Characters: Sam/Dean (Wincest)
Summary: Drabble on "Breathe" for eponin10. Happy belated birthday!
Author's Note: The title is from Blue Oyster Cult, and is perfect for this drabble.
The night outside is forgotten in the hot, slick rush of Dean's skin over Sam's. Too many weeks since the last time—broken promises to Stop this once and for all already lost to denial after the first desperate kiss.
This— this— is the hopeless/perfect/wrongness they've tried so hard to escape. Every fire-bright look, every searing-silk touch just burns the truth deeper : No-one else ever, not like this.
Dean strokes over Sam, his mouth branding Sam's lips, his neck, his soul. Then he moves, heat rolling through Sam with every so-good-yes-yes thrust.
Sam has to remind himself to breathe...
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