Paisley Collection
Remind Me
A selection of Wincest drabbles inspired by my favourite country artist, Brad Paisley
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"Do you remember the way it felt –
Back when we couldn't control ourselves?
Remind me"
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There was an unspoken agreement between them never to try and re-capture the past.
Sometimes Sam would get this look in his eye that would catch Dean's breath – but Sam had left Dean, had left the hunt, for an education and a pretty blonde to fall in love with. And as Dean would turn away, Sam would remember how his brother had never came after him; had never once fought his decision to leave.
But in the dark, with both of them feigning sleep, they would each remember in silence: remember a time from before Stanford and before Jess, when they were camped out in a motel room with John away for weeks on end and nothing but each other for company.
Remember the first time Sam had wrapped his hand around Dean's as his older brother jerked off; remember the look on Dean's face at the boldness of Sam.
They remembered those first hesitant, and then persistent, kisses. The taste of Sam's beaded sweat falling between Dean's lips. They were out of control with want for each other: that all-consuming, passions flaring lust that could only be sated by love itself in the quiet moments after when Dean would whisper things the outside world had no right to listen in to.
And in the silent nights of here and now, it was those things that crawled out into the darkness begging 'remind me'.