E/O Challenge: Sparkle
Disclaimer: Not mine, but neither where my sister's clothes and I borrowed them!
Spoilers: Based loosely during Season 5's Good God, Y'all
Temptation
Sam's eyes were locked on the knife in his hand. The blade, a few minutes ago pristine, was covered in a glaze of crimson. The demon dead on the floor…the tile beneath it pooling with the liquid that pulled at Sam. His mouth was watering uncontrollably, his stomach clenched painfully with need. His hand holding the blade trembled slightly. The blood sparkled, beckoning.
One tiny taste….would that be so bad?
Sam heard a pathetic whimper and realized he was making the mewling cry.
"Sam? Sammy, you okay?" Dean's voice came from the other side of the store.
The blood beckoned.
