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After Panic
My tongue caresses Dean's bottom lip with a long sure stroke, licking along it like a she wolf washing her cubs. Slipping my tongue inside his mouth requires only one smooth thrust. Dean opens for me without hesitation. My fingers lightly trace his well defined abs. They quiver beneath even the slightest of my touches. His supple back arches giving me better access to run my hands up his chiseled stomach, his chest, over his broad, strong shoulders then back down his bent back to end up wrapped around his hips. I nibble my way down Dean's neck, biting harder here and there. Dean's whimpering drives me to mark him as mine, right where the shoulder meets the neck. I soothe the mark with my tongue, before sliding down his chest to lick his right nipple. I latch onto it, sucking and pulling with my mouth before pulling away and pinching it in between my thumb and forefinger. I roll it as I set my mouth on his left nipple. Dean writhes underneath of me, his hands fisting in the fabric of the motel's bed sheets. Normally Dean is the one on top, but he had almost gotten killed in tonight's hunt and that means that I am in control. I had almost lost him, so there is no way in hell he is getting out of this. He is mine. I trail my fingers down his stomach to end up on the inside of his thighs. My mouth soon follows. I pay a lot of attention to all the areas of his body except for the one area he wants me at. My tongue flicks in and out of my mouth, tasting the inside of his thigh.
"Damnit, Sam." Dean snarls as he twists under me. I smile up at him, before ghosting my mouth over his head. He gasps, bucking his hips up trying to be inside my mouth. I let his head enter and then fall back out. I go down engulfing Dean to the root, at the same time I push my lubed fingers into his ass and he screams in response. I slide up his length and go back down and this time Dean cums thrusting upward into my mouth as he does so. I swallow all of his cum, licking the last few drops of him off his softening cock and my lips. I quickly apply lube to my own rock hard cock before I rise back up his body and kiss him hard and demanding as I enter him. I pull my head back and glance down. Dean is hard again and I can see myself as I enter and exit him. I increase my tempo, speeding up and putting more force into it. When both Dean and I are close I reach down and grab him. Within two strokes he is cumming again, his rectal muscles tightening around me and pulling my own orgasm from me. I stand up, pulling out carefully, a slight wince tell me that I'd been a bit harsher then I'd meant to be. I grab a washcloth off the nightstand beside the bed and cleane us both up. I lay down beside him, wrapping my arms tight around him. He sighs softly and kisses my forehead.
"Sleep, Sammy. I'm not going anywhere."
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