Words: swipe, stone, pinch
Summary: Dean has truly found heaven...
Sam heard the noises as he approached the motel room door.
"Ohh that's SO good... oh yeah, mmm yeah... pinch me, I gotta be dreaming..."
Did his brother have a freakin' girl in their room? In the middle of the day? Sam looked on the ground near the door for their telltale sign to keep the hell out: a stone in front of the door. Not finding one, he slid his key into the lock and pushed the door open.
"Oh my God, this is so good!"
"Dean! What the hell are you doing?"
Dean turned in his chair, and Sam immediately spotted the source of Dean's orgasmic delight.
Dean swiped a hand across his mouth and smiled at his brother.
"Sammy, you gotta try this Snickers Ice Cream bar... it's-it's"
"Orgasmic?"
"Better than that."
"Give me one of those."
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