Title: Abandon all hope and all that jazz
Name:
sammythankyou
Pairing: Jared/Jensen (Jensen/Jeff, Jared/Danneel, both offscreen)
Warnings: Explicit, curses aplenty
Wordcount: ~6k
Prompt: 73. Succubus Blues.
When it comes to jobs in hell, being a succubus seems pretty glamorous. A girl can be anything she wants, the wardrobe is killer, and mortal men will do anything just for a touch. Granted, they often pay with their souls, but why get technical? But Seattle succubus Georgina Kincaid's life is far less exotic. Her boss is a middle-management demon with a thing for John Cusack movies. Her immortal best friends haven't stopped teasing her about the time she shape-shifted into the Demon Goddess getup complete with whip and wings. And she can't have a decent date without sucking away part of the guy's life. At least there's her day job at a local bookstore--free books; all the white chocolate mochas she can drink; and easy access to bestselling, sexy writer, Seth Mortensen, aka He Whom She Would Give Anything to Touch but Can't. But dreaming about Seth will have to wait. Something wicked is at work in Seattle's demon underground. And for once, all of her hot charms and drop-dead one-liners won't help because Georgina's about to discover there are some creatures out there that both heaven and hell want to deny....
Summary: From an academic point of view, Hell is a place of suffering. Of eternal torment. Of weeping and gnashing of teeth. Of as many adjective/noun combos Marketing is able to come up with on a short notice, each of them a variation on the same tune - Abandon all hope, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Nothing new or show stopping, not really. Hell sucks ass by definition, and no matter what Danneel says about informed consent and contractual obligations, until a couple of weeks ago no one in their right mind would have gone all "hey, honey, how about ditching your mom’s Sunday dinner for that restaurant in the fifth circle?"
The operative words are 'until a couple of weeks ago' here. You know, before the coup. Before the organized trips. Before Jensen got yeeted out of both Lena’s bed and Earth while coming, which, ow.