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Wish A Little Wish (tag fic, Dean/Sam) cont'd Post #2

Jul 09, 2008 00:00

Title: Wish A Little Wish, cont'd Post #2
Pairing: Dean/Sam of Supernatural; early season 3
Rating: Eventually NC-17
Disclaimer: The characters are not ours, we’re just playing with them
Warnings: Slash, incest

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softbluebuddy July 9 2008, 07:44:28 UTC

When in the world had Dean gotten so in touch with his feelings? He had plenty of sexual encounters in his day, but he had never felt like this before. The way that he felt right now with Sam was a real first for him, and he couldn't be happier ( ... )

virtualpersonal July 9 2008, 08:07:48 UTC

Sam trembled at the sense of power Dean’s words gave him. He raised his head and looked seriously at his brother. “I know how good it feels Dean, I’m feeling it too.” It was hard, and risky… this, saying things you couldn’t take back, doing things that would never be forgotten. “Do you have any idea how you look to me?” Sam’s gaze traveled over his brother’s ruggedly handsome features, and down the strong lines of his body. “How safe you make me feel?”

He was afraid of making a fool of himself, and afraid not to. “Hold me?” When Dean’s arms went around him, Sam pressed his mouth into Dean’s chest, moving ever lower… leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses, until his mouth was over Dean’s cock straining against his jeans. He felt Dean jerk, and knew he was doing the right thing… opening his mouth and kissing him harder along his shaft. Fuck, just the thought of how hard Dean was now, how hard he’d been in the pool, was making Sam want to do a lot more than kiss.

softbluebuddy July 9 2008, 08:30:08 UTC

Dean was feeling even more amazing than he had just moments before Sam had admitted how he felt and looked at Dean and how safe Dean made his baby brother feel ( ... )

virtualpersonal July 9 2008, 08:51:22 UTC

It didn’t take long to get used to the feel of silky smooth skin stretched taught over Dean’s rock hard erection. With the sounds he was making, the uncontrolled movements of his hips, there was no way Sam could stop… no way he wouldn’t see this through. Opening his throat up, he took Dean inside… all of him, squeezed and swallowed, tasted and pressed his tongue around Dean’s cock until his brother’s fingers dug into his shoulder so hard it hurt. And then Dean was coming… and Sam kept swallowing, kept taking him in his mouth until Dean’s movements stilled.

Pulling off him, he licked his lips. “Tangy and salty….” he muttered, under his breath, watching Dean. His brother was breathless and for once, he looked so… so careless, so soft and vulnerable. So unguarded, it took Sam’s breath away.

He crawled up the length of Dean’s body to claim a kiss, and found himself fucking Dean’s hip in the process. Just a few minutes, that’s all it would take… he was that close to the edge.

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virtualpersonal July 10 2008, 01:36:16 UTC

Sam came out of deep sleep to find his body was on fire. Disconcerted, he shifted slightly and started to piece things together. He was naked... completely. The strong arm thrown over his waist, the calloused warm palm pressing into his stomach, was his brothers. And Dean's cock was as ready as ever, wedged tightly against Sam's ass ( ... )

softbluebuddy July 10 2008, 05:08:55 UTC

'No, no, no!' thought Dean after waking up from the best night of sleep that he could remember in, well, forever. But he was distressed because he woke up alone and looking around the room there was no sign of Sam.

Sam was running away from him again, he just knew it. And, this time, dammit, Dean wasn't going to let him.

He had meant everything he had said to Sam, and every feeling that he had been experiencing for the past twenty four hours was more real than anything that had ever come before.

Dean got out of bed, went into his bathroom, took care of his business and brushed his teeth then came back into his room, got dressed and walked through the connecting doors and didn't see Sam right away. Then he saw the sheer curtains near the sliding door billow in the breeze and realized that was where Sam had gone ( ... )

virtualpersonal July 10 2008, 05:39:59 UTC

Staring at the blue ocean, Sam thought it wasn't fair. Dean made it sound so easy. As if everything hadn't changed in one freakin' night. Everything.

One thing Dean was right about thought. That had been the best night in Sam's life too. Hands down, it beat every other experience he ever had. Yeah, he'd loved women, and been in love with them. But with Dean, it was like Dean said... he did belong to him. Somehow that was the truth. It just was ( ... )

softbluebuddy July 10 2008, 05:55:50 UTC

"Sam, what in our lives has been normal? Kind of think the 'normal' train left the station and we weren't on it."

Dean stood up and walked over to where Sam was standing in the doorway and stopped in front of him, reached up and put his hand behind Sam's head and pulled him down for a kiss, just like that was the way he kissed Sam every morning when he woke up, even though this was the first morning he had done so.

"You really want normal Sam? Seriously? Because I'd trade, no, I did trade every bit of normal that I had for this, for you. Don't you get it? It's just you and me, there isn't anyone else."

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virtualpersonal July 11 2008, 02:52:50 UTC

It was kinda weird not hunting, not investigating, not finding themselves in the seediest parts of town. But damned easy to get used to, thought Sam.

For such an awfully abnormal day, they sure were doing a lot of what the normal people in the world did. They were on vacation, for one. An actual holiday, a break... no work at all. They were in a great hotel, eating, drinking and playing sports... with other people. They read the paper, discussed the non-weird news and even went canoing ( ... )

softbluebuddy July 11 2008, 05:37:29 UTC

Dean was on the way back down to the bar after going back to the room to clean up and found the laptop on the bed with a sticky note on it and a snarky note from Sam telling him to get studying.

Well, hell. His baby boy just may be a freak after all. The first sites that he had bookmarked looked pretty mild, but then he had marked some more interesting and actually very kinky sites.

Dean wasn't exactly sure if Sammy was wanting to go there or he was just trying to freak Dean out the way he had startled Sam with his bold ideas this morning.

Whatever Sam wanted to do was going to be just fine with Dean, he'd go at Sam's pace as long as Sam didn't run away from him again.

Approaching the bar Dean saw Sam sitting at the bar being chatted up by that bartender, Lorne. Dean wasn't necessarily jealous, but wanted to be sure that in no uncertain terms, that Lorne knew Sam was off limits. Let Lorne know in essence mineSam was sitting on a barstool that didn't have a back on it leaning forward and Dean walked up behind him while he was ( ... )

virtualpersonal July 11 2008, 05:53:59 UTC

“Cut it out, Dean.” Sam appeared to be smiling too, only he was actually speaking through gritted teeth as he managed to shrug Dean’s arm off and gave him a look. It seemed perfectly alright somehow to touch and kiss here, at the Cabana Club, nothing anyone did fazed anyone else. But what bugged him was that he *knew* why Dean had done it, and it was so freakin’ obvious that Lorne would too.

“Not real necessary,” he said under his breath, his gaze battling the amusement in his brother’s eyes.

“Oh, no worries, sweetie… we’re all family here,” Lorne said getting Dean his drink.

Family. Could these two embarrass him anymore?

“So you boys have your evening cut out for you,” the bar tender said, wiping the bar top. “I was just telling Sam here that the store…”

Sam started coughing, and clearing his throat. “Gum. They have great gum there,” he filled in, begging Lorne with his eyes not to go there now.

softbluebuddy July 11 2008, 06:12:45 UTC

Dean smacked Sam on the back as he was coughing and going on about gum. Whatever, Dean didn't know Sam to be a huge gum chewing kind of guy, but, hell you never knew with Sam ( ... )

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virtualpersonal July 12 2008, 03:05:03 UTC

Sam searched Dean’s face and found no double meanings in what he said or his expression. “Yeah, we’d better. Cause you gotta be starving, after eating only a huge breakfast, lunch and having those mid day snacks they were passing around. I’m amazed you’ve got the strength to keep standing.” Grinning, he shoved his hands in his pockets and elbowed Dean lightly as he passed, leading the way to the café ( ... )

softbluebuddy July 12 2008, 06:03:14 UTC

After dinner, the waiter came to the table and let Dean and Sam know that evening, they had a special dessert bar where they had a variety of desserts for their enjoyment ( ... )

virtualpersonal July 12 2008, 06:14:14 UTC

While Dean was taking his sweet time at the dessert bar, Sam wandered to the edge of the patio. The cafe was up on the cliffs, above the hotel and bar. It had a really great view, though there was a bit of a climb.

He was looking down at the beach, where torches were being lit and the luau was starting, when something made him look straight down. At the foot of the cliffs, he saw a hand coming out of the water, then he heard a cry. If he hadn't seen the hand, he would never have heard it.

Without thought, he hopped over the glass fence, took a deep breath and dove into the dangerous waters below, hoping to hell there weren't any hidden rocks.

softbluebuddy July 12 2008, 06:39:23 UTC

Dean heard the words, "He jumped..." just as reached the table. He dropped the plate of crepes on the table and rushed over to where all of the commotion was taking place near the edge of the patio ( ... )

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virtualpersonal July 12 2008, 08:10:56 UTC

Reaching the door to his room, Sam rounded on Dean. Fuck, he hadn’t realized Dean was so close... so close he could feel his body heat through the wet clothes. His self preservation instincts kicked in and he put his hand out. “Back off.”

Pulling his gaze away, he quickly unlocked the door and walked in, starting to shut it in Dean’s face. He needed to think, and he needed to do it without Dean in his space.

softbluebuddy July 12 2008, 08:19:44 UTC

"No fucking way. Don't you even think about closing that fucking door. Do you hear me?" Aggressive and assertive Dean had just made an entrance. The hell with feelings, he and Sam were having this out, now, and Sam had better not argue because Dean was not in the mood.

Dean pushed his way in the door and faced an angry Sam who stood inside the room just glaring at him, clenching and un-clenching his fists looking like he wanted to hit something.

"I want to know, right now, what the hell your problem is," Dean growled at Sam, none of the aggressiveness or authority removed from his voice. He demanded an answer and then he braced his feet apart and crossed his arms and stared right back at Sam and waited...

virtualpersonal July 12 2008, 08:32:24 UTC

Sam paused. Dean was too close, and filled with fire... and that sent a tremor through Sam, something he didn’t want to acknowledge. “My problem?” He cocked his head, and moved back. “You’re my problem Dean. This isn’t... this isn’t gonna work.”

Was he really giving up the world he’d found in Dean’s arms last night? He bit his lip.

“It’s too hard. It’s too different. You... you promised me normal, you promised. But what happened at the beach, that wasn’t normal. Okay, you got your answer.” He strode to the connecting door and held it wide open. “I need to get outta these...and I need to think.”

softbluebuddy July 12 2008, 08:55:24 UTC

"Normal? Are you kidding me? Sam you almost died, again. Jesus, do you have any idea how I felt sitting on that beach with Lorne after they held me back and wouldn't let me into the surf to look for you? How I waited and waited and I thought they were going to bring me a body. Do you have any idea how that felt?" Dean said as he stepped closer to Sam standing at the connecting door ( ... )

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