This is what i get for asking for Sam/Dean epic fun times with stripper clowns.
The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me.
GAH. Okay, not actually that worried because......uh....idk. Not really thinking anyone will ask? *hands*
WHATEVER, i can do Sam/Dean, J2, J3, or any
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“I hate when you call me baby,” Dean growled warningly, biting at Sam’s mouth.
Sam groaned, panting, gasping as Dean’s teeth worked over his throat, trying to make his lips move coherently enough to apologize.
“Could be talking to anyone,” Dean murmured, voice so low it rocked through Sam’s skin like one of Dean’s trips on the magic fingers. “It’s androgynous.”
And oh holy fuck if Sam wasn’t suddenly boiling from the inside out.
“Amorphous, gender neutral…” Dean continued mercilessly, nipping his collarbone as his hand worked even slower on Sam’s cock. “Could be thinking of anyone when you say baby…anything.”
“Dean,” he gasped instantly, writhing up into Dean’s tight grasp. “Dean, fuck, Dean…”
“Could be thinking about the woman in L.A. who legally married a twenty-pound rock in 1976.”
Sam keened, told himself it was because Dean’s mouth was working its way down his stomach and not for any other reason.
“Could be thinking about how every person’s tongue-” And GOD it was there, right there, lapping at the tip of Sam’s cock like some obscene sort of lollypop and fuck he wasn’t gonna-“has a unique print, just like a finger…” A roving fingertip Sam hadn’t been paying attention to suddenly caught him off guard at the rim of his entrance, sliding inside with nothing to ease it and-
He came. Came so hard he saw stars, bursts of light across Dean’s face as he forced his eyes to stay open and locked with Dean’s.
“Fuck,” Dean whispered, barely audible, pupils blown. “Sam…”
Sam growled and pulled him down for a bruising kiss, hot and hard and tangy with the taste of precome, before he growled against Dean’s kiss-reddened lips, “Think about you. Always think about you."
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*iz goop*
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I love you're smart!Dean!
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(note how most all of the drabble is PORN? That's why! XD)
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Girl, doesn't really seem that hard when you do it...
You do smart!Dean better than anyone *I'VE* ever read.
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omfg, is that story about the woman with the 20lb rock true?
(post-google)
HOLY FUCK!! - IT WAS A 50LB ROCK. @_@
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