Title: Conversations on a Motel Bed 1
Words: 140
Summary: Drabble. Sammy wants the remote. Dean twists nipples and Sam fights dirty. But then again… so does Dean.
Warnings: Weecest! \o/
Rating: R (for language and Dean)
Disclaimer: If I could, I would. But I don't
Notes: This consist entirely out of conversations and I hope it's clear who says what
"Sam? What're you doing?"
"I just wanted the remote."
"Well I have it."
"Yeah I know, just let me change the channel."
"Nah, this is good."
"You're not even watching it!"
"Yes I am."
"No you're not, your eyes were closed."
"So?"
"So?"
"Hey! Don't push that bu-"
"Or what?"
"You little fucker, you pushed the button."
"I did."
"You're gonna pay."
"Bring it bitch!"
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"No! No! Don't!"
"What? This"
"No! OH Fuuuck! You fu.."
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
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"Ah shit Dean.. Dean! Don't."
"What? 'S your nipple still sore?"
"Uhuh"
"Sorry."
"Don't laugh you jerk, 'snot funny."
"Haha yeah it --- " … "oh fuck! M'nads!"
"Not so funny now huh?"
"Ah fuckyoudickbreath."
"None of that now Dean"
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"Sam?"
"Hm?"
"What are you watching?"
"Discovery Channel Mythbuu --- ah fuck "
"You were sayin' ?"
"Ngh"
"Exactly."
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