In The Library
Title: In The Library
Author: xephwrites
Pairings: Dean/Sam
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 820
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, or any of its characters. Just playing with toys that are not mine. I promise to return them (mostly) undamaged!
Spoilers: None, but takes place s5
Summary: Dean spices up a trip to the library by accident.....
Warnings: pantykink, dirty talk, public frotting
Notes: I think the initial idea for this may have been from a kink_meme request, but I'm really not sure. It's been on my magical porn USB key for a while unfinished. So I finished it. I hope you're not looking for anything of decent substance, cause it's not here.
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“One Dorkachino,” Dean said as he placed the Styrofoam cup in front of Sam. Sam glared at him over the book he was reading. Dean was sitting down, drinking from his own cup.
“Dude, this is a library. Coffee and books don’t mix well together.” Sam picked up the cup and sipped.
“Thank you, Dean. What a thoughtful thing for you to do and bring me my favorite pretentious coffee in the whole wide world while I do research,” Dean said as he leaned back and rested his feet on the corner of the table.
Sam glared at him again. Sam handed his brother a stack of paper with scribbled notes on them. Dean flipped through them. Sam sighed and rolled his eyes.
“Other books we need to find, Dean.” Sam couldn’t keep the annoyed tone out of his voice. Dean dropped his feet onto the floor, making a loud thud. A few people in the other parts of the library poked their heads up and glared at them.
“Congratulations. You haven’t been here five minutes and you already are the center of attention.”
“What is your problem? You’ve been acting like an asshole all morning.” Dean ran his hand lightly along his brother’s broad shoulders as he walked by. “Not like you didn’t get laid last night,” he said under his breath.
Sam sighed and tapped his pen against a large circulation newspaper. Dean read over the headline, and sighed.
“It’s okay.” He rested a hand on Sam’s shoulder. “We will find a way to stop this, and get rid of that asshole Lucifer for good.” Sam placed a small kiss on his brother’s knuckles.
“Just go get me the first book on the list, please,” Sam whispered. He looked up at his brother, apology in those huge puppy eyes of his. Dean smiled and nodded.
Dean took off his leather jacket and draped it over the chair beside Sam. He looked up at the bookshelf, and sighed when he realized the first book was on the very top shelf.
Sam watched his brother with interest as he dragged an empty chair over to the shelf. Even standing on the seat, Dean had to stretch slightly to reach the book. As Dean’s shirt lifted and jeans sank a little lower on his hips, Sam’s mouth went dry.
Sam saw light blue lace attached to silk of the same shade peeking from the waistband of the denim. Dean hopped off the chair; book in hand, grinning like a loon.
Sam almost knocked his own chair over standing up. He took the book out of Dean’s hand and tossed it on the table. Dean raised his eyebrow in question as Sam slammed their bodies against the bookcase. Sam ground his hardening cock against Dean’s ass.
“Can’t believe you’re wearing them,” Sam hissed into his brother’s ear. His hand slipped down the front of Dean’s jeans, fingering the soft material and the half hard cock. Sam bucked his hips forward, causing Dean’s breath to speed up.
“In a library, Sammy,” Dean panted. “That’s really kinky.” Dean pressed forward into his brother’s hand.
“Not any kinkier than wearing silk panties,” Sam panted in his ear. Sam began grinding against Dean’s ass. “God, I just want to bend you over the table and fuck you right here,” Sam moaned. Dean bucked backwards.
“I’m a screamer, Sammy,” Dean panted. “I would be disturbing all these people who are trying to work.” Sam bit lightly on the side of Dean’s neck. Dean held back a moan.
Sam kept his brother trapped between his hand and crotch. Dean was whimpering, torn between bucking forward and pushing back. When his whines got dangerously loud, Sam covered Dean’s mouth with his free hand.
“Wanna make you ruin those panties of yours,” Sam hissed in Dean’s ear. He could feel the hot puffs of breaths from Dean’s nose on his hand. He pulled Dean closer to him. “Make you fill those panties full of your spunk for me.” Dean whimpered again as his body began to shake.
Sam thrust harder against Dean, knowing that his brother was going to come very soon. Sam resumed biting Dean’s neck, hard enough that there will be marks when they leave.
Dean’s body shuddered as he screamed into Sam’s palm. He felt the sticky wet warmth of Dean on his other hand through the silk. Dean slumped forward and rested his forehead against the bookcase, panting to catch his breath. Sam removed his hand from Dean’s pants and licked at what come seeped through the fabric onto his palm. Damn, Dean tasted so good.
“You need a hand?” Dean asked, standing up straight and reaching for Sam’s zipper. Sam smirked and batted his hand away.
“When we get back to the motel, I’m gonna wear those panties, and add to that mess you made.”
Dean groaned and started putting books back on the shelf.
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Author: xephwrites
Pairings: Dean/Sam
Rating: NC17
Word Count: 820
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, or any of its characters. Just playing with toys that are not mine. I promise to return them (mostly) undamaged!
Spoilers: None, but takes place s5
Summary: Dean spices up a trip to the library by accident.....
Warnings: pantykink, dirty talk, public frotting
Notes: I think the initial idea for this may have been from a kink_meme request, but I'm really not sure. It's been on my magical porn USB key for a while unfinished. So I finished it. I hope you're not looking for anything of decent substance, cause it's not here.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
“One Dorkachino,” Dean said as he placed the Styrofoam cup in front of Sam. Sam glared at him over the book he was reading. Dean was sitting down, drinking from his own cup.
“Dude, this is a library. Coffee and books don’t mix well together.” Sam picked up the cup and sipped.
“Thank you, Dean. What a thoughtful thing for you to do and bring me my favorite pretentious coffee in the whole wide world while I do research,” Dean said as he leaned back and rested his feet on the corner of the table.
Sam glared at him again. Sam handed his brother a stack of paper with scribbled notes on them. Dean flipped through them. Sam sighed and rolled his eyes.
“Other books we need to find, Dean.” Sam couldn’t keep the annoyed tone out of his voice. Dean dropped his feet onto the floor, making a loud thud. A few people in the other parts of the library poked their heads up and glared at them.
“Congratulations. You haven’t been here five minutes and you already are the center of attention.”
“What is your problem? You’ve been acting like an asshole all morning.” Dean ran his hand lightly along his brother’s broad shoulders as he walked by. “Not like you didn’t get laid last night,” he said under his breath.
Sam sighed and tapped his pen against a large circulation newspaper. Dean read over the headline, and sighed.
“It’s okay.” He rested a hand on Sam’s shoulder. “We will find a way to stop this, and get rid of that asshole Lucifer for good.” Sam placed a small kiss on his brother’s knuckles.
“Just go get me the first book on the list, please,” Sam whispered. He looked up at his brother, apology in those huge puppy eyes of his. Dean smiled and nodded.
Dean took off his leather jacket and draped it over the chair beside Sam. He looked up at the bookshelf, and sighed when he realized the first book was on the very top shelf.
Sam watched his brother with interest as he dragged an empty chair over to the shelf. Even standing on the seat, Dean had to stretch slightly to reach the book. As Dean’s shirt lifted and jeans sank a little lower on his hips, Sam’s mouth went dry.
Sam saw light blue lace attached to silk of the same shade peeking from the waistband of the denim. Dean hopped off the chair; book in hand, grinning like a loon.
Sam almost knocked his own chair over standing up. He took the book out of Dean’s hand and tossed it on the table. Dean raised his eyebrow in question as Sam slammed their bodies against the bookcase. Sam ground his hardening cock against Dean’s ass.
“Can’t believe you’re wearing them,” Sam hissed into his brother’s ear. His hand slipped down the front of Dean’s jeans, fingering the soft material and the half hard cock. Sam bucked his hips forward, causing Dean’s breath to speed up.
“In a library, Sammy,” Dean panted. “That’s really kinky.” Dean pressed forward into his brother’s hand.
“Not any kinkier than wearing silk panties,” Sam panted in his ear. Sam began grinding against Dean’s ass. “God, I just want to bend you over the table and fuck you right here,” Sam moaned. Dean bucked backwards.
“I’m a screamer, Sammy,” Dean panted. “I would be disturbing all these people who are trying to work.” Sam bit lightly on the side of Dean’s neck. Dean held back a moan.
Sam kept his brother trapped between his hand and crotch. Dean was whimpering, torn between bucking forward and pushing back. When his whines got dangerously loud, Sam covered Dean’s mouth with his free hand.
“Wanna make you ruin those panties of yours,” Sam hissed in Dean’s ear. He could feel the hot puffs of breaths from Dean’s nose on his hand. He pulled Dean closer to him. “Make you fill those panties full of your spunk for me.” Dean whimpered again as his body began to shake.
Sam thrust harder against Dean, knowing that his brother was going to come very soon. Sam resumed biting Dean’s neck, hard enough that there will be marks when they leave.
Dean’s body shuddered as he screamed into Sam’s palm. He felt the sticky wet warmth of Dean on his other hand through the silk. Dean slumped forward and rested his forehead against the bookcase, panting to catch his breath. Sam removed his hand from Dean’s pants and licked at what come seeped through the fabric onto his palm. Damn, Dean tasted so good.
“You need a hand?” Dean asked, standing up straight and reaching for Sam’s zipper. Sam smirked and batted his hand away.
“When we get back to the motel, I’m gonna wear those panties, and add to that mess you made.”
Dean groaned and started putting books back on the shelf.
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