The Winchesters belong to Kripke Enterprises and the CW, not me.
Doin Laundry, Part 3
Following along in the Spirit of the Haircut stories, Dominant Sam, Submissive Dean
Sam came back to the Laundromat, with an empty coffee cup in his hand.
He stopped in the doorway to admire his bow-legged lover in the silky gym shorts.
"How's it comin', Princess? Almost done?"
Dean snorted and pulled open the dryer door. "I'm no Princess, jerk."
"You're anything I want you to be." Sam wrapped his arms around his brother and pulled him close.
Bending down for a kiss, he was presented with an ear as Dean turned away.
"Sam, not here! What if someone comes in?"
One hand came up to capture his head and hold it still. The other went down to rub his ass. The silk shorts slid smoothly over his cheeks. They were still warm from the washer and Sam loved the way they felt.
"Pack it up. We're out of here."
Dean pulled his jeans out of the last dryer and laid them out on the table.
"What are you doin'?"
"I'm going to put my pants back on."
"Nope. Wear the shorts."
"I'm practically naked." Dean complained.
"And you're going to get more naked. When we get to the car you're going to go for a ride."
"Of course we are. We'll be in the car."
"No, you're going to go for a ride , then we'll drive away." Sam picked up the bag.