Swings and Roundabouts, 5/7, Sam/Dean
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darkhavensAuthor: darkhavens
Title: Swings and Roundabouts, 5/7
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13 for now
Words: 557
Warnings: Wincest and wet, naked Dean.
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
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stagesoflove 2006, Round 3, 'Seven Deadly Sins' and 'Seven Heavenly Virtues', #5 - Lust // Hope
#1 Pride // Faith, #2 Gluttony // Temperance, #3 Envy // Justice, #4 Anger // Prudence.
Lust // Hope
Sam almost trips on his way up the stairs - on his way to Dean. Dean, in the shower, hot, wet and wanting him. Missouri says it and he knows it's true because every moment he's away from Dean he wants him too.
That first wave of frantic lust carries him up the rest of the stairs and along the hall to where the bathroom door waits, closed but not locked. The handle turns easily beneath his fingers and then he stills, frozen by the reality of what's just happened. Someone knows. Missouri knows. Knows and - what? Understands? Accepts? Does she has she will she see them together if he opens this door and does what he urgently, ardently wants to?
He knows the thought of someone watching this should make him step back, step down and back away, but it doesn't. It spurs him on. For the first time in forever this isn't a dirty little secret, something to hide from friends and family, from prying outside eyes. This time they have a witness. It makes him harder. And to think he's always accusing Dean of being the kinky one. Maybe it's in the blood.
The door handle turns and slips away from his loose grasp and suddenly they're face to face.
The towel around Dean's hips is small and frayed and barely gives a glancing nod towards propriety. It comes off easily under Sam's hands and a vivid spark of understanding flashes to life in Dean's eye.
"Sammy? I didn't hear Missouri go out."
"She didn't."
The words are absently spoken; Sam's focussed entirely on Dean's wet skin. Whole acres of skin - naked, wet and begging for the touch of his fingers, lips, tongue, teeth and cock.
"She knows."
The immediate twitch of Dean's cock has Sam grinning and tugging him back towards the bedroom.
"She sent me up here. Missouri knows, Dean. She thinks this will help me focus, will help me do what I need to do."
Sam makes sure the bedroom door is securely closed behind them then turns back, breathlessly eager. Dean is standing at the foot of the bed, one hip and head cocked, a sultry pout emphasising his already full lips. Sam falls a little further in love.
"So… What?" Dean's eyebrow lifts in enquiry. "I'm just a means to an end? You only want me to get your mojo working?"
Sam grabs a double handful of fabric and tugs up, dragging multiple layers of clothing over his head in one go. Once he's down to a plain white wifebeater, he stops.
"I'm sorry, Dean. You're right; I'm just using you. I'll go down to the bar and find some other guy to fuck my brains out. Don't wait up."
A split second later he's plastered face first against the door, hands pinned to the wood on either side of his head. His hips tilt automatically, grinding back into the hot, hard column of flesh that Dean is sporting.
"You're so fucking predictable, man." Sam squirms as Dean mouths the tendon in his neck. "You gotta know I'd never step out on you."
Dean bites down and pushes Sam even harder against the door.
"You know I'd kick your preppy ass if you tried."
He steps back and licks his lips as Sam turns.
"Now get naked."
Greed // Charity
Title: Swings and Roundabouts, 5/7
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13 for now
Words: 557
Warnings: Wincest and wet, naked Dean.
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Notes: Written for
stagesoflove 2006, Round 3, 'Seven Deadly Sins' and 'Seven Heavenly Virtues', #5 - Lust // Hope#1 Pride // Faith, #2 Gluttony // Temperance, #3 Envy // Justice, #4 Anger // Prudence.
Lust // Hope
Sam almost trips on his way up the stairs - on his way to Dean. Dean, in the shower, hot, wet and wanting him. Missouri says it and he knows it's true because every moment he's away from Dean he wants him too.
That first wave of frantic lust carries him up the rest of the stairs and along the hall to where the bathroom door waits, closed but not locked. The handle turns easily beneath his fingers and then he stills, frozen by the reality of what's just happened. Someone knows. Missouri knows. Knows and - what? Understands? Accepts? Does she has she will she see them together if he opens this door and does what he urgently, ardently wants to?
He knows the thought of someone watching this should make him step back, step down and back away, but it doesn't. It spurs him on. For the first time in forever this isn't a dirty little secret, something to hide from friends and family, from prying outside eyes. This time they have a witness. It makes him harder. And to think he's always accusing Dean of being the kinky one. Maybe it's in the blood.
The door handle turns and slips away from his loose grasp and suddenly they're face to face.
The towel around Dean's hips is small and frayed and barely gives a glancing nod towards propriety. It comes off easily under Sam's hands and a vivid spark of understanding flashes to life in Dean's eye.
"Sammy? I didn't hear Missouri go out."
"She didn't."
The words are absently spoken; Sam's focussed entirely on Dean's wet skin. Whole acres of skin - naked, wet and begging for the touch of his fingers, lips, tongue, teeth and cock.
"She knows."
The immediate twitch of Dean's cock has Sam grinning and tugging him back towards the bedroom.
"She sent me up here. Missouri knows, Dean. She thinks this will help me focus, will help me do what I need to do."
Sam makes sure the bedroom door is securely closed behind them then turns back, breathlessly eager. Dean is standing at the foot of the bed, one hip and head cocked, a sultry pout emphasising his already full lips. Sam falls a little further in love.
"So… What?" Dean's eyebrow lifts in enquiry. "I'm just a means to an end? You only want me to get your mojo working?"
Sam grabs a double handful of fabric and tugs up, dragging multiple layers of clothing over his head in one go. Once he's down to a plain white wifebeater, he stops.
"I'm sorry, Dean. You're right; I'm just using you. I'll go down to the bar and find some other guy to fuck my brains out. Don't wait up."
A split second later he's plastered face first against the door, hands pinned to the wood on either side of his head. His hips tilt automatically, grinding back into the hot, hard column of flesh that Dean is sporting.
"You're so fucking predictable, man." Sam squirms as Dean mouths the tendon in his neck. "You gotta know I'd never step out on you."
Dean bites down and pushes Sam even harder against the door.
"You know I'd kick your preppy ass if you tried."
He steps back and licks his lips as Sam turns.
"Now get naked."
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on 2006-06-19 04:27 am (UTC)*begs* More?
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on 2006-06-19 04:39 am (UTC)Ohhhhh niiiiice!
*groans* I'm sooo glad there's seven sins and virtues.
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on 2006-06-19 05:05 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-06-19 10:47 am (UTC)*Love...*
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on 2006-06-19 10:57 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-06-19 12:26 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-06-19 12:43 pm (UTC)> "Now get naked."
::bounces::
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on 2006-06-19 04:39 pm (UTC)Yis!
*bounce*
I like the realization that someone knowing isn't exactly a turn off.
Wheeeee!
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on 2006-06-19 10:39 pm (UTC)there is only 2 more w t f can we make up some more sins ?? I mean surely Sam Winchester is a walking sin # 8 and Dean Winchester is a walking sin # 9......
I know I know I just had to try LOL
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on 2006-06-19 10:54 pm (UTC)Hee, Dean said 'preppy'. *grins like an idiot*
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on 2006-06-26 06:08 am (UTC)Thanks again! *hugs*
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on 2006-06-26 06:11 am (UTC)Only seven... *sigh* And only one to go!
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on 2006-06-26 06:15 am (UTC)Six sets down now, only one left. :(
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on 2006-06-26 06:16 am (UTC)Thank you! :D
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on 2006-06-26 06:18 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-06-26 06:23 am (UTC)Toppy!Dean and teasing bottom!Sammy is my favourite flavour of Wincest too, though I like to sample others regularly, just for variety. ;)
Part 6 just went up, but you'll have to wait for the 7th and final part for naked Dean. :P
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on 2006-06-26 06:24 am (UTC)Thanks! :D
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on 2006-06-26 06:26 am (UTC)Thankee! (Last one, for now, I think. *g*)
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on 2006-06-26 06:28 am (UTC)Thank you!
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on 2006-06-26 06:30 am (UTC)I like to think that Dean has spent Sam's college years storing up all sorts of relevant insults, just so he can make his life hell when he comes back. *g*
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on 2006-07-05 05:48 am (UTC)Secondly, I like the easy assumption that there isn't anyone else - there couldn't be.
Lovely. :)
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on 2006-07-15 02:30 am (UTC)Dean attack in 3, 2.. :D
♥
You're having an absolute ball with this pairing aren't you? :)
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on 2006-07-15 02:33 am (UTC)Thank you! *smooch*
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on 2006-07-15 02:35 am (UTC)