7x18 Comment-fic Meme

[glovered]

Hello! lazy-daze and I have decided that the time for comment-fic is now. In this past episode, Sam and Dean get shwasted Dean says, "I miss these talks." However, we do not see said talk on-screen.

AND THUS, THE INCEPTION OF:

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It Sounded Like A Good Idea At The Time, pt 3

[juice817]

Suddenly Dean's fingers were gone and his dick was against Sam's hole and the pressure built until Dean pushed hard and in and all the way and finally, oh god, so good. Full and too much and exactly what Sam needed. He curled his fingers uselessly against the brick and clenched his muscles around the solid length in his ass as he moaned long and low.

"That's it, Sammy," Dean murmured in his ear, his warmth pressed against Sam's back. "God, you feel so good." His hand settled on Sam's hip, the other lifting to curl around Sam's fist. Sam quickly opened his fingers to thread them through Dean's and squeeze. "Fuck you so hard."

"Always talk too fucking much when you're drunk," Sam grumbled. "Just fucking fuck me already, Jesus."

Dean's hand slid from Sam's hip to his stomach and started to thrust, hips rolling slowly at first. Sam made an impatient noise and Dean started fucking faster, shoving in hard, punching a grunt from Sam's lungs with each time he bottomed out. Finally it was Dean who got impatient; he pulled his hand free of Sam's and stepped back, tugging Sam's hips with him. He kicked at Sam's foot to spread his legs wider until the denim was digging into Sam's skin. Sam braced himself against the wall and tilted his hips back and moaned as Dean began pounding into him, hard enough that Sam knew he'd have bruises and god. Fucking hell, so good, the slide in and out and the sound of their skin slapping and Dean groaning and his own dick was leaking so much it was dripping down his dick and over his balls.

"Touch yourself," Dean said, dropping his forehead to Sam's back. "Sammy, c'mon, need you to come, wanna feel it on my dick when you lose it."

"Oh yeah." Sam had kind of forgotten to jack himself, brain fried by the drinking and the way Dean was plowing his ass. He felt his cheeks flush harder and shifted to grab himself. Oh. Oh, yeah. So much better. Sam's fist moved faster, squeezing on the upstoke, dragging his thumb over the top. He threw his head back and groaned so loudly everyone had to hear it but he couldn't stop, needed more, pleasure sparking up his spine until it broke, hard, Sam's body jerking helplessly as Dean fucked him through it and he came all over the brick wall.

Sam was still shaking, knees locked to stay standing, head pressed against the wall so hard he knew he'd have an impression of the brick in his skin, hand slowing but still stroking to squeeze the last few drops out of his dick. For the first time since being re-souled his mind was finally completely blank. He felt Dean jerk and finish and fill his ass, and moaned softly as he heard the squelching sounds of Dean's last few thrusts. Dean pushed in hard again, as deep as he could, and wrapped one arm around Sam's waist to hold him close. He bit sloppily at Sam's back, and Sam's dick pulsed again, leaking a few more drops.

They stayed there linked and pressed together for several long moments, until Sam registered the wet slide down his legs as Dean's come leaking out of his ass. "Dude," he said lazily, voice thick with afterglow. "You're so gross. Never doing this again, you fucker."

Dean pulled back, pushing his fingers in as soon as his dick popped free. "All mine, Sammy," he said. Sam could feel his fingers gathering up the sliding drops and shoving it back into his ass. "Wish I had a plug. Shove it in and keep you full and eat you out back at the motel."

"You're cleaning it all up. And doing the laundry tomorrow because my jeans are gonna be really gross." Sam clenched around Dean's fingers.

"Yeah," Dean whispered. "Lick you clean and eat you out and keep you open and sloppy until I can fuck you again."

Okay, so, maybe the alley and bareback wasn't a bad idea, maybe. Sam felt relaxed and blissed out with a light buzz of anticipation building under his skin. Dean was going to fuck his brains out again.

"You go bareback again and you're sleeping in the wet spot."

[cloex_brosluvr]

Damn!

If I was in that bar and knew thaht they were taking it outside, I'd for sure follow and watch. :D

[big_heart_june]

Ohhhhhh my god....

Re: It Sounded Like A Good Idea At The Time, pt 3

[shinywhimsy]

that was cute and silly and funny and hot! (and i'd have followed them too but you already know that... ;D)

[de_nugis]

OK, that actually WAS a really good idea. That might be cheating!

[afattribble]

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[obstinatrix]

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[meesasometimes]

yes!!!! to all the dirty back alley sex! It makes for such lovely visuals :)

[deirdre_c]

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[expectative]

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Thank you for filling this prompt :D

[deadflowers5]

Amazingly hot fic!

[heard_the_owl]

OMG DEAN'S *MOUTH* IN THIS! HIS DIRTY FUCKING MOUTH IS THE HOTTEST THING. DAMN! \0/

[mugma]

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