Supernatural fanfiction
Sam's head swam with thoughts. Lucifer was in. He was climbing, crawling, and clawing his way through. Making Sam see things he wished to forget, things he should regret but doesn't.
Lucifer crept into Sam's mind. Slowly pouring in his soul, his insanity until enough of him was there to tease and torment. "Poor Sam Winchester." Lucifer teased. "No one to set you free, I'm going to enjoy this. I'm gonna make you suffer, in the most delicious way." Lucifer leaned in to him.
"You'll never know what hit you."
Sam shivered moving further back on the hospital bed. He didn't want this. He hated this.
Sam was scared, Lucifer wouldn't go away now. Even with pressing his fingers into the scar on his hand. It never did get the chance to heal, it will go sceptic any day now. He wanted to give up, to cry out and to be angry. But Lucifer wouldn't allow that. He wanted Sam to fear him. Sam was going to be a part of Lucifer's sick and twisted game and when he's through Sam will be begging for more.
Lucifer clambered to where Sam was on the bed. The bed creaked at his movement. He settled right on Sam's chest, resting his head upon his right shoulder. Sam Stiffened and tried to pull away but Lucifer pulled him back. Wrapping his arms around him Lucifer whispered. "I'm going to win you know." Sam eyed him wearily.
Lucifer giggled and stroked Sam's cheek. He flinched at the touch. "Don't…. don't do that." Sam shakily told him. Lucifer's grin grew a little more.
"Do what, Sammy?" He traced circles around his cheek. "Touch you? That's not any fun."
Lucifer reached under Sam's pillow and pulled out a scalpel. It glistened in the light.
Lucifer touched the blades edge and laughed as it cut is fingertip.
"Now, what shall I do first? Shall I cut off a nipple, an ear or maybe even cut out your tongue?" He laughed louder as Sam's eyes lit up in horror.
"No. I think I'll cut out that pretty anti-possession tattoo of yours." He grinned and sliced the front of Sam's t shirt he ripped it apart and smelled Sam's chest.
"Ah I love the smell of fresh playthings in the morning" Lucifer ran his tongue up his chest and circled the tattoo. He pulled back with a glint in his eyes and a pure sadistic grin on his lips.