I don't know about you guys, but I cannot stop thinking about Batcave fic. Bathrobe and fancy aged liquor and possible bubble bath and stacks of books and secret doors etc!
Please prompt and write/art. I want to make more batcave stick figure art and stuff.
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Please prompt and write/art. I want to make more batcave stick figure art and stuff.
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Sam runs his hands down Dean's side. The robe really is soft, and he cups Dean's ass and pulls their hips flush together. Dean makes a low, pleased sound in his throat and pulls Sam's face up to kiss him. It's a slow, leisurely kiss at first. Dean's mouth tastes like scotch, and he smells like lemon dish soap and fire. Then Dean bites Sam's lower lip and Sam growls in response. He presses his thigh between Dean's legs, the robe opening easily, and right up against Dean's already half-hard cock. Dean exhales shakily and bites Sam's mouth again, then presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
"Easy tiger," he murmurs, laughter rippling under the words.
"Sorry," mutters Sam. "Robes kind of a turn on." He undoes the belt of the robe, and it slides open completely, reveals the broad musculature of Dean's chest and the sharp juts of his collar and hipbones.
Dean laughs, really laughs at that, a low, happy chuckle that spreads warmth all through Sam. "Embrace the kink Sam."
Sam snorts and kisses Dean again, harder this time, and pushes the robes off his shoulders. It slips down Dean's arms to pool at his feet and Sam smirks, almost victorious.
"Not fair dude," says Dean, starting to undo the buttons of Dean's shirts. "I can't be the only naked one here."
"You enjoy it more," points out Sam, but he helps Dean undo the buttons and get his shirt off.
Dean leans forward and kisses the anti-possession tattoo on Sam's chest, and Sam closes his eyes as Dean mouths along Sam's collarbones. It's nice. And then Dean palms Sam's cock through his jeans and Sam jerks a bit; the hot, sudden flash of desire makes him realize he's harder than he thought and that he's gotta stay focused on his plan. He grabs Dean's jaw and pulls him up for another kiss; Dean gives Sam's cock another pointed squeeze. Sam moans a bit, deepening the kiss.
Then he pulls away, reaches down, grabs the robe, and darts out of the room. Dean yelps in betrayal and chases after him, but Sam's faster, and he's planned ahead. He didn't bank the fire completely before going to bed, and he throws the robe into the fireplace, then grabs the salt and motor oil he'd casually left on the mantle and adds those to the fire too.
The robe goes up into flames, and Dean lets out a yell of anguish just as "Terry" pops into view and does the same. Terry takes a menacing step towards Sam, but the fire's too hot. The robe isn't long for the world, and spectral fire races up Terry's arm and swirls around him. The ghost screams in impotent rage, and disappears.
An eerie silence settles across the Batcave.
"What the hell Sam!" shouts Dean. "That was my robe!"
Sam looks him over. Dean's standing in the middle of the living room, naked, flushed, and still half-hard. Sam bursts into laughter, and sinks to the floor slowly. The fire's beginning to die down at his back.
"I told you so," he says triumphantly. "I got rid of the ghost."
Dean screws his face up in a scowl. He moves to stalk away.
"No," says Sam, still laughing a bit. "Come on. Dean." He gets on his knees and leans forward to grab Dean's wrist and pull Dean toward him. "Come on. I'll make it up to you."
Dean lets Sam pull him forward, but he's still scowling. "Bitch," he says.
"Yeah, yeah," says Sam fondly. He noses at Dean's hipbone. "Jerk."
Dean settles his hands in Sam's hair. The house feels quiet, settled, theirs.
"Thought you were gonna make it up to me," grumps Dean.
Sam grins up at him. "I am," he says smugly.
And he does.
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this simile wins.
he smells like lemon dish soap and fire Thank god it's not leather and gun oil!
Easy. tiger Oh yes!
LOL! Sneaky/Sam FTW!
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Thanks for the comment bb! Glad you enjoyed.
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So adorable.
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LINEAR A BOOK 8D
SNEAKY SAM BEING SO CLEVER AND SNEAKY! 8D
FJKALFJKAJFKASDJK THEIR THREE-POINT SEX CYCLE AHH THAT IS AMAZING. and so thoughtful and correct and accurate-feeling! aaaaaaa. You are right, that is totally exactly what they do EVERY TIME. Due for their third time OH MY GOD
and then the house feels theirs and Sam makes it up to him
hmmyess yesssssssssssssss
Bless your procrastination.
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They haven't done this in awhile, and they've never done it often. It's only been once, maybe twice since Dean got back from Purgatory. It's a pattern that was set when Sam died, when Dean sold his soul. First there's the frantic affirmation sex, then the long uneasy refusal to talk about it until the tension gets too much and they do it again, and then there's the third time, tentative, a little tender, like they're finally, really feeling this new thing out, this big, dark thing between them.
And then one of them dies, or nearly dies, or goes to Hell, or loses his soul, or has a breakdown, and they go through the process again.
Perfect paragraphs are perfect.
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adorable!!
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