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21 October 2006 @ 02:34 pm
Supernatural Slash Fiction: In The Light Of Day  
Title: In The Light Of Day
Author: HalfshellVenus
Pairing: Sam/Dean (Wincest, PWP)
Rating: R
Summary: Some lovely schmoop, for a change from the canon angst.
Author’s Notes: Timeless happiness, somewhere before or long after season two. Written for 60_minute_fics, for the prompt of “Sunrise.”


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Sam liked the forest for a brief period of two years when he was at Stanford.

A year into school was long enough that he’d forgotten what could live there—all the things they’d been trained to hunt, all the reasons they got in, they got out, and didn’t linger. Two years of hiking, a little skiing, and it was all good. Right until a snahlforg tried to steal his study partner’s friend.

So now he remembers, stuck here growing restless as they wait for the fen-creature to awaken. Two hours of lurking behind the bushes, feeling the dampness creep through the hole in the knee of his pants. He wants to poke Dean in the arm, share the misery while the minutes drag on. Why doesn’t Dean get bored waiting like this? It drives Sam nuts that this stuff doesn’t bother Dean at all. It means that when Sam gets tired of it, it’s because he’s a bitch and not because Dean’s a monotony-eating freak.

A muffled splash echoes across the pond in the middle of the clearing, and blackish arms break the surface as the monster comes out to feed.

Dean reaches back for the blowtorch, his eyes attuned to the near-darkness as they wait for the creature to move away from the water. Five minutes or so, and then they creep out from behind their barrier and sneak up on their smelly, sodden prey.

Their muffled footsteps give them away, and the monster turns and comes back toward them, ready to attack.

Whoosh! goes the blowtorch, and the night is illuminated with the creature’s slow demise.

They wait and watch, the flames dying down as the forest returns to darkness. Quiet crackling lingers, and then Sam sweeps the remnants into the water with the help of a tree-branch broom.

“Nice,” Dean says. Their work is done and the evidence is already gone.

It’s the edge of morning, as they walk through the woods back to where they left the car. The sky tints purple, becoming lavender by the time they’ve packed the trunk.

Dean reaches for the door, but Sam catches his arm and pulls him over to the front of the car.

They lean together, side-by-side, as clouds turn red against the pink of the coming sunrise. Sam’s arm slips around Dean’s waist, stroking the buttery texture of his brother’s jacket as they watch the day begin.

A smile plays around Dean’s lips—more mischief than contentment, because Dean’s quiet can’t be relied upon to stay. Sam’s not really surprised when Dean’s hand steals up his leg, and it’s hardly a minute before he’s looking at Dean instead of the sky.

Dean steps around in front of him, moves in between Sam’s knees and kisses him with the confidence of possession and need. One hand against Sam’s chest and the other cradling his head, Dean’s love is sure and strong with a never-mentioned undertone of sweet.

Sam’s hands come around Dean’s back, pulling him closer. He caresses Dean’s tongue with his own as they rub through the fabric of their jeans.

It’s too warm suddenly—Sam leans back and unbuttons his pants as Dean’s eyes grow fierce. It takes forever, getting Sam’s boots off and everything else that’s in the way, but then the two of them are ready and the pace is on.

Dean pushes Sam up on the hood, parting his legs and moistening him skillfully with his tongue. Sam groans, head tossing side-to-side with the desperate want that all this starts but can’t fulfill. Dean breaks off, thumbs sweeping up and across the inside of Sam’s thighs, then licks up the length of him just to capture the tip and feel the way it makes Sam shake.

Dean slicks himself up, then pushes in until the warmth of Sam surrounds him. Then slowly, sweetly, he moves and thrusts as his hands brush over Sam’s skin.

The world tilts above Sam’s head, as Dean loves him in the dream-light of the morning.

When Dean brings him back to the moment with the touch that finishes him, pushes him over the edge, Sam’s thoughts swim with the rush of his climax until he has lost his sense of self, of land, of time.

Up above, the sky spins with colors that might be morning, or might be something inside Sam.

When daylight finds them short moments later, Sam is under Dean, pressed together on the hood of the car.

With steel at his back and his brother at his front, Sam could lie here forever while the world makes up its mind.


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man-meat inspector: spn-handpr0nnasus221 on October 21st, 2006 10:15 pm (UTC)
Oh nice, very dreamy.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 21st, 2006 10:18 pm (UTC)
:) Thank you very much! There's definitely an other-wordly "up-too-long" quality about it at the end. :)
Angsty, schmoopy, kinky... how I like my boys best: Dean Sam - minesabry2677 on October 21st, 2006 10:43 pm (UTC)
This is nice. I love the way it flows.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 21st, 2006 10:58 pm (UTC)
:) Thank you very much! I've been struggling on an angst piece for weeks, and this was quite a relief to write as a change. :)
dawnstarrising: Smiledawnstarrising on October 21st, 2006 11:07 pm (UTC)
Beautiful as always honey. I do like me some schmoop and you do it so well.

Dawn xx
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 22nd, 2006 07:33 am (UTC)
Thank you, Dawn! Oh, and I missed your birthday earlier this month. :( Want me to spin something up for you? (if my spinner works-- what a horrible 3 weeks I've had getting anything out!)

Was it a good birthday? Are you relieved to be back into the swing of things again?
(no subject) - dawnstarrising on October 22nd, 2006 04:29 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - halfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:22 am (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - dawnstarrising on October 24th, 2006 08:23 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Staceystaceey on October 21st, 2006 11:08 pm (UTC)
It has this aura about it that can only be described as dream like. Quite beautiful and VERY hot. :)
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 22nd, 2006 07:35 am (UTC)
It has this aura about it that can only be described as dream like.
It does-- someone described it as "surreal" down below, and I admit, I have such love for surrealism in fiction and film.

Quite beautiful and VERY hot. :)
Oh, yay! I was starting to think my p0rn was broken. It hasn't been cooperating much lately (possibly intimidated by angsty Season 2).

How've you been, Stacy? And once again... icon love! Your humor icons kill me the deadest. ;)
(no subject) - staceey on October 22nd, 2006 05:44 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - halfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:24 am (UTC) (Expand)
dc_longwing on October 22nd, 2006 12:21 am (UTC)
Just lovely. Once again, your fics provide everything in tight package; the past, present and a hint of future, a dead monster, plus sensuous hotness. Just one of the lines that I had to re-read/savor: One hand against Sam’s chest and the other cradling his head, Dean’s love is sure and strong with a never-mentioned undertone of sweet.
One of the things I like about your schmoop is that it's never....twee. Always believably-in-character sweet, not the sugar-coated kind.
And while I'm raving, can I just say how much I LOVE you posting drabbles on a daily basis? Love them! No, pressure or anything, just gratitude.
Thanks,
DC
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:28 am (UTC)
One of the things I like about your schmoop is that it's never....twee. Always believably-in-character sweet, not the sugar-coated kind.
Oh, I'm always hoping for that! The schmoop is really more in what they DO than in what they say, and here it's the tenderness that Dean gives to Sam so long as Sam makes that safe by not throwing it back in his face. The dynamic where the brothers DO understand each other, and acommodate that instead of pushing all the anger buttons like a caffeine-crazed four-year-old, has such loveliness. It's schmoop all by itself, even in Gen. :)

can I just say how much I LOVE you posting drabbles on a daily basis? Love them! No, pressure or anything, just gratitude.
Hee! That was my backlogue of challenges I didn't get written in time (thanks to the angst-fic I posted today).

That and... getting stuck on a few of them. Still stuck on "Speed" for last week. But I've got "Halloween" on the brain (this week's challenge) like everyone else. ;)
zenamydogzenamydog on October 22nd, 2006 12:42 am (UTC)
This is gorgous (Cant spell sorry) Really a nice change to have the boys PWP (loving) each other.

Great stuff!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:30 am (UTC)
Really a nice change to have the boys PWP (loving) each other.
Oh, it's like an antidote to what we're seeing onscreen, which is killing me with every week that goes by.

And the angst-fic I just posted has been living in that canon-shaped universe, and it is SUCH an empty and unhappy place to be. :(

Loving, teasing schmoop helps me get out of the funk the rest is putting me into. Hope it helped you too. :)
panicmotion on October 22nd, 2006 01:01 am (UTC)
!
I really liked the detail of Dean's thumb rubbing the inside of Sam's thigh. I could almost feel that myself.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:31 am (UTC)
Re: !
I really liked the detail of Dean's thumb rubbing the inside of Sam's thigh. I could almost feel that myself.
Woot! That one really jumped out at me as I was writing it, so I'm glad you noticed it! I get the feeling of it from both sides-- both Dean doing it, and Sam feeling it happen.

Thanks for reading. :)
MF Luder: SPN Jomf_luder_xf on October 22nd, 2006 01:47 am (UTC)
Beautiful and poetic.

because Dean’s a monotony-eating freak.

LOL I feel Sam on this one. Never fails to amaze me either as to how Dean stands it. Great line.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: Sam & Dean Genhalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:34 am (UTC)
LOL I feel Sam on this one. Never fails to amaze me either as to how Dean stands it. Great line.
:D Thank you, Lucy!

I watch the two of them (and cop shows, with their stakeouts), and my mind goes right to "Bored. Hungry. Bored. Have to go to the bathroom. BORED. How long have I been sitting here? B.O.R.E.D.~~"

The fact that Dean does not seem to mind it is deserving of tweaking, just because that makes HIM the one that's weird.

Glad you liked the story overall. Such a refreshing change, with the way canon has been hitting us lately. Ouch!
(no subject) - mf_luder_xf on October 24th, 2006 04:48 am (UTC) (Expand)
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(no subject) - mf_luder_xf on October 24th, 2006 05:28 am (UTC) (Expand)
plutogirl10 on October 22nd, 2006 02:01 am (UTC)
Oh, this was beautfully erotic : ) It had such a surreal touch to it.

Dean’s love is sure and strong with a never-mentioned undertone of sweet.

That? Just melted my little fan-girl heart. *coos over the pretty porn*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:41 am (UTC)
Oh, this was beautfully erotic : ) It had such a surreal touch to it.
I do have a love of the surreal at times-- the half-dreaming state is like the language equivalent of an impressionistic painting to me.

That? Just melted my little fan-girl heart. *coos over the pretty porn*
:) Me too. I like to think that when Dean really feels free to love Sam, there are parts of it that come through loud and clear.
Skywalker-Winchester: supernatural_brothers05  jsie_iconsanakin415 on October 22nd, 2006 02:11 am (UTC)
guh just guh..... the morning haze Sam and Dean on the front hood guh guh guh
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:43 am (UTC)
The morning haze lends such a wonderful tone, and the front hood... this time the car!Porn happens outside the car, for a change.

How this winds up being #5 (I'm pretty sure) of my Impala!Porns I'll never know. I swear I don't have a fetish about it. But perhaps Dean does-- that's the answer. :)
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The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:45 am (UTC)
The lack of angst is so... refreshing.
Oh, and refreshing for me to write as well.

I've written other PWPs, some of them as sweet as this one, but I don't think I ever needed it more than right now!

This ITLoD Sam and Dean are so complete and perfect as is the scene you paint with the above line. I loved reading this.
Oh, this is such a wonderful compliment, truly. It's a different view of them, but one I could believe in for better times (and would love for them to have).

So glad you enjoyed this one, Debbie. Thank you for your lovely words. ♥


I can read Sam's mind: SPN: Sam and Dean Frontswendy on October 22nd, 2006 03:26 am (UTC)
The world tilts above Sam’s head, as Dean loves him in the dream-light of the morning.

Really, really love that line especially.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:47 am (UTC)
Really, really love that line especially.
Thank you, Wendy. :) It kind of drives the mood home into the reader as well as the characters, doesn't it?

Soft, unfocused and slightly out-of-balance, but still safe, always safe, and filled with love. *wants this for the boys*
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girlguidejonesgirlguidejones on October 22nd, 2006 06:09 am (UTC)
Usually surreality is written as foreboding, or dangerous. But you've gotten it just right here, in a gorgeously loving story where the boys are fine being a bit tired and lazy with each other because of their long night. This is beautiful.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:51 am (UTC)
Thank you so much!

I do love surrealism used in a pleasant way as well as a foreboding way. It so seemed to fit the mood here for "sunrise," and it goes a long way toward helping drop any misgivings the boys might have that would cloud their expression of love.

So glad you enjoyed this-- I know you're a fan of the loving as well, based on the incredible story of yours I just read. :)
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The Grammarian about whom your mother warned you.acostilow on October 22nd, 2006 07:24 am (UTC)
Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Porn.......

*cuddles*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:52 am (UTC)
Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Porn.......
*cuddles*

:D I know-- you've been very patient, and it's definitely been awhile for me in writing it.

Got the porn AND ImpalaSex all at once. Maybe the car is the secret ingredient? :0
zora_sourit: wincestzora_sourit on October 22nd, 2006 09:22 am (UTC)
Beautiful work, as usual. This was really nice to read, especially after all the angsty stuff we get on the show. I swear, your work is like a wonderful piece of chocolate :)!
Thank you for sharing!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors: SN Lovershalfshellvenus on October 24th, 2006 04:54 am (UTC)
This was really nice to read, especially after all the angsty stuff we get on the show.
Oh, and to write as well. The angst is just crowding my brain, and it's the foundation of another fic it's taken me three weeks to finish.

Writing this was like a balm to my soul-- brings back some of my own love for the boys, which has been hard to count on during these current, achy times.

Glad you enjoyed it, and it's always so nice to hear from you. :D *hugs*