The sudden sound of 'Carry on my Wayward son' coming from his pocket made Dean jump as his phone rang. Pulling it out of the denim prison, he looked at the ID and got a confused look. Normally it wouldn't be that weird for him to get a call from Sam, but seeing as he had just left not ten minutes ago, it was odd.
"What's up Sam?" He answered.
"Hey Dean, Joey is going to be bringing Kris home early," He said, his voice thick with apologies.
"It's ok, what's going on?"
"Something to do with one of her siblings or something, she didn't have all the details, I'm sorry babe"
"Don't be, it's not like I haven't been alone with Kris before"
"Not for as long as I'm going to be gone," Sam said.
"Sammy it's fine," Dean said, shifting on the couch.
"She'll more than likely be hungry, so just give her a grilled cheese and then I don't know, she's not really one for being predictable much,"
"I'll figure it out, just get to your meeting with the publishers and do great"
"I will, I love you Dean"
"I love you too," Dean smiled and hung up the phone.
It was only about three minutes before there was the sound of Joeys car outside. Standing up and heading over to the door, he got there about the same time as the two girls.
"Hi Dean," Joey said as Kris said 'Dean' in a happy tone and went to him.
"Hey Kris, Joey everything going to be ok?" He asked the teen.
"I hope so, but my mom wants me home"
"It's ok, just keep us informed ok?"
"I will thanks, see you later Kristen,"
"Bye Joey," Kris smiled and waved with the arm that wasn't around Dean's neck.
Joey gave another wave and went back to her car and headed out.
"So are you hungry?" Dean asked, moving back into the house.
"Mmhmm," Kris nodded.
"Ok," He said and headed into the living room.
Putting on The Nightmare Before Christmas at her request he headed into the kitchen and went about getting things ready. When the sandwich was in the pan he turned it on and stood in the living room for a second.
"This is one of my favorite songs," Kris said, looking up at Dean.
"Mine too," He smiled and watched Oogie Boogies song with her.
"What's that smell?" She asked.
"Wha?" He started to say until he smelt the smoke as well.
Rushing back into the kitchen, the pan that held the over done sandwich was smoking, but not enough to alert the smoke detectors. Pulling the pan off the stove and turning the burner off he slid the ruined food into the garbage and put the pan in the sink. Turning on the water, he cooled it down and turned the water off. Sitting at the table in the kitchen he put his face in his hands and sighed. He was supposed to make her food, not try and burn the house down.
There was the sound of Kristen in the kitchen, but at the moment he couldn't really bring himself to look at her. He was supposed to be the responsible adult and he got caught up watching a movie. Kristen's footsteps got closer and there was a small clunk as something was set on the table. Looking up from his hands on the table there was half a loaf of bread, a jar of peanut butter and a butter knife. Kris smiled at him and climbed up into his lap.
"I like peanut butter sammiches just as much as I like grilled cheese," She said, putting the knife in his hand.
Smiling he quickly made her a sandwich and handed it to her. Looking up at him she frowned a little.
"What?" He asked confused. There really weren't many ways to mess up a peanut butter sandwich.
"You didn't make yourself one," She stated with a nod.
"Oh, I'll fix that then," He smiled and made himself one.
They were about half way through them when Kris said she was thirsty. Setting his sandwich down, he stood up with her on his hip. Getting them each a glass of milk, they sat back down and finished their lunch and then Dean did the dishes quickly.
"What do you want to do now?" Dean asked following her into the living room.
"Can we watch that again?" She asked pointing to where the menu for The Nightmare Before Christmas was still playing.
"Sure," He smiled and restarted the movie, sitting on the couch with his back against the arm rest.
Climbing up onto the couch she sat on Dean's leg that was closest to the couch and tucked her arm in the space between his side and the couch. Her other hand moved to Dean's stomach and just rested there as she watched the movie. Slipping his arm around her he smiled and she let out a contented sigh.
"I really like having you around Dean," Kris said in a sleepy voice.
"I like being around," He said, kissing the top of her head.
A few hours later Sam came in with a pizza and an apology on his lips until he saw the two of them. The movie had ended and was just playing the menu music over and over, but the two sleeping on the couch didn't even notice. Sam set all his stuff down and put the pizzas on the table and took his shoes and socks off. Heading over to the couch he knelt down next to it and kissed Dean's cheek. Green eyes fluttered open, looking around and landing on Sam.
"Hey you," He said in a sleep clouded voice.
"She tire you out or something?" Sam asked, chuckling softly.
"Hush you," Dean smiled and pulled Sam forward and kissed him gently.
They kissed for a few more moments until a stirring from Dean's chest made him look down as Kris opened her eyes.
"Hi daddy," She smiled as he leaned over and kissed her head.
"Hi baby did you have fun with Dean today?"
"Yea," She smiled and sat up. "What's for dinner?"
Sam laughed slightly. "Pizza, so go wash your hands ok?"
"Ok," She smiled and hopped off Dean's lap and headed in the direction of the bathroom.
Dean stretched a little only to jump as his lap was suddenly full again with a much heavier person than had vacated.
"Hello there," Dean smiled and gasped as Sam kissed him.
Their kiss was hurried and passionate, breaking only when they heard the toilet flush and water running.
"You're staying the night," Sam said, nipping at the side of Dean's neck.
"Yes sir"
Sam kissed him again and got up, heading into the kitchen to get the pizza plated up and some drinks for them.
After dinner they watched Godzilla, upon Kristen's request even if she spent most of the movie hiding her face in Sam or Dean's chest. She wanted to watch it all the way through though. Then she got them to play a few games with her, calling Dean out when he let her win. After Sam got her into her pajama's she had them both tell her a story and was soon down for the count.
"She sure is bossy at times," Dean said as he walked into Sam's room followed by the other male.
"Yea, but it's better than crying to get what she wants," Sam replied locking the door and pushing Dean against it. "Now enough talk"
Dean licked his lips and attached them to Sam's as the taller male grabbed his hips holding him to the door. Wrapping his fingers in Sam's long hair, he pulled him close their erections brushing together through layers of denim and cotton.
"Sammy," Dean gasped. "Fuck"
"That feel good De?" Sam asked, grinding his hips forward.
"Yea, yea Sam it does"
Letting his hands off Dean's hips, he pulls the males shirt over his head and off tossing it somewhere. Dean made quick work of Sam's own shirt and pulled their naked chests together.
"I love your body" Dean said, nipping his way over Sam's collar bones and upper chest.
"I'm pretty fond of yours too," Sam said, undoing Dean's pants, pushing them and his boxers down. "I'd really love to feel it on top of me"
Dean shuddered in pleasure, kicking his lower clothing off as Sam made quick work of getting his own off. Pushing away from the wall they moved over to, and fell on , Sam's bed. Spreading his legs Sam pulled Dean between them, their cocks rubbing almost roughly together.
"Fuck Sammy baby," Dean moaned, reaching for the lube in the side table. "How bad did you miss me today?"
"So much I hate that stupid publisher," Sam gasped and moaned as Deans, now lubed up, fingers found his hole. "Most of what they needed me there for was stuff I've gone over before with them'
"I'll make it up to you" Dean said nipping at Sam's hip as he pushed his fingers in him deeper.
Sam gasped and arched off the bed as Dean's two fingers rubbed over his prostate, his lips and teeth still working the flesh of his hips. As he started working a third finger in, his lips kissed over Sam's hardened cock, teasing.
"Dean, come on please, I need you in me"
"I am can't you tell?" Dean smirked and twisted his fingers a little.
"Dean please"
Pulling his fingers out of Sam, he grabbed the lube and put an amount of his cock and moved between Sam's long legs. Grasping his hips, Dean eased himself into Sam, both of the moaning quietly. When he was fully in Sam, Dean leaned down pressing their lips together roughly as he started moving.
"Damn baby you feel so good" Dean gasped and moaned as Sam spread his legs further, making Dean move into him more.
"You feel better," Sam said tossing his head back, giving Dean a perfect chance to nip and suck at the exposed skin.
Snapping his hips forward more Sam fought to keep his moans low as Dean's hand molded over his cock. Dean's hand moved over his cock in times with the near bruising thrusts he was delivering.
"You wanna come for me Sammy?" Dean growled into his ear.
"Yea, yea"
"Then come for me Sam, come for me"
With a choked off moan Sam came over Deans hand and his own stomach and chest. Kissing Sam deeply it only took a few more thrusts for him to follow Sam with his own orgasm. Their lips didn't leave each others as Dean reached for something to clean them up with, landing on Sam's shirt. Pulling out he wiped most of it up and tossed the shirt in the hamper. Getting out of bed he went into Sam's attached bathroom and got a wash cloth and wetted it. Dean cleaned himself and wrung out the cloth before wetting it again and going to clean Sam up.
Once they were dressed in pajama pants, the door unlocked again and in bed Sam let out a small chuckle.
"What is so funny?" Dean asked, looking down at Sam's head that was on his chest.
"That you tried to burn my kitchen down"
Dean groaned a little and swatted Sam shoulder lightly. "I'm not going to be able to get away with anything as long as she's around am I?"
"Not in the least, but hey it could be worse"
"Yea and I'm glad it's not," Dean said, tilting Sam's head up and kissing him gently. "Good night Sammy"
"Good night De"
~*~*~*~Authors Note~*~*~*~
Yay another chapter and this one will make you AWWWWW and reach for the tissues and I'm not even sorry X3
I hope you enjoy 3
There will be a fourth part to this as soon as I feel like it haha
I don't own Sam or Dean
