Sam crouched in front of Eliot again, just in front of the kneeling man, and raised his hand back to his cheek. This time, even though he had room to twist his face away, they could be no response, and no escape. Sam followed any resistance, and after a moment raised the second hand to force him still, looking back into his eyes cooly.
"If you think you're going to last longer than I did, then you misunderstand my strength. Before I came to Hell, I hunted demons. I killed angels. I fought these creatures for my entire life, and I knew their ways intimately. It was a demon that murdered my mother. A demon that killed my father.
"I fought with every shred of my being. I lost my pride and I fought. I lost my dignity and I fought. I lost my family, and I fought. You're strong too, but you have to be strong and smart. You have to know when folding is better, and I promise you, this is one of those occasions. You can be warm, and comfortable, and fed. Sex with me can be on your terms. And best of all no torture. No more bleeding, no more broken bones. Don't take so long coming to understand what took me years, Eliot. It isn't worth it.
"Fighting is pointless if you lose all of yourself doing it. The layers get flayed away. You forget who you are. I know you don't want that to happen to you."
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Sam crouched in front of Eliot again, just in front of the kneeling man, and raised his hand back to his cheek. This time, even though he had room to twist his face away, they could be no response, and no escape. Sam followed any resistance, and after a moment raised the second hand to force him still, looking back into his eyes cooly.
"If you think you're going to last longer than I did, then you misunderstand my strength. Before I came to Hell, I hunted demons. I killed angels. I fought these creatures for my entire life, and I knew their ways intimately. It was a demon that murdered my mother. A demon that killed my father.
"I fought with every shred of my being. I lost my pride and I fought. I lost my dignity and I fought. I lost my family, and I fought. You're strong too, but you have to be strong and smart. You have to know when folding is better, and I promise you, this is one of those occasions. You can be warm, and comfortable, and fed. Sex with me can be on your terms. And best of all no torture. No more bleeding, no more broken bones. Don't take so long coming to understand what took me years, Eliot. It isn't worth it.
"Fighting is pointless if you lose all of yourself doing it. The layers get flayed away. You forget who you are. I know you don't want that to happen to you."