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Title: Fuck You, Walter Mosley
Author: Sherlockian

If there was one thing Dean hadn't expected after all of the struggles, death, and supernatural crap that they'd put up with, is was for Lucifer to wander out of the light and smoke looking a little dazed and wearing-- well. A blue evening gown cut down to here and slit up to there. It clung seductively, revealing a pale and pretty expanse of chest and a swathe of smooth leg that Dean had trouble keeping his eyes off of. Which made it all the more disturbing when he realized that, androgynous features and heart-shaped lips aside, Lucifer was still a guy.

"Hey there, sailor." Lucifer's voice was rougher than Dean had thought it would be. "Fancy meeting you here." His lips turned up in a smile and Dean had to force himself not to flinch-- the familiarity in that expression reminding him of how meat hooks and flails felt in his hands. His emotions must have shown on his face, because Lucifer laughed and patted his cheek. "Don't worry, I'm not done with you yet. Now, go tend to your angel. He looks like he's about to have a fit."

Lucifer didn't turn into a cloud of mobile black smoke, but the dress melded into his skin and a small snake slithered off-- more quickly than any snake Dean had ever seen. He glanced at Castiel.

Castiel glared and tried to stop turning purple from rage.
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