I don't own Supernatural or any of its characters.
(With a hint of CastielxLucifer!)
(Listen to Hurricane from 30 Seconds to Mars while reading it, I dare you.)
Through the holy fire two pairs of blue eyes meet. Tired but unbroken ones belong to an enslaved man within the circle of fire, his torn trench coat and shirt are stained with both dirt and blood.
The gaze of his captor remains on him as he circles the flames, like a predator that does not look away from its prey. His lips curl upwards upon his pale face, though what first catches one's eye is his sickly-looking skin. It is the first sign that his human container slowly refuses the dark soul inside him.
It is the angel who finally breaks the silence when he has to turn in his place once again to follow the other with his eyes. "What do you want from me, Lucifer?" His eyebrows furrow as the other chuckles at that.
"Oh, little brother," The devil smiles while his eyes are taking in the other's form.