Title: Seducing Chloe Sullivan
Sequel to:Interview With A Demon
Pairing: Chloe Sullivan/Sam Winchester
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
Waking up sore and yet bonelessly satisfied, it took Chloe a couple of minutes to remember where she was and how she’d gotten there. The bed next to her was cold and empty, and she tried not to feel bad about that.
There was no reason to feel bad.
Sitting up, she stretched and yawned, rubbing her fist against her eyes to try and dispel her sleepiness.
She hadn’t really paid much attention to the apartment by the time Sam and her had managed to stumble inside, still caught up and desperate for each other. But now as she looked around, the succubus couldn’t help but feel that the place was kinda bare, especially of emotions.
Something on the pillow next to her caught her eye.
It was a note, held down by a paperweight.
Curious, she reached for it.Had to go to my classes. There’s a spare key on the table. See you when I get back
She looked at the paper in surprise, telling herself it was stupid to feel relieved that this wasn’t a ‘sneak out to avoid an uncomfortable morning after’.
The apartment’s phone began to ring.
Since it wasn’t her apartment, Chloe didn’t pay it any mind, getting out of the bed and trying to figure out where her clothes were. She remembered them being torn off of her and flung somewhere before they’d fallen into bed together.
The phone stopped ringing.
There was no sign of them.
The phone started ringing again.
Maybe they’d fallen under something?
Looking under the bed, Chloe frowned when all she found were shoes.
None of them hers.
The phone stopped ringing.
Maybe they were under the sofa.
Making her way out of the bedroom into the small living room, eyes sharp, Chloe circled the sofa.
No clothes or shoes in sight.Where the hell?
The phone rang again.
Annoyed out of her mind with the situation, and with the incessant ringing, Chloe stormed towards the phone and jerked the receiver from the handle and to her ear. “Sam Winchester’s apartment.”
“Baby, finally.” The voice on the other end was annoyed. “I was wondering when you were going to answer!”
“Manny?” Chloe blinked in surprise. “How did you--?”
“Never mind that, love.” Amanojaku announced, cutting her off. “So, I heard from sources at Bad JuJu that you’ve gotten close to the kid you were complaining about having to babysit.”
Groaning, Chloe collapsed on the sofa. “Am I in trouble?”
He chuckled. “I don’t think so.” The demon sounded amused. “So, does he know what you are or did you just use your allure? Because from what I heard that was some masterful work you pulled on him.”
Chloe covered her eyes with her hand, leaning her head back against the back of the sofa. “Yes, he knows what I am, and no, I didn’t use my allure on him.” She took in a deep breath, sitting forwards. “Manny, my allure doesn’t work on him. Hell. It doesn’t even activate
“Excuse me?” All amusement was out of his tone immediately. “What do you mean?”
“I mean,” Chloe stressed. “That whenever he touches me its like I’m just a normal human girl. I can’t even throw out a simple pheromone
“Manny, I’m not lying. Believe me. I’m kind of freaked.” Chloe moved to get up but then decided against it, remaining on the sofa. “This has never happened to me before.”
“This has never happened before, period.” Manny sounded very disturbed. “It has to be something about that boy.”
“Yeah.” Chloe stood, beginning to pace up and down in front of the sofa, not at all uneasy with her unclothed state. “If your good friend is as big a fish in our pond as you want me to believe, then the fact that he has demons
taking care of this human boy must mean something is special about him, right?”
“Yes.” Amanojaku agreed.
“Do you have any idea what it is?” Chloe asked, running her fingers through her hair. “I mean, Manny, it’s like I’m powerless when I’m around him, but he has all the power over me! It’s like he steals my power and uses it against me!”
There was silence.
“Manny?” Chloe frowned. “Hello? Are you still there?”
“Yeah.” The demon’s voice was odd. “Is there anything else you can tell me about this boy? Chloe, I value Azazel’s good will, and I wouldn’t want to piss him off, but I don’t want my number one girl in danger either.”
“I don’t think I’m in danger. Unless death by multiple orgasm is an option.” Chloe replied, continuing her search for the missing clothes and shoes, taking the cordless phone with her. “But there’s just something about him, Manny. I can’t explain it. He’s just---different. Special. I don’t know any other way of explaining it.”
“Are you sure it’s not just that you’re attracted to him?”
“I’m attracted to him, I’m not denying it, but its more than that.” Chloe gave a little squeal when she found one of her heels---on top of one of the lamps. Her other one was partially behind the little table the lamp was resting on. “There’s something else…do you know of any demon or monster or anyone you might play bridge with whose modus operandi is evisceration and incineration?”
There was silence.
Chloe straightened. “You do!”
“Does this have to do with your new boytoy?” Manny’s voice was odd.
“Not my ‘boytoy’, but yeah.”
“Did this happen to a parent? A mother?”
Chloe’s eyes widened. “You do know who did it!”
“Chloe, drop it.” Amanojaku’s voice was cold and harsh, so unlike the Japanese demon’s. “Get out of that boy’s home, and get away, drive far away, go see a movie, something. Wait until I get back into contact with you. Don’t go near him until then.”
And with that he hung up on her.
Chloe looked at the phone.That can’t be good.
Frowning, looking around the house, still not sure where her clothes were, Chloe grabbed her heels and went to the bathroom, wrapping a towel around her and going to the door, locking it from the inside and pulling it shut loudly.
A couple of people looked at her oddly as she walked down the hall in a towel, but she ignored them, holding her heels to her chest as she walked the hallway down to her apartment and reached for the spare key she kept hidden up on the top of the doorframe.
Inside she bathed, changed into some clothes, and was gone.
In the end she spent the day shopping with the black card she’d gotten as a reward for her promotion to the head of the succubae division. Granted, there weren’t many other succubae under Amanojaku’s service, but she was still younger by a couple of centuries…and yet she was now the head and the others really didn’t like her.
“Would you like something else?” The waiter at the café she was currently having a drink in asked.
Chloe waved him off, wondering what Manny was doing right now.
And what Sam
“A succubus.” Bobby just couldn’t believe it as he talked to Sam on the phone, going over on his computer the video the boy had secretly filmed of said succubus, in the nude, talking to someone named Manny.
He guessed it was her boss, from the way she acted with him on the phone, because while there was an easy camaraderie between them, there was also a hint of respect on the Succubus’ part, and she was obviously relying on him for his help.
And while someone sending demons of sorts to ‘protect’ Sam was worryingly enough, the fact that her boss seemed to know what had killed Sam’s mother---and had reacted bad by obviously ordering her out of the room was terrifying.
It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize that the boss knew what had done it, and it was terrified.
“I’ve tapped my phone so that next time, if that fucker calls her, I’ll be able to pick up what he’s saying as well.” Sam broke into Bobby’s thoughts. “Obviously he knows something. And it’s because of him that she ran away. I tried looking in her apartment, but she’d not there, and without her name I can’t really look for her on campus.”
“Would you? Look for her?” Bobby asked, curiously.
“Why not?” Sam asked, a little defensive. “Obviously she’s not the bad person here. She might even be in danger now for being associated with me. I…it is only the right thing for me to keep her close and protect her.”
Bobby raised an eyebrow. “Protect her? Boy, she’s a succubus
“Exactly.” Sam growled. “Imagine what could happen if I’m not around.”
Taking off his beloved cap, Bobby ran his hand over his hair.
Sam really didn’t seem as much protective as he did jealous…though he was protective, it was just…
“Boy.” Bobby tried. “She’s a demon, you realize this, right?”
“She’s different.” Sam stated.
“Demon’s a demon.” Bobby frowned, not understanding why he had to be telling Sam this. John had no doubt pounded this knowledge into his brain for years already. “We fight demons. We don’t protect
“She’s not hurting anyone. And you heard her, Bobby, something about me turns off her powers.” Sam’s voice was conflicted. “There’s a reason that whatever scares the hell outta demons killed my mom over my crib. And there’s a reason that some creature wants me protected enough to send a demon to do so.”
“Bobby, you know I’m telling the truth!” Sam sounded so close to breaking. “Something’s wrong with me, Bobby! Something---something a demon or a monster is interested in protecting! That can’t be good!”
“You are good, boy.” Bobby’s voice was gruff. “Don’t let any succubus make you think otherwise!”
“She doesn’t---she---,” Sam sighed. “Bobby. Could you come over? Meet her?”
“Why aren’t you calling your daddy?” The hunter wanted to know.
“He told me that if I left I wasn’t ever welcomed back.” Sam spat, before trying to calm. “And you know my father. He doesn’t see shades of grey. All he’ll see is that she’s a demon and he’ll hunt her.”
“And you don’t want that.”
Bobby frowned. “Are you sure she’s not using something on you, boy?”
“No. She---she showed me how to tell if a succubus is using her allure, and I know she isn’t. And anyway, I just know, Bobby. It’s like something deep inside of me recognized her the moment I first saw her…before I saw her…like I sensed her.” Sam sighed, so tired. “I noticed her the first time she came into the library. But I thought she was just studying and even though something in me snarled and ordered me to go up there and kill all the males around her…I just tried to pretend that I didn’t see her.”
Bobby frowned, wondering why that description kinda felt familiar.
“And then after a week of me pretending to be studying but actually spying on her, she comes up to me, acting like we’re old friends, and then she tells demands I tell her why I’m so special and why she was sent to ‘babysit’ me since our sides aren’t the best of friends and…and…and then she kissed me and I couldn’t fight it anymore.”
Bobby could read between the lines. “You slept with her.”
Sam was silent.
The hunter frowned. “How many times?”
There was another silence.
Bobby’s eyes narrowed. “How many times?
“I kinda…lost track…after the fifth time last night.” Sam’s voice was horribly embarrassed.
Bobby groaned as he brought his palm to his face. “Sam…”
“I know, Bobby, believe me I do. But it’s not an enthrall, okay? It’s something more primal than that. I feel empowered whenever I’m around her, and she said so herself, its like I’m taking her powers from her and using it on her.”
That was worrisome.
“You don’t even know her name.”
“I’m working on it, though.” Sam replied. “I took an edited footage, got a good face shot of her, and have it on a nationwide search. If her picture has appeared on anything in the ‘net I will find her.”
Bobby frowned. “She’s demon, boy. I doubt she’ll appear on Facebook.”
“I don’t think she was always a demon.”
“I asked her how succbae were made and she went uncomfortable, hedged the question.” Sam could be heard typing rapidly into his keyboard. “I think---something in me is saying that she might have been human once. And not long ago at that.”
“Something in you?” Bobby made a face. “What are you now? Psychic?”
“And even if she was a human, it would mean that she sold her soul to this Manny guy.” Bobby went to sit down, replaying the video feed on his computer. “No decent human being would do that. Remember that.”
There was silence.
Sam obviously hadn’t liked hearing that.
Bobby sighed. “I’ll pack my stuff and will be there as soon as possible.” There was a pause. “And I won’t tell your daddy.” He sighed. “And if she doesn’t try to hurt me or anyone else, I won’t hunt her.”
“Thank you, Bobby.” The relief was audible on Sam’s voice. “See you when you get here.”
And with that both males hung up.
Bobby watched the screen of his computer.
A naked blonde, her naked bits blurred, covered her eyes with her hand, leaning her head back against the back of the sofa. “Yes, he knows what I am, and no, I didn’t use my allure on him.” She took in a deep breath, sitting forwards. “Manny, my allure doesn’t work on him. Hell. It doesn’t even activate on him!”
Bobby could see the worry and concern and shock on her features.“I mean,” she stressed. “That whenever he touched me its like I’m just a normal human girl. I can’t even throw out a simple pheromone.
Something about how she said that gave the impression that she knew what it was like to be a simple human girl, and Bobby began to wonder if Sam wasn’t right, if she hadn’t once been completely human.“Manny, I’m not lying. Believe me. I’m kind of freaked.” She moved to get up but then decided against it, remaining on the sofa. “This has never happened to me before.”
She looked lost and scared.
Bobby was surprised to realize that he felt sorry for her.
“Yeah.” She stood, beginning to pace up and down in front of the sofa, not at all uneasy with her unclothed state. “If your good friend is as big a fish in our pond as you want me to believe, then the fact that he has demons taking care of this human boy must mean something is special about him, right?”
And that was the part that terrified Bobby.
“I hope not.” He answered the succubus’ question. “I hope to God that that’s not what it means.”