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Going Shopping
Chapter 1 – Produce
"Come on, jerk. How long does it take for you to get dressed?" Sam was waiting by the bunker door.
"Hold your pants on, bitch, perfection takes time." Dean yelled back and finally appeared. To tell the truth Sam thought he didn't look much different than he did an hour ago. Still tasty . Sam licked his lips, imagining the taste of his brother's skin on his tongue.
As Dean got close, still fussing with his jacket, Sam pulled him into his long arms and kissed Dean silly, all tongue and lips and wandering hands.
"I thought we were going shopping," Dean pushed on Gigantor's chest. Let's go, already" and led the way out the door and up the steps.
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Once they made it to the grocery store they were beacons of strange; two big, good looking guys, wandering the produce section with the young mothers, old people and working women. When Sam put his arms around Dean's waist and leaned in to lick an ear, every eye in the place was on them.
Then Sam went for the shelves and Dean wandered off to look at the oranges; bagged or individual? Decisions, decisions… He didn't look at Sam until he heard "Hey , jerk!" echo through the store.
Dean and everyone else in produce looked up at Sam who was waving a zucchini in one hand and a large carrot in the other. "Which one turns you on more?'
Dean dropped his head, He wanted to crawl under the counter. His blush mounted all the way up his ears to the bright pink tips.
Someone patted him on the ass and he turned in surprise to find one of the elderly ladies with a sympathetic look on her face.
"Take the zucchini, honey. It's more filling." She said, patted his ass again and wandered off.