Started: 19.08.21 Finished: 19.08.22 Words: 496 Samifer (implied), Gen., Fluff “Why are you being such a baby about this?” Sam raised a questioning eyebrow, “Just come with us.” “Why won’t you take no for answer?” Lucifer grit his teeth, hands balling into fists before he disappeared into thin air. Whoa, The hunter sat on the … Continue reading Vac-Ache-tion