[ Things didn't go so badly over the next few weeks. Sam made an impression on Eliot, little by little, perhaps growing on him through enduring Lucifer's cruel treatment in the bedroom. It was always easier to get Eliot on his side the day after Lucifer abused him, and so once or twice Sam made use of that to ensure that he wouldn't fight back quite so hard.
Sam didn't think he was using some kind of Stockholm syndrome on Eliot, but that was essentially what he was doing. The man pitied him, knew that this was torture for him, and was making it easier in whatever small ways he could, without actually surrendering himself.
But that was going to have to change, sooner or later, if Eliot was ever going to be pushed to the next stage. Both Sam and Eliot were just tools in Lucifer's plans for each of them, after all.
Not yet, though. Sam had filled a bath, and then unlocked Eliot's cage, not bothering to redress from the night before, he reached in to take his hand.
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Sam didn't think he was using some kind of Stockholm syndrome on Eliot, but that was essentially what he was doing. The man pitied him, knew that this was torture for him, and was making it easier in whatever small ways he could, without actually surrendering himself.
But that was going to have to change, sooner or later, if Eliot was ever going to be pushed to the next stage. Both Sam and Eliot were just tools in Lucifer's plans for each of them, after all.
Not yet, though. Sam had filled a bath, and then unlocked Eliot's cage, not bothering to redress from the night before, he reached in to take his hand.
"Come on. You can help me wash."