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Title: Nostalgia
Author: weirdly_11
Rating: NC-17
Pairings/Characters: Dean/Benny, Sam/Dean(mentioned
Warnings/Spoilers: Season 8 in general, blood drinking, incest(mentioned), vampire fast & rough sex, self-prep
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys or the show so don't sue
Summary: Sam immediately finds it strange how Dean so readily lets him live a normal life, so strange that after Dean drops him off at the nearest bus station like he asked he quickly hot wires a car and follows Dean to a motel in the next town over.This was so not what he was expecting.
A/N: I got this idea from True Blood and spnkink_meme, I didn't fill any prompts, just was inspired by them.
Sam immediately finds it strange how Dean so readily lets him live a normal life, so strange that after Dean drops him off at the nearest bus station like he asked he quickly hot wires a car and follows Dean to a motel in the next town over. Sam parks the old '98 Malibu by the trees where the parking lot is conveniently surrounded by the woods and waits as Dean settles himself in. Sam really doesn't know what he'll find but apparently its worth ditching Sam for. An hour slowly crawls by and Sam nearly drops his on the wheel with fatigue when a man shaped shadow is making its way towards Deans room. An appendage appears in front of it and gently taps at the door and before a second knock can announce itself the door swings open and an arm swiftly comes out and jerks the man inside slamming the door behind him.
Dean ditched Sam for anonymous sex? Seriously? He couldn't have just made Sam go to a library and look for another hunt while he gets his rocks off? It's not like Sam doesn't know his brother is bi, Dean made sure of that when he was ten and gave disgustingly vivid details of his little escapades with both men and women alike. Because of him, Sam's mind would go straight to the gutter no matter what his friends or teachers were talking about and every time said friends and teachers would ask why he's blushing, God I hate Dean, Sam thought grudgingly.
A litany of cries and moans is what interrupts his train of thought and before Sam knows it he's out of the car and across the parking lot with his gun at the ready. Sam is leaned against the wall by the door steadying his breath and wildly beating heart, he pushes himself off the the wall gun aimed straight ahead and kicks the door off the hinges.
This was so not what he was expecting.
Sam stands there frozen with shock and mortification of what is happening in front of him, gun forgotten.
~WMW~
Huh, well that worked out well, Dean thought as he pulls out of the bus station. Dean fishes his phone out of his pocket and dials in a number he memorized out of habit, "Hello?" A southern whiskey voice answers.
"Hey Benny, I finally got him out of the way," Dean says and gives the vampire the location of the hotel he picked, "meet me there?"
"You know it sweetheart." Dean can just picture the mischievous grin Benny must be wearing right now and hangs up. Dean is just trembling with excitement of what's to come, two months with no Benny and it felt like he was about ready to literally climb the walls 'til Sam confesses that he doesn't wanna hunt anymore. Immediately Dean thinks of Benny relieving him of his withdrawl and said, "Okay, did you want me to drop you off somewhere?" Dean was honestly dreading when he would have to introduce Benny to Sam because he was seriously two seconds away from shouting Benny's name to come to him. Yeah, he could just picture that going over well, he snorts to himself at the thought of how Sam would react if he knew he was fuck buddies with a vampire. Fuck him, Dean thought, its not like he did any better, demons are definitely worse than vampires.
"Finally!" Dean mutters when he spots the neon sign proclaiming vacancy. He pulls in, grabs his duffle and heads into the room he's parked in front of, he already paid a weeks worth the night Sam announced his lack of desire to hunt. Once Dean is done setting up the salt lines, devils' traps and protection sigils in both Latin and Enochian he digs around in his duffle bag and pulls out a bottle of lube taking it with him to the bathroom. Slicking his fingers he unbottons and unzips his pants and pulls them down to his thighs, exposing his sweet ass to the cool air. With his left hand braced on the rim of the sink, he wiggles an index finger with his right between his cheeks teasing the rim of his hole. He presses the finger in to the knuckle he hisses at the burn of the first intrusion, he slowly pulls his finger out and slowly pushes back, in and out, in and out, after the burn is replaced by pleasure he adds a second finger, scissoring himself open moaning and panting open mouthed, thinking of Benny's thick cock in him he shoves himself back on his fingers, fucking himself faster he almost comes untouched before he somehow hears a soft tap at the front door over his moaning. Without thinking he pulls his fingers out and practically sprints to the door, swinging the door open he yanks Ben inside and claims his mouth in what is probably the most hungriest of kisses (the most hungriest was most definitely their first kiss), but Benny quickly dominates the kiss, practically devouring Dean. Dean reluctantly breaks the kiss panting as Ben nips and sucks along his jaw, "Hello to you too." Benny breathes against the hinge of his jaw, smiling.
Dean chuckles, "I told you," Dean moans as Benny nips at that sensitive spot behind his ear, "I was getting antsy yesterday, just imagine how I was today." Dean breathes, letting his pants fall down to his ankles and Benny helps him step out of them while he unbuckles his own pants and kicks off his shoes, his pants following suit.
Benny groans at the thought, he's seen Dean desperate in Purgatory, but that was when they've only gone a day without fucking their brains out, now he's like a bitch in heat, "Let's get to it then," he growls in Dean's ear and lifts him with his hands hooked under his thighs, in turn Dean wraps his legs around the vampire's waist as they're migrate to the bed. Benny sits at the edge of the bed with Dean on his lap, running his hands all along Dean's back possessively as he resumes devouring Dean's mouth. Grinding his erection against Benny's they pull their bodies flush against each other, groaning Dean grinds down on Benny harder and faster hanging on to his shoulders. Dean breaks off the kiss panting, "Want you in me now." Dean growls pulling his own shirt off then works to do the same with Benny.
"This ain't Purgatory sweetheart, we'd hafta work you op-"
"I already did." Dean pulls one of Benny's hands down to his ass letting Benny feel for himself and true to his word he was slick and open. All for him. Just to see how tight he is Benny dips a finger in and is amazed how it just slides right in the tight, hot, channel and groans, "Fuck baby." With vampiric speed Benny twirls them around slamming Dean on the bed, "You've been this hungry for cock and you didn't go to your Sammy?" he asks pressing Dean down into the mattress with his weight.
Dean shakes his head, "He doesn't get me as hot as you do, Benny."
"Why not?" He asks even though he already knew the answer.
"You ruined me." Dean pouts adorably.
Benny chuckles and can't help but kiss that adorable pout off that luscious mouth, "And I'm damn proud of it." With Dean's legs still wrapped around his waist he lines up with Dean's slick opening and rams home. Dean cries out arching so beautifully off the bed clutching his shoulders tightly. Without giving him time to adjust Benny slides nearly all the way out then slams back in setting up a fast and hard pace that only vampires can achieve, making Dean moan and cry out, but mostly cry out his pleasure as he hangs onto his shoulders and waist for dear life. Of all the humans I fucked while on earth, this one is the fucking cherry on top, Benny muses as he observes the beauty that is Dean Winchester, the way his body not only accepts Benny's rough and near dangerous treatment of it but encourages by the way he is nearly sucked back into it, the near animalistic sounds he's making as he's having the best time of his life on a cock, the sight of the pale smooth skin of his neck one of the main reasons he stayed in touch after they escaped. Damn, we should've done this on the floor, he thinks idly as he hears distantly wood crack. He can tell Dean is close by the way the muscles flutter around his cock, he just needs that last push. Benny lifts his head up to unsheath his fangs, strikes down perfectly on the jugular and hot, sweet and spicy liquid floods his mouth at the same time as he feels hot come spurt on his stomach. The feel of Dean clamping down on his cock has him lasting only a few thrusts before he slams back in one last time shooting his load deep inside Dean.
Swallowing a mouthful of that luscious liquid from this luscious being he retracts his fangs from Dean's neck and back into his gums, licks at Dean's wounds liberally to make sure that the saliva closes the wounds before he can bleed out. Both still basking in the afterglow Benny stays inside Dean and lets his weight press Dean deeper into the mattress, pressing his face into the crook of his neck closes his eyes and deeply inhales Dean's scent. He never knew how much he missed til then. Dean smiles softly as he turns his head to kiss Benny's cheek softly, but when he opens his eyes his entire being goes rigid at the sight of his brother standing in the doorway.
A/N: This is my first fic ever, so be gentle with me *blushes*, and please let me know how I can improve my writing. Hope you enjoyed it :)
Author: weirdly_11
Rating: NC-17
Pairings/Characters: Dean/Benny, Sam/Dean(mentioned
Warnings/Spoilers: Season 8 in general, blood drinking, incest(mentioned), vampire fast & rough sex, self-prep
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys or the show so don't sue
Summary: Sam immediately finds it strange how Dean so readily lets him live a normal life, so strange that after Dean drops him off at the nearest bus station like he asked he quickly hot wires a car and follows Dean to a motel in the next town over.This was so not what he was expecting.
A/N: I got this idea from True Blood and spnkink_meme, I didn't fill any prompts, just was inspired by them.
Sam immediately finds it strange how Dean so readily lets him live a normal life, so strange that after Dean drops him off at the nearest bus station like he asked he quickly hot wires a car and follows Dean to a motel in the next town over. Sam parks the old '98 Malibu by the trees where the parking lot is conveniently surrounded by the woods and waits as Dean settles himself in. Sam really doesn't know what he'll find but apparently its worth ditching Sam for. An hour slowly crawls by and Sam nearly drops his on the wheel with fatigue when a man shaped shadow is making its way towards Deans room. An appendage appears in front of it and gently taps at the door and before a second knock can announce itself the door swings open and an arm swiftly comes out and jerks the man inside slamming the door behind him.
Dean ditched Sam for anonymous sex? Seriously? He couldn't have just made Sam go to a library and look for another hunt while he gets his rocks off? It's not like Sam doesn't know his brother is bi, Dean made sure of that when he was ten and gave disgustingly vivid details of his little escapades with both men and women alike. Because of him, Sam's mind would go straight to the gutter no matter what his friends or teachers were talking about and every time said friends and teachers would ask why he's blushing, God I hate Dean, Sam thought grudgingly.
A litany of cries and moans is what interrupts his train of thought and before Sam knows it he's out of the car and across the parking lot with his gun at the ready. Sam is leaned against the wall by the door steadying his breath and wildly beating heart, he pushes himself off the the wall gun aimed straight ahead and kicks the door off the hinges.
This was so not what he was expecting.
Sam stands there frozen with shock and mortification of what is happening in front of him, gun forgotten.
~WMW~
Huh, well that worked out well, Dean thought as he pulls out of the bus station. Dean fishes his phone out of his pocket and dials in a number he memorized out of habit, "Hello?" A southern whiskey voice answers.
"Hey Benny, I finally got him out of the way," Dean says and gives the vampire the location of the hotel he picked, "meet me there?"
"You know it sweetheart." Dean can just picture the mischievous grin Benny must be wearing right now and hangs up. Dean is just trembling with excitement of what's to come, two months with no Benny and it felt like he was about ready to literally climb the walls 'til Sam confesses that he doesn't wanna hunt anymore. Immediately Dean thinks of Benny relieving him of his withdrawl and said, "Okay, did you want me to drop you off somewhere?" Dean was honestly dreading when he would have to introduce Benny to Sam because he was seriously two seconds away from shouting Benny's name to come to him. Yeah, he could just picture that going over well, he snorts to himself at the thought of how Sam would react if he knew he was fuck buddies with a vampire. Fuck him, Dean thought, its not like he did any better, demons are definitely worse than vampires.
"Finally!" Dean mutters when he spots the neon sign proclaiming vacancy. He pulls in, grabs his duffle and heads into the room he's parked in front of, he already paid a weeks worth the night Sam announced his lack of desire to hunt. Once Dean is done setting up the salt lines, devils' traps and protection sigils in both Latin and Enochian he digs around in his duffle bag and pulls out a bottle of lube taking it with him to the bathroom. Slicking his fingers he unbottons and unzips his pants and pulls them down to his thighs, exposing his sweet ass to the cool air. With his left hand braced on the rim of the sink, he wiggles an index finger with his right between his cheeks teasing the rim of his hole. He presses the finger in to the knuckle he hisses at the burn of the first intrusion, he slowly pulls his finger out and slowly pushes back, in and out, in and out, after the burn is replaced by pleasure he adds a second finger, scissoring himself open moaning and panting open mouthed, thinking of Benny's thick cock in him he shoves himself back on his fingers, fucking himself faster he almost comes untouched before he somehow hears a soft tap at the front door over his moaning. Without thinking he pulls his fingers out and practically sprints to the door, swinging the door open he yanks Ben inside and claims his mouth in what is probably the most hungriest of kisses (the most hungriest was most definitely their first kiss), but Benny quickly dominates the kiss, practically devouring Dean. Dean reluctantly breaks the kiss panting as Ben nips and sucks along his jaw, "Hello to you too." Benny breathes against the hinge of his jaw, smiling.
Dean chuckles, "I told you," Dean moans as Benny nips at that sensitive spot behind his ear, "I was getting antsy yesterday, just imagine how I was today." Dean breathes, letting his pants fall down to his ankles and Benny helps him step out of them while he unbuckles his own pants and kicks off his shoes, his pants following suit.
Benny groans at the thought, he's seen Dean desperate in Purgatory, but that was when they've only gone a day without fucking their brains out, now he's like a bitch in heat, "Let's get to it then," he growls in Dean's ear and lifts him with his hands hooked under his thighs, in turn Dean wraps his legs around the vampire's waist as they're migrate to the bed. Benny sits at the edge of the bed with Dean on his lap, running his hands all along Dean's back possessively as he resumes devouring Dean's mouth. Grinding his erection against Benny's they pull their bodies flush against each other, groaning Dean grinds down on Benny harder and faster hanging on to his shoulders. Dean breaks off the kiss panting, "Want you in me now." Dean growls pulling his own shirt off then works to do the same with Benny.
"This ain't Purgatory sweetheart, we'd hafta work you op-"
"I already did." Dean pulls one of Benny's hands down to his ass letting Benny feel for himself and true to his word he was slick and open. All for him. Just to see how tight he is Benny dips a finger in and is amazed how it just slides right in the tight, hot, channel and groans, "Fuck baby." With vampiric speed Benny twirls them around slamming Dean on the bed, "You've been this hungry for cock and you didn't go to your Sammy?" he asks pressing Dean down into the mattress with his weight.
Dean shakes his head, "He doesn't get me as hot as you do, Benny."
"Why not?" He asks even though he already knew the answer.
"You ruined me." Dean pouts adorably.
Benny chuckles and can't help but kiss that adorable pout off that luscious mouth, "And I'm damn proud of it." With Dean's legs still wrapped around his waist he lines up with Dean's slick opening and rams home. Dean cries out arching so beautifully off the bed clutching his shoulders tightly. Without giving him time to adjust Benny slides nearly all the way out then slams back in setting up a fast and hard pace that only vampires can achieve, making Dean moan and cry out, but mostly cry out his pleasure as he hangs onto his shoulders and waist for dear life. Of all the humans I fucked while on earth, this one is the fucking cherry on top, Benny muses as he observes the beauty that is Dean Winchester, the way his body not only accepts Benny's rough and near dangerous treatment of it but encourages by the way he is nearly sucked back into it, the near animalistic sounds he's making as he's having the best time of his life on a cock, the sight of the pale smooth skin of his neck one of the main reasons he stayed in touch after they escaped. Damn, we should've done this on the floor, he thinks idly as he hears distantly wood crack. He can tell Dean is close by the way the muscles flutter around his cock, he just needs that last push. Benny lifts his head up to unsheath his fangs, strikes down perfectly on the jugular and hot, sweet and spicy liquid floods his mouth at the same time as he feels hot come spurt on his stomach. The feel of Dean clamping down on his cock has him lasting only a few thrusts before he slams back in one last time shooting his load deep inside Dean.
Swallowing a mouthful of that luscious liquid from this luscious being he retracts his fangs from Dean's neck and back into his gums, licks at Dean's wounds liberally to make sure that the saliva closes the wounds before he can bleed out. Both still basking in the afterglow Benny stays inside Dean and lets his weight press Dean deeper into the mattress, pressing his face into the crook of his neck closes his eyes and deeply inhales Dean's scent. He never knew how much he missed til then. Dean smiles softly as he turns his head to kiss Benny's cheek softly, but when he opens his eyes his entire being goes rigid at the sight of his brother standing in the doorway.
A/N: This is my first fic ever, so be gentle with me *blushes*, and please let me know how I can improve my writing. Hope you enjoyed it :)