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Seducing Chloe Sullivan 2/7 
10th-Dec-2009 04:22 pm
Chlam---seductive sam seduced chloe


Title: Seducing Chloe Sullivan
Sequel to:Interview With A Demon
Pairing: Chloe Sullivan/Sam Winchester
Fandoms: Smallville/Supernatural
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: Now a succubus, Chloe is confused when Amanojaku's friend Azazel wants her to 'babysit' some hunter's kid in college. Problem is her allure doesn't work on Sam, something more primal does, and she's the one being seduced.
Note: Written for my Paranoram25 150 Prompt Table. Prompt of the Day #4: Incubus/Succubus.


Amanojaku had been right about something.

Chloe had missed studying…and as she finished her assignment, she smiled and leaned back, quite proud of herself. She’d finished the homework, with time to spare, and since she was doing this gig for Azazel it meant she didn’t have to do anything for Manny.

Meant no preying on human souls.

And since she was incredibly full on Sam’s life force, she didn’t need to eat.

Which, in total, meant she could pretend to be a normal girl.

Sure, she was deluding herself, but she had no problem doing so until the next time she was hungry and needed to consume something.

Reaching for the apple on her desk, Chloe bit into it, wondering what she was going to do with the rest of her night. Usually she’d have to stay around the library spying on Sam as he studied, but she’d done that for a week now and she was bored.

One night to herself wouldn’t change anything. And Azazel didn’t need to know.

There was a knock on her door.

Frowning, wondering who in the world that could be, Chloe got up and went towards the front door of her two bedroom apartment. Azazel had first decided she’d be in the dorms, but when he realized that Sam was going to be staying in a small apartment complex off of the school grounds he’d gotten Chloe one of the apartments so she’d be close to Sam even then.

Opening the door, she raised her eyebrow at Sam Winchester. “How did you know I live here?”

“I recognized your car.” He replied, standing awkwardly in the doorway, hands shucked into his jeans’ pockets. “And Margery, the landlord’s daughter, kinda has a crush on me, so when I asked her who drove the car she spilled the beans about the new tenant who moved in the same day I did.”

He gave her a pointed look.

“What?” Chloe snorted, leaning her head against the doorframe. “I told you I’m here to babysit you. If you were living in the dorms, so would I.”

He eyed her curiously. “Who sent you to take care of me and why?”

“Client privilege, I can’t say any names.” Chloe smirked at him. “Only thing I’m going to say is that for some reason you must be special, if that person is going to so much trouble to make sure that you’re unhurt.”

If anything, Sam looked more bothered. “You see? That makes no sense.”

“Tell me about it.” She agreed with a snort.

He seemed surprised that she agreed, before looking around. “Can I come inside?”

She looked him up and down, fighting the heat pooling at the vee of her thighs again. “You already did, remember?”

Just the memory was beginning to set her on fire.

Hell…

They’d just done it some hours ago!

What in the world was wrong with her?

For a moment Sam looked confused, and then he understood and went beet red, ducking his gaze. “I—I---.”

He was…kinda…really cute…on top of being incredible in bed…or against the wall at least.

Smiling and rolling her eyes at this incredibly interesting display of innocence on his part, Chloe moved out of the way to let him in.

Sam entered the apartment, gaze still ducked, face still tinted with a blush as she closed the door and turned towards him, leaning against it in curiosity.

The young man cleared his throat and turned towards her. “You lied when you said you didn’t use your allure against me, didn’t you?”

She snorted. “Oh baby, if I had used it against you, we’d still be there.”

His eyes widened, before going a little darker as his gaze rested upon her fully in her cut off shorts and tiny, barely-there shirt. The hickeys and bite marks he’d left on her neck and shoulders were plainly visible against her creamy skin.

His gaze was going feral again, and yet not in anger as it had last time.

Chloe bit down on her bottom lip as she felt his gaze begin to devour her once more.

And her body was reacting, going wild, begging for him to help her test the strength of every wall, floor, and furniture in this apartment.

Leave the bed for last.

Danger…Danger Will Robinson…

Clearing her throat, more than a little unnerved by how her body reacted to his, Chloe pushed away from the door and walked passed him, wondering if it was her imagination or if he turned with her as she passed, taking a whiff of her scent.

“You know, I have an idea.” Chloe went to the closet and opened it, looking at the assortment of clothes she’d had her many ‘lovers’ buy her out of dedication. “Come with me to Bad JuJu and I’ll show you how it really is when a Succubus uses her powers on someone.”

There was silence.

The blonde turned towards him, surprised at the displeased expression on his face. “Don’t you want to know whether or not I’m using my allure on you? Don’t you want to know how to be able to spot it if I ever try to?”

That did it.

His eyes narrowed and he nodded.

“Good.” Chloe motioned him way with her hand. “Go get changed into something that doesn’t scream I Grew Up In A Cornfield and meet me back here in twenty minutes.”

He left, and when he returned it wasn’t that big of a change, but it was better.

Chloe was dressed by then, trying to apply makeup to the dark hickeys he’d left on her, annoyed that the cover up really wasn’t covering up. “You know, FYI, if the succubus has to go through this really irritating process of hiding her bruises, it was real.”

“Isn’t it always, real?” Sam asked, a little curious.

She smirked up at him, deciding that she’d done the best she could. “Let’s go, Big Boy.” Grabbing his hand, she dragged him out of her apartment and to her car, the ride somewhat silent until they parked and entered the night club, which was actually owned by a Vice demon---not that Sam needed to know that.

No one asked for I.D., somehow knowing what she was, and that she was with a client.

They weren’t disturbed.

Sam was visibly uncomfortable, Bad JuJu obviously not his scene.

It really wasn’t Chloe’s scene either, but in her experience as a Succubus, this was the best place to pick up customers, so she’d gotten used to it.

They sat at the bar, Sam ordering a beer, Chloe a vodka and coke. They waited until they had their drinks before Chloe twirled around on the stool so that she was facing the throng of dancers, and motioned for Sam to do the same thing.

Her eyes went to the open area where countless bodies were grinding up against each other, slaves to the music…and then to the conveniently dark seating area in the back where no one went to sit.

“Okay, anyone in general?” Chloe asked, already gathering attention of the males around her. It was that succubus essence that was both a curse and a blessing in her line of work. “Or do you want me to do someone in particular?”

“I don’t want you to do anyone.” Sam’s voice was surprisingly sharp. “I just want you to show me how I can tell when you’re using your allure on someone.”

“Okay, okay, touchy.” The succubus raised an eyebrow at him. “Same question, this time answer without being a bitch.”

He sent her a glare before taking a frustrated swig of his beer and returning his gaze to the dancers and people in front of him. “You pick.”

“Not going to complain.” Suddenly, Chloe’s green orbs turned golden in a flash of color, activating fully her demonic allure and noticing as heads turned, both male and female towards her.

She then focused it on one man in general, smirking and sipping her drink as the Adonis of the nightclub left the women he’d been talking to and came towards her, almost in a love sick manner.

“God, you’re beautiful.” He whispered, smiling besottedly at her as he reached her.

“Course I am.” She replied in a deadpanned way, not at all moved by what anyone said while under the influence of her allure. The blonde reached for him and pulled him closer to her, between her thighs. “What do you want me to do for you tonight?”

“Fuck…” He whispered, leaning towards her.

“Enough.”

Chloe’s hand rose up and blocked the Adonis’ mouth from reaching hers as she turned towards Sam. “Excuse me?”

Enough.” He spat, looking away from her and taking a swig of his beer. “I got it already. Your eyes go gold, you’re using it. Enough. Now let him go before he gets hurt.”

Chloe snorted. “I’m not going to hurt him.”

Sam mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like ‘I never said you would’, but he’d taken a swig of his beer and he’d been murmuring really low so Chloe just shrugged it off as him being moody.

She turned towards the hunk and pushed him away, using the hand still against his mouth. “Maybe next time handsome.”

Still on a high, the redhead turned and returned to the group of women whom he’d been talking to before Chloe had railed him in.

Taking in another sip of her drink Chloe turned to Sam. “So. Tell me about yourself, Sam Winchester. Maybe together we can figure out why the hell does hell want you safe.”

He gave her a sideways glance and looked her up and down before sighing, twirling his seat to face her, telling her of how, on the advent of his six month birthday his mother had been pinned to the ceiling of his nursery, right above his crib, before being cruelly eviscerated, and burnt alive.

“Oh my God.” Chloe whispered, bringing her hand to her mouth. “That’s so horrible.”

Sam looked at her in silence, head tilted slightly.

“What?” Chloe asked, feeling a little self-conscious.

“How are succubae made?” Sam surprised her by asking.

Chloe flinched, looking away and taking a long gulp of her drink, before slamming down the now empty glass and motioning the bartender for another before turning to Sam. “Well…you see…when a mommy succubus and a daddy incubus really love each other…”

He raised an eyebrow at her.

Snorting in amusement, Chloe thanked the bartender as she received the drink and took a small sip. “So, did you ever find out what did that to your mother?”

Sam looked at her silently.

She was dancing around the subject of her creation, and he knew it.

But he was gracious enough to shake his head ‘no’ to the question, and tell her about how that tragedy had opened the supernatural world to his father, who had then dedicated his whole life to hunting it, teaching Sam and his elder brother Dean to do so as well from their childhood.

Chloe could tell that Sam really hadn’t been able to talk about this with anyone, because he just couldn’t stop. He told her so many things she was sure he shouldn’t have, but he just continued to drink and talk, and the blonde decided that she’d been his shrink tonight, and would conveniently forget any extra information he might have spewed out.

Just out of professional courtesy.

Finishing her last drink, late into the night, Chloe slammed down more than enough to cover the bills and leave a generous tip, before turning to the very drunk young man.

“C’mon you.” She stood and helped him off the stool, arm going around his waist. “It’s time we get you to bed.”

He dipped his face into her hair, breathing in a whiff of her scent. “Promise?” He nipped at the shell of her ear, a lecherous chuckle reverberating out of his ear, tickling her with its sound.

Chloe’s body went on flames, but she tried to play it cool as they made their way through the dancing bodies towards the back door exit. “Oh Sammy-boy, you’d have problems handling me sober, much less skunk drunk.”

Sam stopped, surprisingly still very much in control of his body despite the copious amount of alcohol he’d had that night, hands going to Chloe’s hips and dragging her up against him, breathing into her ear with dark promise. “Believe me, I have no problem handling you.”

Chloe’s heart sped up ridiculously, her breaths getting ragged as her eyes slid closed, her body trembling.

Look up at me.” He hissed in her ear.

On command her eyes flew open and rose to meet his.

Green.” Was the word he whispered before pulling her to him and consuming her with his deliriously sweet lips.

Chloe knew she should be fighting this, especially since she seemed to lose all power when he touched her…but he was her charge---Azazel hadn’t said anything about sleeping with Sam, only making sure he was okay.

Sam maneuvered them through the throng while he kissed her, Chloe whimpering and arching into him, desperate to feel his lips, his hands, and not nearly sober enough to realize that something odd was going on with her.

Ever since she’d been turned into a succubus she’d, ironically enough, lost all of her sex drive, and yet with Sam it was as if just a whiff of his scent sent her into a hormonal overdrive. She fought with the desire to tear his shirt from him, groaning out his name as he cupped her ass and lifted her slightly, pressing her against his bulge.

Sam.”

Fuck…” He hissed, and suddenly collapsed backwards into one of the plush sofas in the very dark section in the back of the club, pulling her down on him so that she straddled him, both groaning at the feeling.

The sounds from the darkness around them proved that they weren’t the only ones enjoying this darkness.

As Sam’s hands cradled her face as they kissed, Chloe undid his belt buckle and unzipped his pants, freeing the throbbing cock, giving a gasp the same time as Sam as her hand barely could close around it.

“Sam…” Chloe whimpered, positioning it so that its head was at her already leaking entrance, her body tingling terribly from where they touched. “We really shouldn’t.”

“You’re right.” Sam’s hands trailed down her neck, down her breasts, down the span of her waist, before resting on her hips possessively. “We really shouldn’t.” And with that he pushed down on her hips while bucking up, impaling her with one desperate thrust.

“Sam!” His name was a prayer on her lips as she hung her head back, eyes closed, mouth slightly open, whimpering as he moved inside of her.

She was still sensitive after earlier, but she didn’t care, begging, grinding, bucking, meeting his thrusts for her own. It should be a little uncomfortable in this position, but Chloe couldn’t tell.

All she could feel was Sam’s fingers biting into the skin of her back, his mouth and teeth leaving more glorious marks on her shoulder, and his cock searing her inside like nothing she’d ever felt before.

She felt like at any moment she’d explode into a million pieces that could never be found again.

And yet she didn’t care.

Tell me your name…” He pleaded against her ear.

She nearly did, but for some reason she just wasn’t ready, instead grabbing his chin and forcing him to face her, claiming his lips urgently as she increased the desperateness of her bucks.

Sam groaned deep into her throat, his hands going to her hips once more, losing all thought as he lost himself in her and her in him.
Comments 
10th-Dec-2009 10:03 pm (UTC)
Whoa. *Fanning herself* That was definitely HAWT! Update soon! :D
10th-Dec-2009 10:06 pm (UTC)
*passes you electrical, handheld fan* There you go! Glad you liked :D
10th-Dec-2009 10:34 pm (UTC)
You know, I know we haven't seen Sam's perspective on this, and I'm loving the Chloe/Sam instant connection and all that, but if he doesn't phone *someone* -- Dean, Bobby, Pastor Jim, I don't care -- about this, I will be very unhappy with his foolishness.

Also, I really wanna see Chloe actively trying to hit Sam up with her powers. Actually, there's a part of me that wants to see a scene like a mechanic fixing a car, "Is it working now?" "No." "What about now?" "Maybe we need to send you to a professional to get you fixed." But I'll be happy with whatever you do.

Can't wait!
11th-Dec-2009 02:15 am (UTC)
hahahahahahaha! *wipes tear from eye*
I loved this.
And you know, you might have given me some ideas!
Thanks!
10th-Dec-2009 11:36 pm (UTC)
wow i agree with kage_no _onna that was really hot. love the chloe and sam sex a ton :D. love how she can not help herself around sam and that sam gets very jelous if any other guy comes around her. PPMS PPMS (2X)
11th-Dec-2009 02:15 am (UTC)
Will try update soon. Glad you're enjoying :D
11th-Dec-2009 12:26 am (UTC)
HOT DAMN! This is amazingly HOTTTTT!! I love a sexually agressive Chloe and Sam...nice combo...I want more, Im dying for more!!! Please give us more!
11th-Dec-2009 02:16 am (UTC)
Thank you thank you! I decided I didn't want a chlark!traumatized Chloe who went after Sam...as much as he'd going after her.
11th-Dec-2009 12:50 am (UTC)
You melted my brain with hot hot smut, thank you *grins* Can't wait to see what happens next.
11th-Dec-2009 02:17 am (UTC)
Don't melt! I need you to have a working brain so you can continue reviewing my stories!
11th-Dec-2009 01:20 am (UTC)
Sam's intensity is certainly enough to restart any demon's engine. Fun plot idea and am looking forward to finding out what happens next.
11th-Dec-2009 02:18 am (UTC)
Will try update soon...probably first chapter without sex in it---but it will be out soon...I think.
11th-Dec-2009 03:26 am (UTC)
Hot smut melted my brain....


LOVE IT.
11th-Dec-2009 03:40 am (UTC)
*fans your brain*
Glad you do!
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11th-Dec-2009 02:29 pm (UTC)
*grins* Thanks for the compliment!
11th-Dec-2009 09:47 am (UTC)
total awesomeness! It's made of awesomesauce, it's THAT good!
11th-Dec-2009 02:29 pm (UTC)
THANK YOU! :D
11th-Dec-2009 11:22 am (UTC)
I wonder what Chloe will do when she realizes which demon killed Sam's mother? And the Chlam smut was just delicious--wonderful work :)
11th-Dec-2009 02:29 pm (UTC)
VERY good question!
28th-Dec-2009 07:38 pm (UTC)
Jeeze louise. He seems quite keen on keeping Chloe in heat. I find it interesting that she lost interest in sex up until she met Sam.
28th-Dec-2009 08:59 pm (UTC)
'in heat' *laughs* I love that description of what's going on with Chloe! lolol
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