Fandom: Supernatural, Keeper Verse
Title: So Easy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Word Count: 525
Summary: Prior to "Captivus", Sam is having a rough couple of days. Dean wants to help.
A/Ns & Warnings: Offered up to
faunaana for her birthday. Apologies, my dear, as I am under the influence of cold meds and alcohol. Keeper!Verse Sam and Dean. Established relationship.
"Mmm…Dean…"
"Don't move, just let me…"
Sam groaned into the pillow under him. Dean's hands moved slowly over his back, gentle, barely touching. Sam didn't really have the heart to tell Dean that it didn't really help.
Dean's fingers slid over Sam's ruined shoulder, lightly over the upper arm. Sam had been cocooned in pillows and blankets on the couch for two days, and Dean had decided it was time to do something for the pain.
Sam adjusted the wall that kept Dana from stumbling into "adult time" and shifted under Dean. His touch may not be doing much for the pain, but Sam was starting to feel good in other ways. He let a trickle of thought float over their connection, eliciting a warm chuckle from Dean.
"You can hardly move and you want me too--"
Sam sent an image of exactly what he wanted Dean to do, wriggling his naked ass up against Dean.
Dean leaned down over him, his body warm up against Sam. "I was thinking more along the lines of…"
Sam's mind filled with the hot sensation of Dean's mouth on his cock. "Always the romantic." Sam rolled over, moaning a little as the shoulder tightened and his hip protested the movement.
"Easy." Dean murmured, already moving to pepper Sam's chest with kisses, his tongue laving over Sam's nipple.
"Tease." Sam spread his legs, rubbing thoughts through Dean's head like hands over his body.
Dean's mouth moved lower, his tongue flitting over Sam's navel, making him shiver. Like that?
Sam reached for him, but Dean caught his wrists and shook his head. "You're hurting, I'm driving."
Dean… Sam's thought was nearly a moan and he could feel Dean grin against his skin. Dean's tongue drifted south of Sam's naval, down closer to his cock, which was already standing up hard and ready for his brother's touch.
"Eager much?" Dean's laugh was warm and moist against Sam's cock.
"Horny." Sam countered, shifting his hips up. "Dean…want you…"
Dean lifted up and grinned down at him. "Not as much as I want you." Dean licked his lips before swooping down, taking Sam's cock into his mouth. Warm, wet…Dean bathed Sam's dick in heat and his tongue swirled up and over and around…and somewhere in all of that Sam lost his ability to recognize words and surrendered to Dean's touch, moaning as his cock swelled in his brother's mouth.
Dean.
Dean swallowed around him, sucking in deep and pulling his mouth up and nearly off of him. Easy. Right here.
Sam's hands fisted in the sheets and thrust up. Dean took the motion, moving with Sam's body, keeping his mouth tight on Sam's cock. Easy.
Sam's body tightened, his cock sensitive and hot in Dean's mouth. Dean's mind flooded his, the feeling of hands and tongue and Sam groaned, loosing control of his need, exploding up and into Dean's mouth.
Dean's tongue bathed him, lapping up the come that escaped, licking down to his balls and milking another burst of come.
So easy. Dean laughed, falling to the bed beside Sam.
Sam curled into Dean, nuzzling into his shoulder. Only for you.