All prompts and fills must have Sam/Dean as the main pairing, no exceptions.
Any other pairings must be in the past or with animals.
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“We’re not lying to each other anymore,” Sam reiterates.
He waits for Dean to nod, then cups Dean’s jaw. He watches for any tick of hesitation, any sign Dean doesn’t want this. He watches because he knows he won’t find anything but his own devotion reflected back at him.
He slides the hand in Dean’s grip, tangling their fingers together. Embarrassment at the intimacy kisses Dean’s cheeks, and Sam smiles.
Dean’s lips are Heaven soft and pliant, pink petals trembling against Sam’s mouth. They just breathe against each other before Sam’s tongue sweeps Dean’s fat lower lip. Dean breaks at the slick slide. He grips Sam’s sides, bunching fabric in his fists, and pulls him closer, deepening the kiss with a porn star moan that makes Sam’s knees shake and cock ache.
“Wasn’t gonna let her take you,” Sam mouths against Dean’s jaw when they both pull back for air. “You’re mine, Dean.”
“Mine too,” Dean groans, tilting his head so Sam can suck at the sweet skin of his pulse point.
“Yeah. All yours.”
“S’fucked up,” Dean says again. “We’re - I mean, even for us, s’fucked up. Ah - !”
He yanks away to glare at Sam, rubbing at the indention of teeth Sam sunk into his soft throat. Sam smirks.
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Later, when Sam’s legs are tangled with Dean’s and his skin is coated and sweat and come, he takes a moment to be grateful for the truth.
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"You can't come if I don't."
Dean doesn't hesitate before snarling, "Then come, Sam. Jesus Christ."
*snorts* So fucking awesome!!
Thank you so, so damn much for filling it :D
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