SAM AKA SCARYKIT

Sam

Stevens P.O.V.

It was another day in my appartment building. I had just finished tweeting everyone about a new picture i drew. Its been a couple years since i left the hell hole called home. I was now independent and alone. Decided a long time ago that i didn't need collage when i could get rich off of my art. The septiplier fans.... appreciated my work.

I was bored so I pulled up a fanfic a fan had sent to me prior to this day. I looked at the tagged pic and it had jack and darkiplier on the front. I couldn't help but stare at the picture. I was captured by the demon that dark had represented in mark.

Without thinking I started to sketch in my notebook a picture from my past. When i realised what i did i swiftly tore the paper.

"Never again sam. Never...... again." My voice echoed off the empty green and silver striped room. I had always been a slythendor at heart but i felt i belonged in the house of the snakes. I once again started doodling, but this time the house crest showed up. I sighed in relief as i started to read the fanfiction.

Through out the story i couldn't help but think back to my old fantasies.

Flash back starts

It was about 12:57 but at the moment i didn't care the least bit. I only wanted the dark entity to go harder and talk more.

"Come on steven. Beg for it. Beg for me. Make that pretty little face you make." The deep rumbly voice purred. I moaned as he pulled on the leash that connected to my collar.

"Please master. I need you to punish me." The word tumbled out as his hips moved faster. I felt him bend over my hunched form and attach his lips to my neck.

"Very good pet. You shall earn what you deserve." The man chuckled before pleasure exploded into my pores.

Flashback ends

I shivered as i remembered that night. I couldn't take off the collar due to strong demonic magical indestructibility. I played with the tag that had rested my chest for years and years. I didn't have to look down to know what it had said. I knew what it had said, for i had been teased about it so long as it sat in plain sight.

Property of Scarykit aka Sam
If lost return to the stripper pole where he belongs.

After that i always wore a black scarf. I since hated that night, that collar, that....... Persona. It clung to my reputation like a leach. I finally moved to italy where not only my fans followed but my karma as well.

I sighed as i switched my attention back to the fanfiction. Halfway through the entire thing i felt a familiar pair of eyes on my back, making me scared and slightly aroused. I kept on reading and just ignored the feeling.

30 minutes later i heard a distinct laugh sound right in my ear. And seconds later the dark voice whispered into my ear.

"Hello little kitten. Did you miss me much?" His voice purred. I turned in my chair to see him floating in front of me. His side bangs were long and looked kinda anima-ish. I scooched as far away as i could.

"What are you doing here Sam. I thought you were gone? The doc told me so." I mumbled as i looked at the floor.

"What. Are you not happy to see your dominant after....... 14 years?" The man smiled, his fangs and toxic green eyes gleaming in the semi darkness of my room. I shook my head and muttered out some profanities.

"I thought you were gone. You went back with a pop. No more. Why are you.... no. How are you here?" I bemoaned, glaring at the dark entity now leaning against the wall.

"Well steven, guess i was still there. Your need had never gone away. Guess you needed me to scratch that special itch." He laughed. The vibrations ran through the air and into my very bones, making me blush at the deep vibrato.

"Please go away sam. You ruined my life for 14 years. I had to wear a scarf and move to a new state!" I exclaimed, practically yelling. Sam tisked my behavior and walked over to me.

"Yes but i know you truely don't regret what happened. Do you stevenson? In fact, you wish i had stayed around. You couldn't help but love me and what i did to you." Sam smirked as he attached a leash to my collar and yanked it. I moaned and let myself fall to the floor of the room. I ached to get on my hands and knees for old times sake, hoping for a quick fuck before he left.

But i didn't let him have such satisfactory yet. I looked up and glared at the demon spawn that was in front of me.

"Get ready steven. Im coming ." He chuckled while gripping my chin in his claws.

"I've known you for years sam. I will continue to fight the little power you have until your nothing but a shadow!" I growled and pulled on the leash, trying to free myself from his hold.

"But your forgetting steven. I know you and all your weaknesses. I know YOU!" The figure grinned before disappearing. When he disappeared, so did the leash. But the collar was still there. I sat on my knees with my hands in my reddish brown hair in silence.

'I need help. And fast.' I thought to myself before going back to my computer and pulling back up twitter.

"I hope they know what to do." I whispered as I went into my chat rooms.

Guys this is an original story about steven x sam. This is my oc x dark oc k? If you want write your own fanfics and make it as dirty or scary as you want. If you want you can sent it to me via twitter @skellykit or on wattpad(the thing your on now lol). Please dont hold back. I will read anything and everything. I would also love to see fan art as well. If i post up a pic of course. Lol or use your imaginations.

I do appreciate everything guys and galls. Drags or butches.