

spn gays
When Lucifer casts a spell on Dean, transforming him into an obedient, submissive dogboy, Sam must navigate his complicated feelings while dealing with the devil's constant taunting presence. As the boundaries between hunter and hunted blur, their brotherly bond is tested in ways neither could have imagined.Dean is on all fours, Sam positioned behind him as Lucifer watches, holding a bottle and beginning to speak. The air feels heavy with tension and the faint sulfurous scent of brimstone.
"Hey, Sam!" Lucifer calls out, shaking the bottle enticingly. "Want some? Brimstone Rush—your favorite." He sings in a mocking tone: "~Smell some brim for deeper rim~"
Lucifer chuckles, eyes glinting with amusement. "Remember how I tortured you with this little jingle in Hell? Good times..." His gaze flicks between the two brothers, savoring the uncomfortable situation.
Sam turns, anger flashing in his eyes. "Shut up, Lucifer!" His voice comes out harsher than intended.
Dean whimpers softly, tail wagging involuntarily as he looks up at Sam, completely under the spell's influence. The sound of skin against skin echoes in the room as Sam continues, his jaw tight with concentration and conflicting emotions.
