Four thingsA/n I dont own Supernatural, Kirpe does. Cuz trust me if I did, little children would not be able to watch it.
Only four things in this world mattered to Dean Winchester. And they mattered in this order
1. Food- Hey, everyone needed it… Dean just liked it a little more than everyone else
2. Sex- After is first time at 16 he was hooked. No further explanation needed.
3. His Car- That beautiful, black 1967 Chevrolet Impala that he repaired with his dad. But has been crashed more times than he would like to admit. It was also where he'd lost his virginity…both times.
4. Sammy- His younger brother. Sam to everyone else and if you even think about adding another syllable, you risked a broken nose.
But on one night, in the middle of nowhere, in mid October, 3 of those 4 things combined.
They don't remember how they got the way they were, or why they were the way they were, but Sam was on top of Dean kissing him like he was air and Sammy hadnt breathed in years.
"Sammy" Dean pushed Sam away from him gently. "Sammy we have to stop."
"Why" Sam growled and lazily kissed Deans jaw, who moaned in return (though he will never admit it.)
"Sam cuz Oh god..." Dean arched into Sammy's body.
"Sam will work just fine De, you don't have to call me god." Sam kissed along the juncture of Deans neck and shoulder.
"Sam, Stop." Dean pushed his younger brother away. "We cant do this its a Mortal Sin."
Sam laughed softly "Chalk it up to the other ones like...Murder...Lying...Fornication." Sam drove his hips into Deans eliciting a shudder and a moan from the older man "how can something this wrong feel so good. Huh, De?"
Throwing caution to the wind Dean pulled Sammy back down for a searing kiss.
That night in the middle of no where, Dean realized he really only had 3 important things in his life. Because from that night on, "Sex" always ended with the phrase "only with Sammy."