My Little Brother
Title: My Little Brother
Author: xephwrites
Pairings: Dean/Adam
Rating: hard R
Word Count: 758
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: if you've seen all of s5, you're safe!
Summary: Dean promises that he'll take care of his newfounded little brother
Warnings: kissing, frotting, incest
Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY moonofblindness!!
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If Dean tilts his head the right way, he can see the resemblance. Dean can clearly see bits of John in this young man’s face. His mother must have been a knockout.
He’s almost hypnotized as Adam talks to Sam and Bobby. Watching his lips move, and his tongue occasionally darting out to wet them has Dean thinking very inappropriate things about his brother. His other brother.
“You know what? Blow me, Cas!” Dean snaps. He turns his attention back to Adam and sees a subtle shift in his face and posture. A small flash of heat runs through Dean’s body as he thinks about those lips.
Dean is going to Hell. Again.
~~~
Adam is sleeping on the cot in Bobby’s dining room. Or maybe it’s supposed to be a den. Dean’s never really been clear on the exact purpose of this room, other than reading and sleeping.
Adam mumbles something in his sleep and pants a soft moan. Dean’s mouth goes dry as Adam’s hips twitch upwards slowly. Dean gets off the chair and kneels beside the cot.
Everyone but him is asleep in the house. No one to judge.
Adam’s eyelashes flutter as he moans again. The soft sound runs straight to Dean’s dick. He can’t stop himself as one hand reaches out and brushes the hair off Adam’s forehead. Much to Dean’s surprise, Adam leaned into the touch.
Dean trailed his fingers down the side of Adam’s jaw, admiring the strong line of it. Adam’s head turned, following the soft touch. Dean’s fingers feather down the column of Adam’s throat as Adam’s eyes flutter open.
“Dean?” He asks, his voice scratchy with sleep.
“Shh, little brother,” Dean says softly. Dean doesn’t miss the shudder that runs through Adam’s body. Dean’s hand runs back up and cups the side of Adam’s face.
“Say it again,” Adam whispers as he turns to kiss Dean’s palm. Dean shifts closer to the cot, now hovering over Adam.
“Little brother,” Dean says clearly. Adam reaches out and pulls Dean down onto him, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. The kiss is soft but demanding. Adam’s mouth opens for Dean instantly. Dean licks into the mouth, moaning softly as Adam suckles gently on his tongue.
Adam pulled away from the kiss, allowing Dean to kiss and nuzzle down his neck.
“Always wanted someone to take care of me,” Adam whispered.
“Take good care of you,” Dean whispered between soft kisses along Adam’s neck. Dean trailed his hands up Adam’s legs, making his way over to the button on his pants. Adam’s hips rose up as Dean undid his pants.
Dean’s mouth left Adam’s throat, making him whine. Dean shushed him as he took Adam’s dick out and licked the head. Adam gasped and threaded his fingers into Dean’s hair. Dean slowly took the head of Adam’s dick into his mouth. They shared a sighing moan as Dean bobbed slowly, his tongue lapping softly at the slit.
Adam began whimpering and babbling, chanting Dean’s name mixed in with big brother. And those words hit Dean hard, making him need more. He pulled off Adam and pulled his jeans down to his thighs.
The cot groaned as Dean situated himself over Adam. He licked his palm and slid his hand between their bodies. He wrapped his hand around both of their dicks and started stroking them together and grinding down.
“Won’t let nothing happen to my little brother,” Dean panted as he stroked them harder. Adam leaned up to plant soft kisses along Dean’s neck.
“Gonna be a proper family, three of us,” Dean continued as he ground down harder. He released their dicks and braced himself over Adam, his rutting getting faster. Adam’s hands scratched at Dean’s back and rocked his hips up, meeting every one of Dean’s careful and precise thrusts.
“Let go, little brother,” Dean panted against the side of Adam’s neck. “Big brother is here. Always take care of you.”
Adam’s body shuddered and he spilled between them. Dean rocked slowly, whispering encouragements as Adam rode his orgasm out. Dean gave one more hard thrust and grunted. Adam kissed his jaw as Dean added to the mess already on Adam’s stomach. Dean slid down and licked at their combined come on Adam’s belly, making him whine.
With the taste of both of them still in his mouth, Dean carefully zipped up Adam’s pants and covered him with a blanket. He kissed Adam softly on the forehead.
“Sleep, little brother,” he whispered. “Won’t let anything happen to you.”
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Author: xephwrites
Pairings: Dean/Adam
Rating: hard R
Word Count: 758
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: if you've seen all of s5, you're safe!
Summary: Dean promises that he'll take care of his newfounded little brother
Warnings: kissing, frotting, incest
Notes: HAPPY BIRTHDAY moonofblindness!!
~*~*~*~*~*~
If Dean tilts his head the right way, he can see the resemblance. Dean can clearly see bits of John in this young man’s face. His mother must have been a knockout.
He’s almost hypnotized as Adam talks to Sam and Bobby. Watching his lips move, and his tongue occasionally darting out to wet them has Dean thinking very inappropriate things about his brother. His other brother.
“You know what? Blow me, Cas!” Dean snaps. He turns his attention back to Adam and sees a subtle shift in his face and posture. A small flash of heat runs through Dean’s body as he thinks about those lips.
Dean is going to Hell. Again.
~~~
Adam is sleeping on the cot in Bobby’s dining room. Or maybe it’s supposed to be a den. Dean’s never really been clear on the exact purpose of this room, other than reading and sleeping.
Adam mumbles something in his sleep and pants a soft moan. Dean’s mouth goes dry as Adam’s hips twitch upwards slowly. Dean gets off the chair and kneels beside the cot.
Everyone but him is asleep in the house. No one to judge.
Adam’s eyelashes flutter as he moans again. The soft sound runs straight to Dean’s dick. He can’t stop himself as one hand reaches out and brushes the hair off Adam’s forehead. Much to Dean’s surprise, Adam leaned into the touch.
Dean trailed his fingers down the side of Adam’s jaw, admiring the strong line of it. Adam’s head turned, following the soft touch. Dean’s fingers feather down the column of Adam’s throat as Adam’s eyes flutter open.
“Dean?” He asks, his voice scratchy with sleep.
“Shh, little brother,” Dean says softly. Dean doesn’t miss the shudder that runs through Adam’s body. Dean’s hand runs back up and cups the side of Adam’s face.
“Say it again,” Adam whispers as he turns to kiss Dean’s palm. Dean shifts closer to the cot, now hovering over Adam.
“Little brother,” Dean says clearly. Adam reaches out and pulls Dean down onto him, capturing his lips in a heated kiss. The kiss is soft but demanding. Adam’s mouth opens for Dean instantly. Dean licks into the mouth, moaning softly as Adam suckles gently on his tongue.
Adam pulled away from the kiss, allowing Dean to kiss and nuzzle down his neck.
“Always wanted someone to take care of me,” Adam whispered.
“Take good care of you,” Dean whispered between soft kisses along Adam’s neck. Dean trailed his hands up Adam’s legs, making his way over to the button on his pants. Adam’s hips rose up as Dean undid his pants.
Dean’s mouth left Adam’s throat, making him whine. Dean shushed him as he took Adam’s dick out and licked the head. Adam gasped and threaded his fingers into Dean’s hair. Dean slowly took the head of Adam’s dick into his mouth. They shared a sighing moan as Dean bobbed slowly, his tongue lapping softly at the slit.
Adam began whimpering and babbling, chanting Dean’s name mixed in with big brother. And those words hit Dean hard, making him need more. He pulled off Adam and pulled his jeans down to his thighs.
The cot groaned as Dean situated himself over Adam. He licked his palm and slid his hand between their bodies. He wrapped his hand around both of their dicks and started stroking them together and grinding down.
“Won’t let nothing happen to my little brother,” Dean panted as he stroked them harder. Adam leaned up to plant soft kisses along Dean’s neck.
“Gonna be a proper family, three of us,” Dean continued as he ground down harder. He released their dicks and braced himself over Adam, his rutting getting faster. Adam’s hands scratched at Dean’s back and rocked his hips up, meeting every one of Dean’s careful and precise thrusts.
“Let go, little brother,” Dean panted against the side of Adam’s neck. “Big brother is here. Always take care of you.”
Adam’s body shuddered and he spilled between them. Dean rocked slowly, whispering encouragements as Adam rode his orgasm out. Dean gave one more hard thrust and grunted. Adam kissed his jaw as Dean added to the mess already on Adam’s stomach. Dean slid down and licked at their combined come on Adam’s belly, making him whine.
With the taste of both of them still in his mouth, Dean carefully zipped up Adam’s pants and covered him with a blanket. He kissed Adam softly on the forehead.
“Sleep, little brother,” he whispered. “Won’t let anything happen to you.”
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