"It's not my plan. It's Lucifer's--you remember Lucifer, don't you? The Devil himself? It's how I was broken. It's how he wants me to break you."
It was spoken so matter of factly. Sam didn't have any reason to hide it; he wanted Eliot to bend to the will of Hell, after all, start working for it rather than fighting it. There was freedom outside these walls, but it wouldn't be reached as long as Eliot fought; as long as he resisted.
"I don't want to do this. I have to. It's really that simple--and you should be grateful. It could be worse, and the better your behavior, Eliot, the more conscientious a lover I can be. But I will be your lover..." He crouched lower, eyes narrowing. "--And you will be my pet."
This was when Eliot was due to attack him. He would. He absolutely had to. At least, that was what Sam would do. While he was off balance, crouched low, and Eliot was positioned to spring out toward him. He was already confident that he could overpower him.
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It was spoken so matter of factly. Sam didn't have any reason to hide it; he wanted Eliot to bend to the will of Hell, after all, start working for it rather than fighting it. There was freedom outside these walls, but it wouldn't be reached as long as Eliot fought; as long as he resisted.
"I don't want to do this. I have to. It's really that simple--and you should be grateful. It could be worse, and the better your behavior, Eliot, the more conscientious a lover I can be. But I will be your lover..." He crouched lower, eyes narrowing. "--And you will be my pet."
This was when Eliot was due to attack him. He would. He absolutely had to. At least, that was what Sam would do. While he was off balance, crouched low, and Eliot was positioned to spring out toward him. He was already confident that he could overpower him.