~*~Tease Me~*~

Fingers skimming over skin, hitting all the right places making him moan out. Nips and playful licks placed over the sweat slicked skin following the fingers. Moans and soft whimpers fill the darkening room as more teasing caresses are placed. Always so close, but never enough for real contact.

~*~Kiss Me~*~

Lips mold against one another's softly at first, then pressing harder and more passionate. Tongues play together in a tangle as the elders hands tangle in shaggy dark brown hair, pulling him closer. Teeth meet the younger's bottom lip sensually, eliciting a plethora of moans, whimper and gasps. Their lips met again, slightly more frenzied, yet still slow and smoldering.

~*~Hug Me~*~

Dean was never really one for touchy feely things, his no chick flick moment held, even harder it seemed at times. There were points when he would let Sam talk him into doing slightly girly things though. Standing and watching the sunset was one of them. Sam didn't push it to often, for then it didn't feel special anymore. He would always insist upon hugging Dean from behind, even if the older brother did grumble a lot. A guarded secret for him was how much he liked being held like that however.

~*~Hold Me~*~

If ever asked, Dean would say that he only would hold Sam all night long to protect him and keep him warm. Even if it was hot enough to use the AC in the room, he would hold him and say later he was too lazy to turn the air down. Never would he admit to needing the feel of Sam in his arms. Needing to feel the warmth of his naked back against his chest and burying his face in Sam's hair. It just wasn't admitted. He never was able to keep those feeling from his Sammy. So he knew Sam knew, but it just wasn't talked about.

~*~Pin Me Down~*~

Being in the line of work they were in, neither of them really liked to feel vulnerable except with each other. Sam was more often than not the one on bottom, when he wasn't he wouldn't go easy on Dean. And that was exactly how Dean wanted it. He wasn't one for slow and sweet, he would do it to Sam but he wanted it rough. It wasn't about wanting anything over quick, it was about being fully out of power. Sam would pin him to the mattress and take away all of his opinions of anything. It was exactly perfect in Deans eyes.

~*~Love Me~*~

No matter what Dean felt for Sam, he didn't like saying it out loud. He would smile and kiss him when Sam would say he loved him, but that was about it. The only time that Sam could get him to say it back was right before they fell asleep. Not even after hours of going at it, could he get him to say it. It didn't matter much since right before Dean would lose his last few strings on consciousness, Sam would say the three little words. And Dean would smile gently in and say them back, followed by a soft snore. That was enough for Sam.

~*~*~*~Authors Note~*~*~*~

This is my first attempt at a little Wincest.

Hope it's up to my usual par

I don't own Supernatural