Title: Rescue Me
Author: PlatinumRoseLady
Disclaimer: Like I'd treat Sam and Dean like I do in this story if they were mine… don't ANY of you answer that.
Drabble Challenge Word: "Graze"
Word Count: 100 words. I do love you, Word Count.
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized.
Spoiler Alert: None
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Sam struggled against the ropes, fell back against the bed with a growl. Caught, bound, clad only in his jeans. Helpless.
Warm, exploring hands drifted over his bare chest, down his taut abdomen, just grazing his navel. Sam bit down on his lip, eyes shut tightly. Voices filled his ears, promises of what they planned to do to him…
When the door was kicked open with a crash, he could have wept with relief. There stood his brother, guns at the ready.
"See, this is why I hate witches," Dean drawled. "You skanks just don't understand when no means no."