Challenge #36 Snow Title: Dirty Play
Author: hpfangirl71
Title: Dirty Play
Fandom: Supernatural
Bonus: Yes, 3 in the first drabble and 3 in the 2nd drabble
Team: Fire
Challenge: #36 Snow
Pairing Category: Slash: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester
Rating: R
Warnings: Incest, Implied Sexual Content
Summary/Other Info: Also written for prompts #9 and #17: Cold and Dirty for 1drabble
Dean plays dirty in a snowball fight.
Dirty Play by HPFangirl71
Sam shivered as the cold, wet snow slipped down the back of his collar.
“Dean!” he growled loudly.
His voice was met with the mocking laughter of his big brother. He turned and then ducked just in time to miss being hit by another of Dean’s well packed snowballs. They were in the middle of a hunt, but leave it to Dean to find time for play.
Okay, he wanted to play… Sam could play.
Dean was shocked by Sam’s sudden momentum, enough so, that he was easily thrown to the ground and met with a face full of snow.
*************
Sam relished his small victory, but only momentarily before Dean turned the tables. Rolling him onto his back, Dean pinned Sam’s hands within the sparkling snow surrounding them.
“Dean, get off me!”
Instead, Dean rolled his hips forward, rubbing himself against Sam’s groin. Sam moaned softly and felt his cock thicken within his jeans.
“Dammit, Dean, that’s playing dirty!”
“So surrender…” Dean whispered; pressing his warm, wet lips against his brother’s mouth.
“Dean... Please… Not here…” Sam garbled out submissively.
“So why’re we still outside?” Dean replied flippantly, as he rose and turned toward the hotel with an inviting wink.
Title: Dirty Play
Fandom: Supernatural
Bonus: Yes, 3 in the first drabble and 3 in the 2nd drabble
Team: Fire
Challenge: #36 Snow
Pairing Category: Slash: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester
Rating: R
Warnings: Incest, Implied Sexual Content
Summary/Other Info: Also written for prompts #9 and #17: Cold and Dirty for 1drabble
Dean plays dirty in a snowball fight.
Dirty Play by HPFangirl71
Sam shivered as the cold, wet snow slipped down the back of his collar.
“Dean!” he growled loudly.
His voice was met with the mocking laughter of his big brother. He turned and then ducked just in time to miss being hit by another of Dean’s well packed snowballs. They were in the middle of a hunt, but leave it to Dean to find time for play.
Okay, he wanted to play… Sam could play.
Dean was shocked by Sam’s sudden momentum, enough so, that he was easily thrown to the ground and met with a face full of snow.
*************
Sam relished his small victory, but only momentarily before Dean turned the tables. Rolling him onto his back, Dean pinned Sam’s hands within the sparkling snow surrounding them.
“Dean, get off me!”
Instead, Dean rolled his hips forward, rubbing himself against Sam’s groin. Sam moaned softly and felt his cock thicken within his jeans.
“Dammit, Dean, that’s playing dirty!”
“So surrender…” Dean whispered; pressing his warm, wet lips against his brother’s mouth.
“Dean... Please… Not here…” Sam garbled out submissively.
“So why’re we still outside?” Dean replied flippantly, as he rose and turned toward the hotel with an inviting wink.