Surrounds and Drowns and Washes Me Away
Supernatural
Sam/Dean; R
100 words
A/N: for the "it's the fall that'll kill you" prompt at
100_ghosts. Spoilers for "Born Under a Bad Sign."
Sam wakes up.
It feels like that, like snapping awake from a nightmare of paralysis and puppetry to find himself sweat-soaked and jizz-sticky, Dean's purpled wrists in his hands and his cock buried in Dean's ass.
Mostly it happens in the second before he comes, that half-breath and last desperate shove of his hips, too late to stop. He says Dean's name like an apology, and the way Dean looks at him is all fearful hope and cautious recognition.
Sam tries to hold on, but his fingers are too slick, his vision kaleidoscoping, and slipping away again feels like undertow.