#demon blood Sam

[jarpadandjensens]

Sam || 4.21

[pentacentric]

sam winchester appreciation week | day 5 | sam & demon blood

i will never pass up the excuse to paint sam bloody (even if it is a day late)

[castiels-guitar-gf]

demon blood sam edit by yours truly

audio inspired by editor @i08han on tiktok

[nikkisheep]

Sinful Obsession

Obsessed Sam Winchester x female!reader

Warnings: Possessive Sam, obsessed Sam, cursing, kissing, smut, dirty talk, choking, gagging, SEASON 4 SAM, mentions of demon blood, kind of blood play, DEMON BLOOD SAM, oral (f)

*I know Sam is not like this but in this he is hot and scary :)*

this got too long

Summary: Sam isn't obsessed, he was just loving. He loved you and would do anything for you. He drinks demon blood to protect you. Always for you. Anything for you.

Obsessed is a harsh word to describe what Sam felt for you. He was just looking out for you. He knew that you needed to be protected from this world. You were thrown into this, not that you wanted to start hunting monsters. So yeah, he was just looking out for his friend.

Friend. The word felt weird in his mind. Obviously the two of you had some kind of feelings for each other. How many nights had you clinged to him as he rested against you? How many times did he hear you moan out his name in just one night as you slept in different beds?

No, you couldn't be just friends. That much Sam knew. He just had to get you to admit it. The demon that you both had just killed was draining its blood in a bottle for Sam. You had learned to stop begging him to stop because all you would be met with was, "I'm doing this so I can protect us, to protect you."

"Man, I am tired." You call as you get out of the shower.

"You're hurt," Sam says as he grabs your arm.

"Just as scratch. It's no big deal," You shake his grasp.

"You're bleeding," He said, wiping it with his thumb. He brings it up to mouth and sucks.

"Sam, I don't have demon blood."

"You taste sweet. Like cherries."

"Sam, are you okay?"

"I need more." He moves to the jar holding the demon blood and he takes a large sip. His lips stained red. He looked so sinful and holy at the same time. He looked like he was strong, powerful.

The blood sent a flicker of electricity through his veins. Making him high off the feeling of power rushing through his body. He groans at the feeling.

"Sam?"

He looked at you, his eyes going from hazel green to black then back to the normal. He smirked at the sight out you still in the small towel.

"You're naked,'' He says.

"Well, yeah I mean..."

"I can smell you. Your wetness," He smirks at your flushed face.

"Sam, I don't know what you mean."

"Want me to show you?"

He walked up to you with stride. He stared at your neck, thinking about the blood rushing through the veins below the skin. He wanted to sink his teeth in the flesh and suck. Not for your blood, but for the taste of you in his mouth. Your blood wasn't like the demons'. Yes, he wasn't a vampire but with the rush he was having, he felt on fire. He knew the only way to satisfy his hunger and thirst is you.

"I can show you so many things. Starting here," He placed his thumb on your lips, stroking the bottom, " To down here." He dragged his hand down to your core.

Your breathing was becoming labored. You found the words coming from his mouth was so foul and dirty but it turned you on. It was as if he had control over your body, telling it how to react. You bite your lip which Sam unrolls the bottom from your teeth's grasp. You open your mouth and suck his thumb in.

"Do you want me to show you, little girl?"

"Yes, Sammy."

He tore the towel from your body like it would burn him and pressed kisses to your neck. He gripped your hair, pulling to angle your head the way he wanted it. One of his hands slide to your thigh, picking it over his hips, and squeezing your butt. You moaned into his open mouth and he slapped your ass.

"Quiet or I will gag you. Don't want the others to know what I am doing to you," He threatened.

"Yes, Sammy." You moan.

You moved against his thigh, against his jeans. He played with your breasts as he laid you down on the bed. He trailed kisses down your body, making sure to mark you.

"Only I can take care of you, little girl. No one else."

"Is that true, Sammy?" You moan as he bites your nipple.

"Do you not think that I can protect you?"

"I know you can, you do."

"Then you have trust me, sweet girl. I know what is best for you."

He caught a glimpse of your blood trailing down your arm a bit. You didn't notice until he licked it up, sucking the wound for a second. You groan at the feeling of his lips wrapped around you, a weird sensation grows in your stomach at the feeling of him sucking your blood. He lets it drip and then lick it again.

He moved down your body, kissing every inch of you. Making sure that his lips and tongue does not leave a single part untouched. He moved down to your thighs and made note of your slick. He wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked like his life depended on it. He flicked his tongue on the sensitive bud before taking it in between his teeth. He gently nibbled on the nerves, touching your hole with his finger.

He circles the entrance to your body and you started clenching around the tip out his finger as he plays with your cunt. He then shoves your pussy full of his fingers and you scream. He tssk at you and grabs a tie from the chair. He ties it around your head, placing it in your mouth to keep you quiet.

"I told you to stay quiet."

"I'm sorry," You try to say.

"I know it feels good but I can't have people knowing how good I am playing with you because then they will try to take me away from you and you don't want that, do you?" You shake your head fast.

"Good girl," He says before going back to your heat.

He starts pumping his fingers in and out as you struggle to stay silent even with the gag. Pleasure racks through your body as every muscle in your body tenses when Sam flicks his tongue just in time and he drank up everything that your sweet pussy had to offer.

He looked at you with possession. "You are mine." He breathed into your neck as he pumped his cock into you. He stared at where you were bonded and he smirked as he watched. He looked at your gagged mouth, the sight making him thrust harder. He marked your neck with his bites and bruises. He didn't want to bruise you with his hard grip but he knew that you would tell him if it was a problem. He also wanted everyone to know that your were his. He wanted everyone to know that he did this to you.

Your head was thrown back as he fucked himself in you, making your breathing labored and you could barely keep up. He then wrapped his hand around your throat as he bit at your collarbones, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He knew what he was doing and he was doing it right.

Your heated walls wrapped around his dick so good, so tightly, so wetly. He wanted to stay buried in you forever. He never wanted to leave but he had to as he hit his orgasm. He went to pull out but he is stopped when you look at him with begging eyes and wrap your legs around his waist even tighter. You shook you head as he thrusted into your channel. His hips stutter to a stop and Sam holds himself above you so he doesn't fall on you, releasing his spend inside you. He fucked you a little bit more before he had to stop completely. His orgasm triggered yours, making your cunt squeeze around Sam even tighter than before. Your cum covered his thighs and lower stomach, which he smirked at the sight.

"I told you that I would take care of you," He said as he cleaned you both up and removed the gag.

So no, you were not just friends. And obsessed? No. He was just taking care of you, protecting you from the harms of the world. You deserved to feel good and he made it happen for you. He smiled at your sleeping body curled into him as he laid with you. He was most definitely not obsessed with you and wanted you all to himself. But now that your taste was in his mouth, in his senses, he was never letting you go. Never out of his sight, or mind.

[samsrosary]

sometimes, too much blood needs a way out

[lildoodlenoodle]

You know what would be funny? If demon blood junkie Sam could start to see parts of Cas’s true form. And can clearly see, first of all that this is some eldritch horror monster, and second of all it’s obsessed with dean. Always having a wing over or around Dean, touching Dean’s shoulder, always looking at him, surrounding him, touching him. And Sam is naturally panicking bc not only are angels not what he thought they were but this dangerous eldritch monster has completely latched onto his brother to the point of obsession and dean cannot fucking see it. I think it would’ve been so funny if they did this bc Sam would think Cas is creepy and dangerous and wouldn’t want him near his brother. But at the same time is too dense to see the heart eyes Dean has for this creature of unknown power, because Cas is just Dean’s little guy in a trench coat!

[ilostmyshoe28]

Sam: I went through an entire character arc during quarantine. Sam: I became more evil if you’re curious. Dean: We’re still in quarantine, don’t worry, there’s time for a redemption arc still. Sam: i’m going to get worse on purpose

[fandom-hoarder]

#'less beets in mine' #'...okay'

[july4thkisses]

“Turns out I’m living in a horror film where I’m both the killer and the final girl.” -You First by Paramore x 5.14 My Bloody Valentine

[samwinchesterdefender]

i find it so funny how so many sam stans' fav sam storyline is the demon blood era as if it's not his lowest point (it's me i'm sam stans)

[rottencaniness]

// no doubt //

— for Angel, @spnyuri —

rating: mature || word count: 1k+ || ao3 link

tags: sam/ruby, season 4, demon blood addict sam, boy king of hell sam, minor character death/brief description of injury/death, angry sam

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It's not that Ruby had planned on killing Dean, really she hadn't, but then he came at her with a knife and suddenly his neck was snapped per her demon powers. There's a recognized thought in the back of her mind that Sam is going to be pissed, upset, he's going to grieve all over again and it'll be hell all over again.

It's been a full year since Ruby showed up at Sam's motel room door with a hug about his dead brother and plan to get him to become just as powerful as he should be. Things have been working out marvelously- or they were- until some stupid Angel dragged Dean back up from hell and decided to throw a huge wrench in her plans, she has a mental note to kill him at some point. Sam's been drinking the demon blood to learn how to save more people, the nativity, but he's been doing what Ruby says so it's fine.

Only now she has his dead brother's body at her feet and about fifteen minutes to prepare for when Sam comes back from grabbing dinner for them all. She's been playing nice with Dean for Sam's sake. It hasn't been as hard as she assumed it'd be but it definitely hasn't been easy, she only wants Sam, she likes every little thing about him and could care less about what Dean does. He's also been severely blocking the more romantic part of Sam and Ruby's dynamic, Sam hasn't kissed her once in front of him, something she never thought she'd miss but longs for in a too desperate manner. She's a demon and shouldn't be this attached to a relationship with a human, but, this human is Sam Winchester soon-to-be-boy-king-of-hell, so she allows herself some grace.

She hefts Dean's body upwards and leans him back against the end of one of the motel beds, grimacing at how cold he's already become and the rather jarring dead person eyes staring back at her. How the fuck is she going to explain this? Get out of this? The knife Dean had tried to kill her with gets quickly kicked under the bed when she hears the rumble of the Impala pull into the parking lot, she does not need Sam trying to finish what Dean started.

"Sam! Sam, something's wrong with Dean!" The door gets thrown open and she yells out in the most frantic manner she can muster, she'll just lie her way out of this. Neither boy has ever been brought back to life before, she might be able to convince Sam that this was inevitable, as if Dean had a time limit to being alive again. His body isn't mangled and his head is still upright so it shouldn't be too hard to pull off.

"What happened?!" The bags of fast food get dropped onto the table in seconds as Sam's knees slam into the floor so he can be at his brother's level. His hands check Dean's pulse, going wide eyed when there isn't one, and he moves to push Dean to his back on the floor before starting compressions. They won't do anything.

"I- I don't know! He was fine and talking and then he just collapsed!" A pained noise leaves the back of Sam's throat and the compressions he's doing become slower, he obviously knows that he can't bring Dean back this time.

"Sam..." Ruby trails off with a hand on the center of Sam's back, a small frown on her lips when he turns to look at her with glossy eyes. No matter how demon she is and how much she follows Lucifer, she still feels certain things, maybe not how a human does or how she should, but it hurts to see Sam like this. It makes her want to beg for him to let Lucifer take over, that he'd fix Sam's problems and give him so much more.

"I- I thought I had him back for good." Fuck he looks so broken it almost makes Ruby want to revive Dean herself, almost.

"Did the Angel he was talking to say anything about a time limit on being back?" Not that that's how resurrection really works but Sam doesn't know that.

"No." A sudden surge of anger covers Sam's words, he stands abruptly and turns to Ruby, not showing half the sadness she was expecting and instead looking rather pissed off. It might be the demon blood coursing through him, she can tell he took a swig when he was picking up their food, or it might just be Sam finally getting angry the way she wants him to. If he thinks the Angel did this, he'll want revenge. A Winchester always wants revenge.

"What's going through your head Sam? Talk to me." One of her hands reaches to brush through Sam's hair, it's greasy from the running around they all did today, but she still thinks it's perfect. The brown locks were sculpted for Lucifer since his birth, he's made in Lucifer's image, there's not a single flaw about him. At least not one that can't be changed, Dean's gone and that eliminates half of the problems she was having with getting Sam to agree to Lucifer's request.

"I want Lilith dead, and I want Castiel back in heaven. It might've been God's orders to bring Dean back but to rip him away again is cruel, I don't care who said it was okay. God or Angel or whoever- they can't just take him away from me." There's rage practically dripping off of every word leaving Sam's mouth, Ruby loves it. Anger will get him to Lucifer, will get him to open that last gate, will get her recognized as the demon that got Lucifer his vessel. Both of them will be living highly and hell's rules will change with Sam's leading.

"You're almost strong enough to kill Lilith, I promise." Mere inches it seems.

"What can I do to make myself stronger faster?" A grin breaks across Ruby's face, while she's been trying to pace Sam on the demon blood so it works correctly, he's been on the stuff for so long she's sure she can up the dosage. It should be easy to retrieve considering his powers too.

"Drink more, then we kill Lilith, then deal with Castiel." Break Lucifer out of hell and take his place as Lucifer's vessel is in there too, Sam just doesn't know it yet.

"Let's go get more blood now." Impatient and angry, perfection. He doesn’t even look back at Dean's body, there's no doubt in Ruby's mind that Sam will let Lucifer in now.

[jarpadandjensens]

#SamWeek2023 | Day two : demon blood

[ @ghostsam @suncaptor ]

[soupwings]

suddenly had the need to draw samandy again. bloodfreak boyfriends anyone?

[toasty-broski]

So. Crowley is the “King of Hell” and Sam was going to be the “Boy King of Hell”. Crowley can control Hellhounds, does this mean that Sam has the ability to also control Hellhounds as well? In saying this, if Sam had started drinking demon blood in Season 3 instead of Season 4, would he have been able to keep the Hellhounds from killing Dean, thus preventing him from going to hell and starting the Apocalypse??

[samsrosary]

yellow eyes

[coffincanary]

I love Demon!Dean trying to kill Sam BUT what if the brotherly bond™ extended beyond the boundaries of humanity so instead of going to kill him, Dean subdues Sam and feeds him demon blood to awaken Sam's addiction again. Doing the thing Dean always wanted to but never really dared to properly do: bind Sam fully to him, his baby brother's happiness be damned, because Sammy drank his blood so Sammy is his and they will always be together now, the way they were meant to be Sam still has his powers, and they're strong, but not stronger than a knight of hell, and Dean makes sure to keep it that way. Ne never lets Sam drink from any other demon so his baby brother will always come back to him and Sam always does, he doesn't even try to break out or drink from someone else They go on a bender and do the most fucked up shit imaginable, because they bring out the worst in each other <3