"I Will Take Care of You" 6
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Title: I Will Take Care of You
Author: Kida
Verse: Were wolf!Dean/Vampire!Sam
Pairings: Wincest
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AUish
Disclaimer: not mine.
Summary: Sam finally confronts Dean about all his concerns, and visa versa: Dean is worried that if Sam doesn't eat soon, he'll die.
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Sam was in that fuzzy in between stage of waking up. He snuggled into the warm body behind him, relishing in the fell of smooth skin against his back. Dean was Dean again.
“Hey baby boy, you awake?” Dean kissed Sam’s shoulder.
Sam mumbled a reply and snuggled in closer.
“You’re looking pretty pale. We really need to get something into you.” Dean observed, stroking Sam’s pasty white cheek with his fingertips.
“M’not killing anyone,” Sam grumbled, pulling the blanket up and tucking it right under his chin.
“What about if I get you a grizzly or stag? Something that will last you a while?” Dean suggested.
“Oh sure, I’ll just ask my were wolf brother to go out and slaughter something in the woods for me.” Sam scoffed, giving up on sleep.
“Well sooner or later, you’re going to have to eat something.” Dean said a little more sternly.
“I don’t want to talk about it right now.” Sam growled stubbornly.
“Ok, let’s talk about something else then.” Dean thought, “Something nice and light” he added.
Sam turned to face Dean and openly gaped at him, “Since WHEN do you want to TALK?”
“Since you never do anymore.” Dean replied sharply. His eyes immediately softened and he sighed, “You don’t talk to me anymore, Sammy. It used to be a task just getting you to shut up. Now, you just look at me as if I’m about to attack you.”
“Well are you?”
“Of course not!” Dean sat up and looked at Sam incredulously, “I’d never let ANY harm come to you. Sammy, you know that ….don’t you?”
“You do know those morning talks were the morning after talks don’t you?” Sam said dryly.
“Oh, so that’s the problem. You need some more of my loving so you can get all girly and chatter mouth.” Dean smirked, kissing the back of sam’s neck while beginning a subtle rock against Sam, “I think that can be arranged.”
The younger Winchester could feel Dean’s heart begin to beat more quickly with excitement and arousal. Sam’s gums began to sting with the familiar pain of his fangs wanting residency over his mouth. Not wanting chauvinist Dean to know about Sam’s lack of control, he did want any stubborn little brother would do in his situation; he put the blame on his older brother, “I’m don’t think I’m ready for that, seeing as I’m still sore from the last time you were in rut” he said as he tried to shuffle out of Dean’s embrace and god it was tempting to just give himself over.
Dean paused his motions, “Oh, Oh I’m sorry. See I thought the reason we hadn’t done anything in so long was as soon as we get that close, you can’t control your new teeth.” he said, completely hitting the nail on the head.
In embarrassment and anger, Sam shoved and kicked to put space between them, “Don’t talk to me about teeth! Your new jaws have already chomped in my direction more then once. I thought you were going to eat or kill me at least a half dozen times.”
“So you DID think I was going to attack you?”
“Its not exactly comforting when a 7 foot monster-”
“Monster?!” Dean cut in, “So that’s really what you think of me? I‘m just a monster waiting to eat you up for dinner.”
“Me or maybe some tenants of a certain cabin we’re staying in.” Sam said spitefully.
Dean growled and pushed himself out of bed, heading for the door despite being completely naked.
“Where are you going in the buff?” Sam rolled his eyes.
“The monster’s going to go out and slaughter something for you to eat.” He spat back before transforming and storming out of the cabin.
Sam wasn’t entirely sure if Dean was going to return. He’d been out all day. Sam was weary and constantly tired so all he did was hide under the covers of their bed in the dark bedroom that Dean had made sure no sunlight could peek into. He had painted all the windows with tar and gone around the wood interior, duct taping up any wholes in the wood. Dean had also blacked out all the other windows and cracks in the house but out of self pity, Sam rarely ventured any where else.
Just after nightfall, Dean returned with a magnificent bear. He howled out to Sam who found himself curious enough to venture out. To Sam’s utter amazement, Dean’s were wolf form had not only caught the bear, but brought it back to Sam completely alive and struggling in his vice like grip. Dean knew that Sam could not drink the blood of any deceased life form. Dean made a throaty encouraging noise for Sam to eat up but his younger brother simply stood there in awe of the golden grizzly. He growled a little more firmly but Sam looked up at him, “I won’t do it, Dean. Let him go.”
Dean roared ferociously as one of the bear’s paws slipped out of his grip.
“No!” Sam yelled back just an angrily.
A sound of frustration erupted from Dean’s jaws. He snapped the grizzly’s neck with his strong claws and transformed back into his human form, “Quick Sam, before its heart stops!”
The younger Winchester kneeled beside the limp form and petted it’s golden form, “His heart already stopped.” Sam said softly, “I heard it give out the moment you snapped his neck.” He turned to look accusingly at Dean, “You killed this poor creature for no reason.”
Dean scratched at his scalp in agitation and stress, “You’ve got to stop this! I know it’s hard to accept but enough is enough, Sammy.” He dropped next to his baby brother and held Sam’s face in both hands, forcing the other to look at him, “If you don’t eat something soon, you’ll die”
Sam reached up and gently pulled his brother’s hands away, “I’m a vampire, I’m already dead”