Panic Room Reflections

Disclaimer: I don't own "Supernatural", sadly, but the boys are such a treat to play with…

A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don't.

A/N 2: Response to the Drabble Challenge by Enkidu07 and Onyx Moonbeam
All fellow players can be looked up on Enkidu07's profile page (the many, many names finally exceeded the drabble word count, hehe).

Prompt: Darling

Setting: Drabble-tag for 4.21 'When the Levee Breaks'

Warning: Rated M for (implied) torture

oOo

"Humph!" Sam's screams were near silent behind the gag, his eyes tracing the man circling him.

"Oh, don't give me these huge Crocodile tears," Alastair mocked. "What do you think your darling brother endured?"

Silence.

"You know, Sammy, Deano was wrong about you." The demon trailed the tip of his scathe lazily along the sensitive underside of Sam's securely restrained arm. "You're much less into sharing and caring than he let on."

More silence.

"Or maybe…," Alastair mused with an evil glint in his eyes, "maybe I'm just not convincing enough. You don't think I'm losing my edge, do you?"

The End