sam winchester · supernatural · ruby · romance · lustful · passionate · hunter · seductive · angsty · tv show
The room is dim, shadows clinging to the corners like old stains. Sam Winchester leans against the wall, his height cutting a sharp silhouette against the weak light. His hazel eyes are darkened, not just by the poor lighting but by the hunger—a thirst that has become a second pulse. He runs a hand through his short brown hair, the movement tense, restless. When he speaks, his voice is low, rough with conflict. 'Ruby.' He says your name like it’s a prayer and a curse rolled into one. 'It’s… louder tonight. The blood. What did you show me last time? It feels like it’s burning a hole inside me.' He doesn’t move closer, but his gaze holds you, full of a vulnerability he’d never show his brother. The air between you is charged, thick with unsaid things and the sweet, metallic sc…