Dean's been breaking his brother down mind and body for years. It hurts everytime - like words, like love. All the rips and tears Dean makes with his ham-fisted dreams and romantic notions of normalcy that Sam will never had (had once, twice, won't ever have again); all the cracks of him Dean fills with words and fists that amount to the broken picture Sam's become.
It hurts them both.
There's no words, no feelings for the way Dean breaks him apart, tender touch to calm his nerves, flayed skin stitched together painstakingly slowly, and each time Sam grits his teeth and bears it, for love, for Dean. Each time, Dean tears him apart, just to put him back together again.
In the quiet between breaths, no one takes the time to question who is really the broken one.
Eliot grinned through the curtain of his hair and dodged another blow. Pain was sharpening his senses and sending a low current through his whole body and the taste of blood was on his tongue. His opponent was wearing a similar sharp grin as he once again launched himself towards Eliot who this time dodged the punch but stepped in to lock the other man in a grapple. "You gonna keep on with the foreplay all evening or are we just about done...", he spoke low into Raylan's ear and pulled the other man closer to his chest with an arm trapped between them. "Stopping already, I'm disappointed..." Raylan drawled. Eliot tightened his grip, pulling a gasp from the other man. "Stopping? Oh, son, I'm just gettin' started...", he said with a growl and relished Raylan's answering full body shiver.
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It hurts them both.
There's no words, no feelings for the way Dean breaks him apart, tender touch to calm his nerves, flayed skin stitched together painstakingly slowly, and each time Sam grits his teeth and bears it, for love, for Dean. Each time, Dean tears him apart, just to put him back together again.
In the quiet between breaths, no one takes the time to question who is really the broken one.
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"You gonna keep on with the foreplay all evening or are we just about done...", he spoke low into Raylan's ear and pulled the other man closer to his chest with an arm trapped between them.
"Stopping already, I'm disappointed..." Raylan drawled.
Eliot tightened his grip, pulling a gasp from the other man. "Stopping? Oh, son, I'm just gettin' started...", he said with a growl and relished Raylan's answering full body shiver.
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