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The Haircut, part 3
For TheResurrectionist, who asked for it.
Dean breathed in deeply. He loved being claimed so completely by Sam
He could still feel the way Sam had squeezed his dick, while declaring "You belong to me."
He mulled over the buttons he had had to push to get Sam to declare his ownership of his body.
He was pretty sure he could do it again.
"Where are we off to now, bitch?' he taunted Sam.
Sam glanced at his brother. "I think we both know who the bitch is here. I'm going to take you somewhere nice and private and teach you to behave."
"Big words, Sam." Dean sneered.
"Damn." Sam said and smacked the steering wheel. Checking traffic he pulled suddenly around the back of the Hair Salon and parked in an empty space.
The next Dean knew he was bent over the trunk of the Impala and his pants were around his ankles.
"The hell, Sam!" he exclaimed. " Right here in front of God and everybody?"
"Oh yes, Sam breathed. "Right here and now."
With little prep Sam took charge and entered harshly.
Afterwards Dean lay there relaxed, and compliant, waiting for the next order.
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