Black is What I See of Me, Red is the Love You Give To Me

Dean's in for another long and fruitful night, but the blood sluggishly leaking out of him, Sam's new urge to touch at every waking moment, and the change of scenery give him a whole new outlook on what it means to be alive. Written for Trick or Treat Exchange for escherzo, with their prompt of Sam/Dean as murderers/serial killers. Blood/gore-filled Wincest.