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Touch. Something every human needs. Something every human will go to great lengths to obtain, no matter the consequences…
Sam and Dean Winchester didn't care about what other people might think, assuming they found out. They didn't care what happened when they touched, all they knew was that it felt so good, that it brought them the comfort that they each so desperately needed. They both needed the release and a reason not to lose themselves to the very things that they hunted. In their world, Sam needed his brother to keep him chained to the ground, just as he would keep Dean's mind in this realm.
Sometimes it seemed like it was they could do to cling to each other in the night, and with each thrust, forget about what haunted their memories.
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I know, it's incredibly pointless, but I was just writing this one night (half-asleep, might I add), and I couldn't really think of anything else to do with it, so I decided to just post it and see what happens.
If anyone has an idea as to how this could keep going, put it in your review or email me.