Title: The Trouble with Trees
Authors: TheScarlettraven and heatherofnight
Dedication: To the divine jadesterling who is (hopefully) enjoying a birthday today and is simply awesome!
Summary: Sam and Dean not only must finish the hunt that introduced the magical willow tree into their lives but must deal with the differences it brought into their relationship. Set during S1. Sequel to The Weeping Willow Will Weep No More
Warning: NC-17. Adult content and sexual situations.
Pairing: You guessed it...wincest
The Trouble with Trees
Sam woke up feeling a bit fuzzy. It took him a moment to get his bearings. He was in a motel room which was nothing new. He was in bed but not alone. That was new.
The day's adventure with the Willow Tree came back to him all at once. Or at least what he remembered of it. One thing was clear, he had had the best sex of his life with his brother. Who was now in bed with him.
Damn. The whole awkwardness and wrongness of the situation hit him like a ton of bricks and before he could process anymore Sam untangled himself from his brother's arm and made a beeline to the bathroom. He faintly heard his name being muttered but ignored it in favor of privacy in the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom, he noticed that A. he was naked and B. he was a bit achy from the previous night's events. His thought process immediately clung to the fact that in a very bizarre way he had lost his virginity to his brother and …
To keep himself from freaking out his mind went to other things, like how very unfresh he felt and how he really needed a shower. Sam switched his mind to auto pilot and he jumped into the shower.
Once he was clean, he stood under the water, thinking about how it would be nice to share a shower with his brother if, well, you know he wasn't his brother. Damn it.
Then his mind went to Dean. If he was freaking out then what was his very thinks-he's-secure-in-in-his-manliness-but-really-isn't brother was doing. He must be having a coronary. Shit.
His mind went to what would Dean do as he stepped out from the shower and reached for a towel.
Dean would go into denial mode. Hell, at this moment, Sam was willing to go there too. He needed to process what had happened and so did Dean. If he didn't give Dean space on this then the likelihood of getting punched out was really a good bet. Sam didn't want his brother to freak out or to get hit so they both needed space.
A hunt was the best way to get away from this whole thing. Yes, they needed to finish up with the trees and then a new hunt.
-0-
Dean was just waking when his brother jumped out of bed like he was on fire. He had called out to his little brother but was just met with the slamming of the bathroom door.
Dean figured if he had been the one infected by the willow trees, and had had sex with his brother- he too would seek the asylum of the bathroom. But he was not the one infected, well at least not as badly as Sam had been, and what had he done? Fucked his baby brother. Damn it!
It made him want to call a do-over so badly but there were no do-overs for this sort of thing. If it had been the morning after with any of his flings, then sneaking off would be in order but that couldn't be in the cards, nope he was stuck to face this mess.
And face it he would be made to do. Sam wasn't one to let things go. Maybe a he could at least skip out for breakfast and take his time. Only, he was afraid that Sam would think he was running for this which – he was but not really.
The crazy thing was that last night had been amazing. He had never enjoyed sex more. If he could get through the awkwardness of the situation at least he had good beat off imagery for the rest of his life. Sitting up slowly, he realized that he was still naked and as much as he wanted a shower, he also wanted to get out of the room.
Dean sighed, he could get dressed and leave a note stating he was out getting breakfast. That would give him and Sam a bit more time to pull themselves together after... yeah after whatever that had been.
He moved slowly and located his duffel and started getting dressed. He was just about ready to grab his keys when Sam exited the bathroom in a towel. A towel that didn't cover much at all. It was all Dean could do to keep his mouth from dropping open and drooling.
Sam was still damp, his hair curling around his neck. Water drops dripping down between the boys pecs.
Dean quickly shook those thoughts out of his head and moved to get his keys. "Uh, thought I would get us some breakfast if that's cool?"
Dean heard Sam let out what sounded a relieved sigh. "Sounds good Dean, I need to start researching cleansing rituals we can use on the trees at Tabitha's house."
Trees, right, Dean had forgotten. It was good to hear that Sam was willing to let things go at least for now. Denial was something Dean could get on board with just about any time.
"Yeah, sounds good Sam. I'll be back soon."
Dean gave his brother brief eye contact and a nod before escaping out the door.
-0-
Dean returned thirty minutes later, after running out of excuses to return. He'd found a little coffee shop tucked away in this small town that had the stupid fru fru coffees his little brother loved so that had taken some time waiting on them to make a caramel vanilla latte. He'd bought a plain coffee for himself and some pastries.
Hands full he shuffled the drinks and bag of goodies so that he could unlock and open the motel door. The elder Winchester wasn't sure what he would find behind the door but was relieved to find his geeky little brother buried in his laptop. There was a small table in their room and Sam was making use of it.
Dean sat down their coffees and breakfast food and then pulled a chair up for him to sit in.
"So, you find anything useful?" Dean asked as he sat down.
Sam nodded, face glued to the computer screen. "Yeah, think so."
Dean snorted at his preoccupied brother, some things never changed and on a day like this he needed normality. Because what happened last night... Dean stopped that train of thoughts in its tracks and placed Sam's coffee in front of him.
"Thanks." Sam mumbled as he continued to read.
Dean grabbed the white bag in front of him and dug out a cinnamon roll, he was about to bring the pastry to his mouth when his brother let out a moan that went straight to Dean's dick, making it take notice. Sam's face showed pleasure similar last night.
"Damn Dean, where did you find coffee this good in this Podunk town?"
Dean swallowed hard, willing his dick to lose interest in the sounds his brother was making.
"Took me by surprise too, Sam. Uh, wanna a cinnamon roll?" Dean quickly turned his attention back to the white bag in front of him, digging for the other pastry.
"Yeah sure, thanks Dean." Sam replied. His large hand reaching out to take the cinnamon roll from Dean.
Their hands brushed against one another and Dean wanted to run but knew he was being stupid so instead he just took a big bite of his pastry and chewed it opened mouth trying to gross Sam out. Willing to do anything to change the atmosphere between them.
A disgusted grunt was his reward for the effort and Dean gave off an inner sigh at his moment of reprieve. Sam letting out noises of disapproval was a lot better than his happy sighs over the coffee.
Sam turned back to his computer and then sat in silence eating for a few minutes. Dean was happy to have the time to get himself under control. Stupid, damn trees, he cursed to himself. Their lives as brothers was screwed up enough without adding incest into the mix, thank you very much.
Dean was pulled from his angry tree musings by his brother's voice.
"So, I'm thinking a simple cleansing ritual is in order for this one, Dean. She used misguided Wiccan Magic so really, there is no evil to deal with."
Dean huffed, "No just overly happy pornorific trees!"
Sam chuckled. "Pornorific? Is that even a word?"
"Fits those trees and you know it." Dean watched as Sam's face turned a bit red before losing eye contact.
Not wanting to stay on the sex and trees subject, Dean changed directions.
"So, what are you thinking on this?"
"A simple smudging?" Sam replied quietly.
Dean scrunched up his head in thought. "That's what they call crushing and burning herbs in a bowl, and letting the smoke cleanse the air or items?"
"Yep, but I'm trying to decide on what we should use. Primrose seems safe but I think we need a few things to make it powerful enough."
Dean nodded. "Yeah, so what do you have in mind?"
Sam stared at the computer screen. "Well, Birch is normally a go to for this sort of thing but along with the cleansing powers it is also used for fertility rituals and considering how uh... friendly the trees are this might not be a good idea."
Dean almost choked on his coffee. "Hell no, Sam. We can't chance turning them into super sex trees. I vote no on Birch, there has to be something else we can use."
Sam let out a long sigh. "Well, there is Cedar but I have a worry about that one too. Cedar is known to attract good energy and I think these trees are happy enough."
"Good point, so let's say no to Cedar, what else?"
Sam nodded. "Sage is used in smudging to heal and cleanse. I'm not sure it fits really but ..."
The song "Sexual Healin" popped into Dean's head as he shook his head no. "I don't like the sounds of that one either."
"Lavender promotes balance and loving energy," Sam replied doubtfully.
"Dude, loving energy is what got us into this mess." Dean grumbled out.
"I know. But most of the stuff we normally use is for evil or bad energies, it's hard to find something to deflate 'happy sexual energy'." Sam used his fingers to quote the last part.
"Yeah, this is bullshit. Stupid hippie chicks trying magic. There has to be something, Sam."
"Mugwort, but it stimulates psychic energies."
"Yeah and those trees don't need any more stimulation!" Dean huffed out.
Sam wiped at his face in frustration. "I could call Bobby."
"Really Sam, you want to call Bobby about this?" Dean watched as his brother turned red in the face again.
"Okay, there has to be something that will work with the Primrose."
Dean perked up, "Are you sure you can use Primrose?"
Sam shifted in his seat. "It is used to promote cleansing and truth. I think it's safe."
Dean relaxed a bit, "Yeah sounds safe enough."
Dean watched his brother scour the internet for a bit longer when a thought hit him. "What about salt?"
Sam's eyes lit up. "Yeah, I think with the primrose that could work."
Dean watched as Sam read a bit more and then finally his kid brother seemed to be satisfied.
"We can use sea salt for purification along with some normal Willow Branches. That with the Primrose should work."
"Awesome, then let's get this show on the road," Dean replied as he moved to throw his empty coffee cup a way.
Sam sighed. "Dean it is only 10am, I'm not sure the hippie couple will be up and going."
"Well, then, we're waking their earth loving asses up and getting this done like now. I want to be done with all of this."
Sam nodded in agreement. "Sure, I'll give them a call."
-0-
Sam had hoped that a quick call to Tabitha would have them heading to the farm to take care of the trees. The faster they took care of this the faster they could move on but Tabitha had other ideas.
She and Moondoggie wanted some alone time with the trees before the purification. Waiting was not what Sam wanted to do but he could understand wanting to have tree sex one more time. It was definitely a pleasurable if not weird experience.
Dean had snorted at the announcement that they had to wait until after lunch and then decided to take a shower since they had to wait.
Sam was happy to spend time away from his brother but hearing his brother in the shower, and knowing he was naked, was a distraction. A lust filled distraction as Sam's mind kept wandering back to last night's proceedings.
This was so not good. Sam tried to concentrate on double checking his work on the cleansing but that wasn't working so he decided to head outside and make sure they had what they needed for the ritual in the trunk of the Impala. He knew they did but it didn't hurt to check, besides it got him out of the room with his brother.
Once he had checked and double checked to see if they had everything, Sam reluctantly headed back into the room only to find a towel clad Dean in the process of finding clothes. Damn it.
"Uh, Dean do we need anything? Are you hungry?" Sam asked from the doorway to the room.
Dean flushed a bit and looked uncomfortable. "Yeah well, a burger might be good. Extra onions?"
The last part was said as a question and not a demand and that told Sam that his brother was just as out of his game as he was after last night. Hopefully with some time and distance they could put this whole incest and tree sex thing behind them.
"Yeah, okay, I'll be back." Sam said as he quickly exited the room.
-0-
Two hours later and they were finally heading to Tabitha's farm. The Willow trees were in the front lawn, just waiting to attack. Sam shivered a bit in fear and a bit in anticipation with a tad bit of desire.
Dean sighed beside him and whispered, "Damn trees."
Sam nodded. "Yep, let's get this done so we can put this behind us."
"Sounds like a plan Sammy."
The two hunters exited the car and immediately the trees started moving and moving fast. Sam had no time to react before he was captured in the branches of the oncoming trees.
He could hear Dean curse beside him and huffing as he tried to pull Sam free. Part of Sam wanted free and part of him didn't but the reasonable part of his brain finally kicked in.
"Dean, while they are distracted just start the smudging." Sam was able to mumble out as the branches pulled him off his feet.
"Sam, you are the one that is the expert and while being distracted could be a good thing, heaven knows what they will do to you before I get this done." Dean was staring lustfully at Sam.
Sam realized that the trees just being around must cause people to lose a bit of control. It would make sense that they might give off a pheromone.
Sam was broke out of that thought when Tabitha and Moondoggie moved towards them.
"Hey Babe, the trees really love Tiger Eyes." Moondoggie shouted enthusiastically.
Tabitha was staring at Sam when she responded, "Can't blame the trees, Sam is something to behold."
It was with that statement that Sam realized the trees had made quick work ridding him of his clothes. He hadn't even felt it, it was like he was riding a high and all he felt was pleasure with every fiber of his being.
Dean seemed to snap out of his trance when the hippie couple showed up. "So can you guys keep an eye on Sam and make sure the trees don't hurt him while I get the cleansing ritual?"
"Dude, the trees would never hurt Sam, they are worshiping him."
-0-
Dean had to agree that the trees seemed to be in Sam worship mode and to be honest he wanted to join them. Sam's shirt had been pushed up his torso revealing rippling muscles under taunt skin. Somehow the trees had even managed to get Sam's pants and underwear down, which was quite a feat for magic branches. Maybe Sam helped?
Dean was brought out of his Sam musings by Tabitha's voice.
"Dean, do you need help? Sam said we were doing a smudging?"
Dean made himself break eye contact with Sam and molesting trees, and turned his attention to the way too calm for the situation hippie chick.
"Yeah, why don't you help me get the stuff?" Dean mumbled out and moved towards the car.
Once away from the trees, Dean felt his head clear and the persistent ache in pants ease a bit. He gathered the two bags with the stuff that was needed and placed them on top of the hood.
"I think we should get the process started hear and move closer once we're ready so we don't get distracted by whatever is taking over us when we are near the trees," Dean explained as he started sorting out the herbs and things needed.
"Oh yeah the aura definitely captivates you whether or not you are the one that the trees center their attention on. Tiger Eyes seems to have a deep connection with them. It is amazing to watch," Tabitha replied as she watched Dean.
"Supernatural entities have always felt drawn to him," Dean let slip before he really thought about who he was talking to and the alias they were using. Playing reps from the Department of Agriculture, didn't really jive with the supernatural but, oh well, he had more pressing matters. He need not have worried, it didn't faze Tabby.
"Yes, I can understand that, Sam has such a unique aura."
They were interrupted from their preparations by Moondoggie's voice. "Guys, uh, the willows have moved on from the foreplay and so you might wanna either wait or get a move on."
TBC