More than a Sting

E/O Challenge : This Might Sting. The words might not be there, but the idea is there alright.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Supernatural.


The first sound of latex against skin had Dean flinching where he lay. The second was too much and Dean did his best to shoot sidewise and off the bed.

The movement aggravated the wide slash across his back and he moaned, coughing wetly through the pain.

"Dean, stop moving. You're only making it worse."

"I can't help it; my baby bro's about to come at me like a twisted surgical monkey," Dean moaned.

"Well, it's not my fault you got between an angry selkie and its kit. And believe me. I don't want to be doing this to you."