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Chapter
Two : Something
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The next morning Dean was the first to wake up, pulling himself away from his still sleeping brother and slipping from the motel room. It wasn't long before he was back and a relieved smile came across his face when he saw Sam hadn't moved one bit, he was still sleeping soundly. Taking a moment to set down a box of donuts on the table, Dean walked towards the bed, sitting down upon the edge and lightly stroking his fingers up and down Sam's arm. "Rise and shine sleeping beauty" his voice was soft, almost faint but loud enough to cause Sam to stir and finally crack one eyelid open.
"Mmm" was a faint sound coming from Sam's lips, his body still very much asleep at the time.
Dean laughed softly and shook his head, holding out a styrophome cup he had clutched in one hand "I wake you bearing coffee"
At that remark Sam seemed to flutter his eyes open, staring straight at the cup and taking it from Dean's grasp. It wasn't but seconds flat before the cup was pressed against Sam's mouth, the warmth feeling almost exotic as the heat danced across his now moistened lips. "Wow that's - really good"
"That, Sunshine is real coffee. Not that instant shit you live off of" Dean had a grin pasted across his face as if he'd achieved somethign that very moment
"It's not that bad Dean" Sam sat up in the bed and took another slow sip from his coffee "When did you go out anyways?"
"This morning while you're royal ass was sleeping. I believe a 'Thank you Dean' is in order don't you?" Dean turned his neck to glance at his brother whom sat diagonally behind him on the bed.
"Thank you Dean" Within the couple of moments it took Sam to say it he was already behind Dean on the bed, the coffee had been sat on the nearest nightstand and Sam's arms looped around his brothers waist, his lips ghosting over the skin at the back of his neck.
Dean's breath was hitched in his throat and when he did exhale it was shaky. His body reacting and leaning into Sam's touch "What happened to slow Sammy?"
"I'm going slow," Sam started as his grasp got a little tighter around Dean, his hands snaking slowly up the bottom of his shirt "I'm just touching you," Sam stopped again to place a warm kiss on the back of Deans neck, and then a small trail up the side and stopping at a spot right under Deans ear "And kissing you... of course if you want me to stop.."
Dean's senses were a little slow at the moment; the feel of his brother's lips on his neck had his entire body tingling in the best way imaginable "God no - never stop Sammy"
Sam grinned at his brothers words, flicking his tongue across the skin right under Dean's ear, eliciting a moan out of him which only made Sams grin go wider, before he pulled away, slipping his arms back from his brothers waist and chuckling as he bounced from the bed.
"Guh-Uh... Sammy you can't just do that and walk away" Dean groaned as he flopped down on the bed, an aching problem between his legs and nobody willing to take care of it.
"Oh but it's so much fun" Sam laughed loudly and ran to where the donut box was placed, opening it and pulling out a glazed donut, walking back towards the bed and straddling his brother. "Want some?"
"Oh I want some," Dean mumbled, bringing his hands over his face and trying to subside the throbbing between his thighs as Sam basically pressed down on top it. "Sam I've got a bit of a situation here and your - well your making worse"
By this time Sam's mouth was half stuffed with donut, swallowing hard to force it all down Sam leaned in pressing his sugary sweet lips to his brothers and keeping it feather light, nothing but lips... none of that beautiful tongue Dean burned for. "I'm pretty sure your right hand has worked you wonders before Dean" Sam jumped up after that, laughing loudly as he walked into the bathroom closing the door behind him.
Dean could hear the faint sounds of the shower turning on. His lips still tasted like Sam's, sweet with sugar and then there was a component that lingered to his lips that was simply Sam, no one word could describe it. Deans tongue flicked out along his lips, bringing the essence inside his mouth before letting out a harsh sigh "I'm sure your right hand could work wonders as well Sam" Dean shouted in the direction of the bathroom and rolled over on his stomach, hoping the mattress would supply some amount of friction for his throbbing member and he simply lay there hoping the matter would subside before Sam came back out.
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Sam stepped into the bathroom with laughter thundering his throat. The mere evidence of what he could do to his brother was priceless. Although Sam knew he was going to pay for what he was doing, but for right now he was going to have his fun... even if it had consequences during and after.
He couldn't possibly imagine what the after consequences would be but he'd known Dean well enough to know it would be eventful... but the during consequences,
As Sam stripped his clothing he turned to the shower, the knob turned all the way on cold as he stepped in. The cold water working it's magic on his own throbbing member bringing down its salute... at least for now. As he stands there, hands pressed flesh against the cold tile and letting the water pound down onto his back, Sam's mind was in a land filled with Dean. Although he's the one that wanted to take things slow there were a few things Sam couldn't wait to do... nothing extreme like actually having sex with his brother but the small things going slow couldn't provide him this moment. Like tasting his brothers mouth, the hidden bounties there he knew would be as plentiful as the rest of his gorgeous body. Sam burned to taste him... wanted to get to know his brother further than just on that brotherly level. Sam let out a harsh sigh and turned off the water, this time mindfully setting cloths inside the bathroom, he didn't want to put Dean through that much after all.
When Sam took his leave from the bathroom he opened the door to see a clearly agitated Dean laying belly down on the bed, with a small shake of his head and barely noticeable laughter he walked closer, kneeling on the bed crawling on all fours up towards Dean, lying down beside him. One of Sam's hands found its way up Dean's shirt, his long fingertips running smoothly over Dean's back, while Sam laid a soft kiss on the side of his brother's face. "Whatcha doin?"
Dean looked at his brother wearily before speaking "Trying to get rid of a problem you created"
Sam frowned and removed his hand from Deans shirt, inching away a little on the bed "Sorry"
It took a beat before Dean realized what he said. With a look of full remorse in his eyes he sat up and moved himself closer to Sam, cupping his face lightly "No Sammy... it's a good problem. I like it that you --- that you do this to me" Dean smiled reassuringly letting his gaze fall quickly on his still swollen member then back up at Sam "It's just usually when people do that.. They fix it too" Dean wagged his eyebrows to try and lighten the mood a little.
Sam obviously liked Dean's attempt and gave a small smile in response. He licked his lips self consciously as his own gaze fell down at Deans pants and he gulped almost too loudly, his atoms apple bobbing in his throat and his hand Instinctively went at the hem of Deans shirt "Can I--" Sam cut himself off, feeling as if he couldn't speak any longer, like his throat had went and got awfully tight on him
"Tell me what you want Sammy..."
"Can I touch you--Can I taste you" Sams hand had already made its way up the front of Dean's shirt, feeling the rigid lines of his abs and chest muscles. His eyes burning with passion as he starred Dean directly in his own set of beautiful emerald eyes.
"God yes" was all Dean could mutter.
Sam moved his hands up slowly, taking Deans shirt by the hem and ever so slowly pulling it up and over his head, throwing it to the floor before pushing Dean down on his back. When Sam saw Dean Start unfacining his jeans he shook his head and stopped Deans fumbling fingers "Just this--were going slow Dean - I can't do that... n-not yet"
Dean nodded softly his body already hot and his member achingly hard and his brother had barely touched him yet--god why could Sam do this to him.
Sam swung is leg over his brother, sitting upright in Dean's lap before leaning down, meeting Deans soft moist lips with his own in passion burning deep inside. This time it was Sam's tongue which traced the outline of Deans lips and to his liking Dean parted them allowing Sam entrance into his glorifying mouth. The moment their tongues touched Sam moaned deep in his throat. The taste of Dean made his legs go weak and he was thankful for that moment that he was sitting down. He tasted of stale beer and salt, but there was something else, something Sam knew nobody else could taste like... because it was just Dean.
Dean had started to writhe underneath his brother. The moment their tongues touched he went into ecstasy. That same taste he had experienced earlier re-explored his mouth, burned into his memory now for all time.
When Sam finally did part from the kiss, he moved directly towards Deans jaw line, leaving a hot trail of his lips all along it, down his neck to a spot he sucked lightly long enough to leave a mark and he moved his ventures downward. Kissing every patch of skin he could visibly see stretching across Dean's chest and stomach, finally working him right below the navel, causing Dean to hump up a few times as his steamy lips touched the delicate skin.
"God Sammy," Dean gasped out his lips still swollen from the kissing he had been doing previously "Need to--"
Sam moved his lips back up to claim Dean's cutting off any further interruption from him "I know" he breathed against them. Although Sam wasn't ready to see Dean fully nude yet--wasn't ready to experience what it would be like to taste him down there---wasn't ready to make love to his brother yet, but Sam knew what Dean needed, release. And Sam needed it too. With their lower halves still clothed Sam began to grind into Dean. Their erections, even through the worn denim, were radiating heat. The movements between the two of them, humping up and pressing back down again had become erotic and Sam came with a shout of Dean's name.
Just the sound of his name exploding from his brother's lips in such a needy and pleasurable manor caused Dean to go over the edge himself, coming with a few jerky movements and finally lying there with his brother collapsed atop him as they both came down from their high.
Both boys had sticky messes in their shorts and finally coming to realization with it. "Dude" Dean muttered out as he still lay underneath his brother.
Sam lifted his head a little and felt the slightest bit uncomfortable and he made a face which Dean was sure was only a face Sam could pull off. "Eww" Sam stood self consciously and looked down at his brother, his facial expression turned into Awe, like he'd seen an angel... that's what he could use to describe the way Dean looked, flushed cheeks and sweat clinging to his skin, he looked heavenly "I'm gonna grab a shower" he said lowly before turning to do just that.
Dean jumped from the bed and ran behind his brother, grabbing him around the waist and tip toeing up to place a kiss on his neck "I could always tag along" he grinned.
Sam loved the sensation of his brother's lips but he turned around and shot a look Dean's way "Dean"
"Yeah yeah, slow I remember" Dean rolled his eyes and shrugged at his effort, walking back towards one of the tables where his bag lay shifting through it and pulling out another pair of worn jeans. Right before he was about to strip from his sticky cloths Dean noticed Sam was still watching him "I'm gonna," he said with a glance at his brother Dean made a motion towards his zipper "So you might wanna ... go away or something"
It took a minute for Sam to snap into focus again and he nodded "Uh yeah, right. I'm gonna go and - you know" and he was gone. Shuffling his feet into the bathroom and closing the door quickly.
