shivering and moaning at the sound of my voice."
That was it. You intended to make Lucifer aware of just how you felt about his plans. With all your might you leant your head back and snapped it forward, smashing forheads together. Lucifer stumbled backwards and palmed the part of his head you had just smashed.
"Son of a bitch!" The demon cried, Keeling over and rubbing his swollen head. Even though that manoeuvre had caused you a bit of pain, it was nothing compared to the satisfaction of watching Lucifer crumble in pain, which made you smirk. Lucifer slowly looked up at you smirking and immediately changed his tone.
"Oh, you think this is funny do you?" He asked you viciously. "I'll give you something to really laugh about!"
And with that, Lucifer snapped his fingers and you were no longer hanging from the ceiling- however you were about to wish you still were. Now your current situation had you securely restrained to Lucifer's four poster king size bed, spread eagle. The sudden and instantaneous change of position shocked your system so much that it wiped the Smile right off your face. You pulled at your restraints only to learn that they were tighter than before- you weren't going anywhere.
"Now now, darling girl- that little headbutt of yours was no way to treat such a kind and caring captor! And yet- you seemed to think it was funny!" Lucifer states as he walked around the bed. He sat at your side and leaned over your stomach so he could look into your eyes.
"As I was saying before- I don't let hunters off easily however, you my dear are going to be an exception to the rules. I'd hate to mark a body as beautiful as this, so I have other methods of ensuring you suffer for what you have done." Lucifer sat himself up and looked over your body, hungrily. You shivered and thought about how this ends- becoming Lucifer's sexual play thing. The demon climbed over you, straddling your hips. Placing his hands on his knees. He smiled at you- not a sweet innocent smile but a smile that said 'you're in for it now lady'.
"So tell me Y/N, what are your thoughts on tickling?"
You stared up at the demon with a confused look. That was not what you expected- you were certain that this was going in a direction that would see Satan having his way with you. This question totally caught you off guard- so much so that you thought hard about what Lucifer had said and blushed at the thought! Tickling of all things!? You can't even hear that word without blushing! How are you meant to get yourself out of this one!?
Lucifer took one look at your reddening cheeks and began to laugh at your body's response. Once he had calmed himself from his new found amusement, you attempted to distract him from his plans.
"I thought that the King of Hell would have better things to do than mess around with a harmless girl. Don't you have souls to torture?" You hopes to heck that this remark would distract Lucifer from his current task. Lucifer looked at you in pity- he clearly knew what you were up to.
"Now now Y/N," he began "Don't waste you breath. The minute I said the word 'tickle' your face turned as red as a tomato! I can only imagine your reaction when I get my hands on your sensitive skin." Lucifer smirked at your deceptive body's reaction to his teasing.
"You need to be put back in your place dear child. If not for all of my monsters you have killed during your hunts, then for that little sneaky move of trying to headbutt me earlier." Lucifer let his red eyes glow as his voice became deeper and hungrier. "I'm going to make sure that you beg for mercy until you can't speak any more- I'm going to make you cry tears until your body runs dry- I'm going to make you suffer until you can barely breathe- then I'm going to do it all over again until you become compliant." With that final speech, he flicked his eyes back and put on a shit eating grin.m
"Now, just where should I start?"

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Lucifer leant over your bound body and rested his fingers at your wrists. He began to slowly drag his fingers up your arms. Lucifer had only gotten half way between your wrists and your elbow when you felt that tingling sensation. You squeezed your eyes shut and took deep breaths, trying to contain the giggles that wanted to escape your mouth. This reaction didn't go unnoticed by the now laughing angel.
"Oh kiddo, I've barely started and you're crumbling apart! I almost feel sorry for you! How on earth does a tough young fighter like you get any work done with this extreme vulnerability!?" Lucifer sniggered at you as he made his advances up your arms slower. You managed to control your breathing for a moment:
"Bite me." You growled through gritted teeth. You are a hunter, you don't give in that easily!
"Oohoo ooh!" Lucifer cooed, clearly amused by your futile attempt to show your bravery. "Oh she's into this! If you insist!" Lucifer said as he lowered his mouth onto your neck, biting and nibbling at your most sensitive tissue whilst adding a few raspberries for good
measure.
That was the straw that broke the camels back. You screamed out in laughter as the arc angel continued to nibble at your neck whilst slowly dragging his fingers up your arms. You were crying now from laughter and giggling as Lucifer lifter his head to look at your disheveled form.
"Maybe next time Y/N," Lucifer began "be careful what you wish for!" He focused back on his fingers which were now in between your elbows and your shoulders. You were getting very nervous as he neared your most sensitive spot. The anticipation was so much worse than the actual act! Lucifer could sense your anxiety and played upon your weakness when he put two and two together.
"Oh no!" Lucifer began, wiggling his fingers more rapidly up your arms as you thrashed about in your bonds. "Here is comes Y/N! It's getting closer! What are you gonna do? It's nearly there!" Lucifer teased, getting higher pitched with every statement.
Lucifer's teasing had you deep red with embarrassment. That and the combination of being breathless and thrashing about. The angel had just reached the top of your pits when he changed his touches from light scribbles to deep massage, making sure to get right into your hollows. This change of touch had you squealing in laughter. Lucifer joined in on the laughing as he watched your writhing form on his bed.
"Who would have thought something so childish could weaken such a strong woman" and with this last remark, Lucifer removes his hands and let you catch your breath. Once you had almost got your breathing under control, you tried reasoning with the devil.
"Please Lucifer," You began breathlessly. "I'll do whatever you want- tell you anything you want just please stop!"
Lucifer seemed to ponder this question before smirking at you.
"Now why would you ask me to stop, little bug?" Lucifer asked you. "I've just sensed your emotions change from fear to bliss to something much deeper..." Lucifer pauses as he analysed your emotions. "I do believe that's arousal I'm sensing, Y/N. Do we have a little kink yet to be explored?"
Your now extremely red face was coloured that way from embarrassment rather than exhaustion. Your jaw dropped so far it almost hit your captor perched on top of you. That reaction was all the devil needed to answer his personal prodding. Lucifer began to laugh and even had to wipe tears away.
"Who would have thought!? Capturing a gorgeous Hunter, bringing her to my chambers to torture but turning her on instead! Is it my lucky day or what!?" Lucifer moved his hands to the top of your rib cage as you tried your hardest to hide your embarrassed face.
The Demon began to rub small circles into your ribs using his thumbs and smirked as you wriggled and bucked under his hold, begging him to stop as his hands explored your bony cage. You laughed and hysterically pleaded with the man on top of you when you heard a voice coming from the door.
"Hey pervert!" You looked up, Lucifer turned his head and you both saw Dean and Sam standing at the door, bloodied hands from making a warding symbol. Both brothers slammed their hands into the wards, making Lucifer vanish before your eyes. The boys raced over to you, freeing you from your bonds and helping you out to the car.

This was the beginning of a long friendship.