This is part 2 of Sadistic, requested by Shesscertlygorgous16. I hope you like it!!

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It's been two hours since you had that talk with Castiel. You've become nothing more than a torturing machine, with a lack of empathy for the person you're inflicting pain into.

You had used every possible weapon you had brought with you. Everything was stained with blood, don't even start with your hands and clothes.

You had no expressions on your face. It was as if this... person in front of you had no relation to you whatsoever. You would never do this to Castiel.

The state in which he was in... it was beyond desirable. He had a bruised eye, cheeks were slightly swollen from being hit by your knuckle duster, and he was slumped to the side from being hit in the gut really hard twice. Right next to him on the floorwas a decent sized puddle of blood that he spat out.

But nothing seemed to stop him from talking.

"This... Wh-What you're doing isn't... It isn't going to help anyone," He growled then groaned in pain. You walked away from him and to the table to clean your Angel blade with a cloth.

"Where are the Winchesters huh?! What are they doing?" Lucifer questions and you look up, "They dumped you h-here with me to what? Get Castiel back?! That's pathetic!"

He chuckles then looks at you with disgust. "You're not getting your Angel pet-for-the-bed back," He spat a little more blood then sniffed, his nose bleeding as well, "He's going to be trapped in here... in my mind. It's kind of like the Cage up here. I brought I little bit of it along with me."

You turned around and glared at him. "And guess what? Castiel gets front row seats of watching you slowly go into insanity while being such a little sadist [y/n]," Lucifer tried to get under your skin, "You'd be something in bed huh?"

You storm towards him and kick him in the most painful of places. He cries out in agony while you plant your feet firmly on the ground.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT ASSHOLE!" You exclaimed, smoke coming out of your ears due to rage. He still had that irritating smirk on his face. It was as if the more you hit him, the more 'turned on' he felt.

"You know it makes sense, you and Castiel having the time of your life together," He commented and you stepped back, eyebrows furrowed, "He perfected the act of being wayward and well... you fall into that category as-"

You uppercut him. It was so hard that you honestly felt that his head would fly off. He remained silent for an oddly long time. You thought he was unconscious but then he moved his head, knocking himself out of a trance and looked at you with squinted eyes as if his vision was harmed.

"You think you can beat me? You think you can defeat Lucifer? You're just a measly human being, you can't do shit!" He yelled, "With a snap of my fingers you'll be finished! You won't survive for long. You, the Winchesters, pathetic excuse for an Angel Castiel... You all WON'T survive!"

You backed away, you suddenly felt genuine fear flooded ever fiber in you. "I'll make sure you all pay for this! You'll bow down to me! I'll make sure Castiel has a good time in the Cage!" He shouted and you froze.

He was breathing heavily, you didn't react in any way.

But something snapped in you. An out of the blue feeling of hatred took away all the fear and you attacked him.

You kept punching him with no hesitation. The soreness on his face and neck turned into bruises and cuts. You were unphased by his pleas for you to stop hurting him.

"This is for disrespecting me... and for taking Cas away from me, you SON OF A BITCH!" You yelled as you attacked him.

You heard the warehouse door creak open, you didn't care. Large footsteps running towards you was all you could hear other than Lucifers cries.

Someone grabbed you from behind and pulled you away from the injured Lucifer. "Let me go! LET ME-"

"[y/n] it's me! It's Sam," The Winchester clarified and you looked up to him with relief but then glared at him. You tried to get out of his hold but he tightened his arms around you.

"I wasn't done with him! That ass needs to be hurt more!" You exclaimed while Dean flipped through a book furiously to find a specific spell.

It was some sort of exorcism, Dean was shouting it while standing right in front of Lucifer. You could see his eyes glowing, you had stopped struggling to get out of Sam's grip as you watched what was happening in front of you.

SCREEEEEEECHHH!

There was a loud ringing noise and a bright light that caused you all to shut your eyes, then absolute silence.

You looked up to see Castiel's vessel, slumped shoulders and head dropped. Sam let you go and you walked towards him. Dean started to untie him from the wooden posts, you helped him.

He fell to the floor like a pile of muscle without any bones. You held him in your arms, caressing his cheeks hoping that he was okay.

"C-Castiel?" You stuttered, it felt weird to say his name after such a long time. His eyes opened slowly and you sighed with relief.

"[y/n]? Is he..."

"Yes baby, he's gone," You said softly and he nodded slowly, his injuries limited the movement he could do.

Sam and Dean walked away after they packed the weapons up. You and Castiel remained on the floor, watching them leave you both in privacy.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you. I don't think I had a choice and that asshole was hurting me emotionally," You said in a rush, "I feel so bad right-"

He kissed you hard, holding your face in his hands. You were caught off guard at first but then you kissed him back, roughly. You gripped onto his shirt tightly, your other hand running through his messy hair. That act always relaxed him.

Castiel pulled you closer to him, his hands sliding down the sides of your body. You moaned lightly, which made him kiss you harder.

You pulled away abruptly, gasping for air. Castiel wasn't affected at all, he had a frown on his face. "In case you forgot in this time, I'm human and I need to breathe," You commented and placed your hands on his chest.

He smiled, rubbing your cheeks with his thumb. "I missed you so much [y/n]," Castiel said sadly and you kissed his forehead.

"Now you don't have to feel that way. We have each other again," You responded and got up. You helped him, wrapping your arm around his waist and started walking towards the Winchesters standing by the Impala.

*****

They were happy to have Castiel back... You were over the moon.

"This calls for a treat huh? We'll get something to eat while you guys go back home and fix yourselves up in the mean time," Dean said as he stopped by a diner. Sam and him got out and you sat in the driver seat.

"Extra cheese for me please," Castiel requested and Dean smiled widely, nodding. You smiled a bit then started to drive ahead after Castiel sat in the passenger seat.

"[y/n] we both need a shower," Castiel stated, out of the blue. You gulped, wondering what he'll say next. "We should both have a shower together," He said, with no expressions as if it was a routine thing for you guys.

"Uh Cas, I-"

"On second thought, we'll have the whole Bunker to ourselves... Maybe we should have-"

"No way Cas, look at yourself. You're literally in pieces! You'll become worse," You reasoned with him but he was determined on having it his way.

"You should be willing to do what I say, at least after causing this much damage," He gestured to his body and you frowned. "Don't make me feel more bad than I already am! I hated every minute of it-"

VROOOOOMMM!

The car suddenly picked up speed. You couldn't control it. You started to panic. It has to be-

"CAS! STOP!" You exclaimed, "Fine, we'll do whatever you want!" The car speed up more and you were scared out of your mind.

"I PROMISE!" You yelled at the top of your lungs and the far slowed down. Castiel smiled then continued to look out of the window as if nothing had happened.

You rolled your eyes then chuckled. You were happy to have your Castiel back.

But there was this darkness inside you. You had this... urge to beat the trap out of something living. It was like an itch you couldn't scratch.

And it scared you... a lot.