Prompt: Clothing Malfunction

Prompt: Clothing Malfunction

Sam has never laughed this hard in his life. Not when he'd glued Dean's hand to a beer bottle, not when he'd put itching powder all over his boxers, not even when he'd sent that cross dresser over to hit on him.

None of that could possibly be better than what had just happened.

"So," Dawn asked him, "Explain this to me again."

Sam tried to control his laughing, breathing deeply until he could face his girlfriend and get it out, "Its basically…like a chastity belt. Anytime Dean or Faith try to take off their clothes to have sex the clothes won't come off. Anytime they are naked and about to touch anyone, or themselves, in any sexual way their clothes will reappear."

Dawn started giggling, then she was holding her stomach as she laughed and that set Sam off again, "Oh my god, that's the best curse I've ever heard. They're going to go crazy."

"Would you two shut the fuck up and help us undo this?" Faith yelled, "It's been a full 12 hours since I've had an orgasm. I'm going crazy."

Dean jiggled his leg, looking frighteningly like Thumper from Bambi, "Come on, Sam, we were so busy tracking those demons I haven't had any for days. I know you can figure it out, go be research buddies with Dawn, and solve this."

Sam looked at Dawn and smiled, "Sure guys, we'll go next door and figure this out, you just stay here and…well you really can't misbehave, can't you?"

"Bite me," Dean and Faith said simultaneously.

"Now, now," Dawn said, "Don't be like that. Take a cold shower of something…just not together. Sam and I will be back in no time."

With one more glance at the unhappy couple, Sam and Dawn left the room.

"Are we really going to look for a way to undo this?" Dawn asked him.

Sam smiled, wrapping his arm around her and leading her towards their hotel room, "Sure we are…first thing tomorrow."