Category: Sam/Dean (slash)
Spoilers: Skin (but mostly AU)
Disclaimer: Not mine. Wish they were.
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Sam’s head finally lifted slightly and he smiled at Dean, and that was the last thing in the world Dean expected. He’d watched Sam wake up hundreds of times, and on occasion they were even wound around each other just like this. But Sam had always casually pulled back. It was never a complete rejection, but there was always the feeling that he was undoing a mistake, that it wasn’t quite where he wanted to be.
Sam’s smile right now was so full, so accepting, that Dean was afraid to move lest he shatter some kind of spell.
Sam’s fingertips brushed over Dean’s shoulder gently, and then his attention was drawn to his own skin, exposed and slightly chilling in the air.
“So, were you trying to have your wicked way with me while I slept?” Sam teased.
Dean sputtered out a denial. “No! I—No! I would never do that!”
Sam laughed, and ducked his head, leaning into Dean’s neck. “It’s all right Dean, relax—really.” Sam’s fingers brushed Dean’s throat as he looked up at him again. “I didn’t say I minded,” he pointed out.
“What?” Dean heard the squeak in his own voice, and winced. Why was it so easy for Sam to make him feel like a complete idiot?
“I might need some psycho from the legions of hell to point it out to me, but I’m not completely blind now to what’s going on.”
Dean’s mind struggled with the distraction of Sam’s body against his, and the intense look Sam was giving his lower lip. “What do you mean, what’s going on?”
“Well…” Sam rocked his hip against Dean, making contact with the erection Dean had hoped was long gone. “This, for instance.”
“Um,” Dean began hopelessly, searching for inspiration, and why was Sam looking at him now like he was the cutest thing ever?
When Sam’s mouth suddenly covered his own, Dean stopped caring about details and dignity and everything else. His body became one with the long moan that was stretching out of him at this touch. Sam’s thumb gently caressed Dean’s lip as he kissed through it, through Dean and they lost themselves in each other.
Sam’s mouth moved down to Dean’s neck, nuzzling, nipping and sucking at the skin there while Dean forgot to move. The hand opening his jeans and sliding inside brought him back in a hurry, and he grabbed Sam’s wrist.
“Wait,” Dean said breathlessly. “I don’t want you rushing into anything. Not after what happened. We should slow down, take it easy.” He looked down into Sam’s eyes, searching for any signs of uncertainty. “You have to be sure this is what you want. Not just what you think I want.”
Sam’s laughter was not the answer Dean expected. “Dean. I’m practically naked here. I’ve been sucking on your tongue, and I’m halfway to jerking you off. Do you seriously think I’m confused about what’s going on?”
“Well okay, no,” Dean said. “I just want to be sure you won’t regret this later.”
Sam’s hand stroked Dean through his jeans, and Dean nearly swallowed his own tongue.
“Dude? Not looking for a Dr. Phil moment here. Shut up.” And Sam’s kiss silenced Dean’s words, his doubts and his thoughts.
Sam had pushed down the jeans, and was grasping Dean now, stroking and pulling while his tongue worshipped Dean’s mouth. The hand on his back warmed and caressed Sam’s naked skin, and the hand pushing on his ass was pulling the towel out between them. Dean guided Sam on top of him, trapping their hardness between them, and the clumsy friction swept through Sam like a jolt. This was the single hottest thing that had ever happened to him, and he gathered Dean up against him, kissing him, thrusting against his belly and rubbing them both together.
The little noises Dean was making into his mouth tore through Sam, and then he was spilling all over Dean’s stomach, warming the space between them with a slick and luxuriant heat.
And then the feeling of that tight, wet pressure made Dean bite down on Sam’s lip as he climaxed suddenly, his arms trapping Sam against him. “Oh, Sammy… Sammy” Dean breathed, and his own name floated back to him as the world fell away.