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crack_van2010-11-29 10:06 pm
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Right of Conquest by Luchia13 (PG-13)
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel, Castiel/Lucifer
Length: ~14,800
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
luchia13
Author Website: Fic Master List
This is one of my absolute favorite fics because of a) the Castiel characterization, b) Castiel claiming Dean, c) Lucifer's role, and d) the inclusion of some of our favorite minor characters. The author's writing is engaging, the story romantic without being saccharine, and the way Castiel falls under Lucifer's logic is convincing. Plus, it's the Lucifer I wish canon had given us.
The cave stands deep in the Carpathians, in a land beyond the forest that had passed from conquering hand to conquering hand, beautiful and relatively abandoned to grow free. With the gate finally raised high enough for escape, the white horse walks out of its ancient invisible prison and observes the landscape with a seething greed for a claim to everything it could see.
“Castiel,” a familiar voice says, and the white horse swings around to see the two figures, one bright and smiling, the other pale, dark, and undeniably the horse’s. He is the first claim, the first possession, and the horse can sense the lurking desire in him that matches the horse’s own thirst for control. “I’d like you to meet Leukos.”
Castiel steps forward without a hint of fear or apprehension. The white horse can see that Castiel has been conquered by the familiar man, and already knows that Castiel will be the one to control their conquests.
“She’s beautiful,” Castiel says, and the white horse is a mare.
“Your name is Leukos?” Castiel asks, and the white mare’s name is Leukos.
“I guess you’re mine,” Castiel says, and Leukos belongs to him, mind, body, and soul.
“Don’t ride out yet,” Lucifer says, and while Leukos wants to tell the man who’s in charge, Castiel stops and listens. “I know you’ll want to ride out and conquer the world, but we aren’t ready. You don’t have all your equipment, and you need your reinforcements. I’m not going to send only two angels against all of heaven, no matter how powerful those two are.”
“But I may ride her,” Castiel states, and the steel in his voice seems to take Lucifer by surprise before he breaks into a grin.
“You’re truly meant for each other,” Lucifer says, pleased, and nods.
When Castiel settles himself in her saddle, Leukos feels complete for the first time.
“Can I suggest something?” Lucifer asks, and Castiel nods. “If you have to conquer, go for Zachariah. If you need a conquest…well. Dean’s waiting.”
Leukos can feel something waver inside Castiel, and she shifts, flicking her tail out and turning to move him further away from the upsetting man. I am yours, and you are mine, Leukos thinks, and Castiel’s hands tighten in her mane.
“You…” He shakes his head, strokes a hand down her neck, and settles himself back in the saddle. “Do I have to control something right now?”
No, Leukos thinks fondly. But it feels really good.
Lucifer laughs, a loud, booming sound different from anything Castiel has heard before. It makes Castiel shiver, but when the man disappears, he relaxes.
Let me run, Leukos whispers to him. Let me run, Rider. Let me survey everything that will be ours.
Castiel indulges her, and everything falls away until there is only the white horse, its rider, and the wind.
Right of Conquest
Pairing: Dean/Castiel, Castiel/Lucifer
Length: ~14,800
Author on LJ:
luchia13 Author Website: Fic Master List
This is one of my absolute favorite fics because of a) the Castiel characterization, b) Castiel claiming Dean, c) Lucifer's role, and d) the inclusion of some of our favorite minor characters. The author's writing is engaging, the story romantic without being saccharine, and the way Castiel falls under Lucifer's logic is convincing. Plus, it's the Lucifer I wish canon had given us.
The cave stands deep in the Carpathians, in a land beyond the forest that had passed from conquering hand to conquering hand, beautiful and relatively abandoned to grow free. With the gate finally raised high enough for escape, the white horse walks out of its ancient invisible prison and observes the landscape with a seething greed for a claim to everything it could see.
“Castiel,” a familiar voice says, and the white horse swings around to see the two figures, one bright and smiling, the other pale, dark, and undeniably the horse’s. He is the first claim, the first possession, and the horse can sense the lurking desire in him that matches the horse’s own thirst for control. “I’d like you to meet Leukos.”
Castiel steps forward without a hint of fear or apprehension. The white horse can see that Castiel has been conquered by the familiar man, and already knows that Castiel will be the one to control their conquests.
“She’s beautiful,” Castiel says, and the white horse is a mare.
“Your name is Leukos?” Castiel asks, and the white mare’s name is Leukos.
“I guess you’re mine,” Castiel says, and Leukos belongs to him, mind, body, and soul.
“Don’t ride out yet,” Lucifer says, and while Leukos wants to tell the man who’s in charge, Castiel stops and listens. “I know you’ll want to ride out and conquer the world, but we aren’t ready. You don’t have all your equipment, and you need your reinforcements. I’m not going to send only two angels against all of heaven, no matter how powerful those two are.”
“But I may ride her,” Castiel states, and the steel in his voice seems to take Lucifer by surprise before he breaks into a grin.
“You’re truly meant for each other,” Lucifer says, pleased, and nods.
When Castiel settles himself in her saddle, Leukos feels complete for the first time.
“Can I suggest something?” Lucifer asks, and Castiel nods. “If you have to conquer, go for Zachariah. If you need a conquest…well. Dean’s waiting.”
Leukos can feel something waver inside Castiel, and she shifts, flicking her tail out and turning to move him further away from the upsetting man. I am yours, and you are mine, Leukos thinks, and Castiel’s hands tighten in her mane.
“You…” He shakes his head, strokes a hand down her neck, and settles himself back in the saddle. “Do I have to control something right now?”
No, Leukos thinks fondly. But it feels really good.
Lucifer laughs, a loud, booming sound different from anything Castiel has heard before. It makes Castiel shiver, but when the man disappears, he relaxes.
Let me run, Leukos whispers to him. Let me run, Rider. Let me survey everything that will be ours.
Castiel indulges her, and everything falls away until there is only the white horse, its rider, and the wind.
Right of Conquest