A couple of fills: in small packages / three sentence fic-a-thon
original wish: http://insmallpackages.livejournal.com/7119.html?thread=1769935#t1769935
blackrabbit42 asked for a drabble- solo Sam fic... masturbating at college, thinking of Dean.
So tired, but sleep won't come.
Fingers pinch, stiffen a nipple. Move lower, scrawling down his flat belly. Circling, squeezing, calluses rough against the head of his cock.
It’s not enough; never can be or will be in the lonely narrow bed. Not until he closes his eyes. Then no one can see them or make them stop.
He whispers the name in the dark. Dean.
Dean’s grasping hands, swollen mouth, avid eyes. Always waiting for Sam.
He strokes himself hard and rough. Breath catches in his throat, god, come roping over his chest.
Always, always, Sam comes for him.
http://insmallpackages.livejournal.com/7224.html?view=1884728#t1884728
I answered hardboiledbaby's prompt for Alias Smith and Jones, Heyes/Curry, double or nothing -
"Maybe I didn't understand the nature of the bet, exactly," Curry panted, grabbing the slender iron of the headboard.
"Now Kid, nobody made you wager double or nothing against me," Heyes said, thrusting his hips so that Curry arched beneath him, groaning. "And trust me when I tell you," he whispered, leaning close to Curry's ear, "I have big plans for you."
http://caramelsilver.livejournal.com/148732.html?thread=3525628#t3525628