(Biting and Bloody Sex, Oh My!)

(Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural and its characters but I do own Dante Finch, so hands off ladies, lol. I do like to borrow the boys sometimes, they got style, flare, and oh, yeah, are drop-dead sexy.)

Plot: The boys are settling into their room for a quiet night together. Yeah right! You see, our boys have plans for each other, some not so quiet and yeah, not so tame either. Sex with biting and a little bit of kink is right up their alley tonight.

When is too far not far enough? Well, maybe we should ask the boys.

Warning: This is mostly kinky bloody biting sex for this chapter, I'm just warning you! There is a plot honest, our boys just want to…play. Yeah, that's the word, play, yeah right…

(Warning: Explicit Wincest, explicit language, and schmoop warning.)

Please read if you like this kind of thing.

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Sam waited until the door shut to approach Dean, a wicked smile on his face. Dean watched him approach and let him lead them to the bed, undressing as they went. Soon they were naked and facing each other. Dean pushed him down onto the bed and laid him out so he could admire his body in the dim light of the lamp. His breathe caught in his throat at how beautiful Sam was. He straddled him and began to kiss his gently, wanting to draw out their pleasure this time, not be wild but make love like he knew he wanted to do with Sam now.

Sam's hands flexed and splayed onto Dean's shoulders, rubbing into the muscles there as his need for the man built. Dean moved up to Sam's ear again and said softly, letting his lips nibble it and his breath flow over it, nipping at the spot behind it softly, making Sam moan again and clutch at Dean pulling his body more into his own, grinding his building erection into his own. "Sammy, I am going to make love to tonight, make you feel so good, Baby. Let me do the work, please, Sammy, let me please you."

Sam's eyes met Dean's and he nodded, wanting Dean to have his way with him. His body went still and his hands went to Dean's face, caressing it, kissing him softly. "Make love to me, Dean. Please."

Dean smiled at Sam's total surrender to him and sighed softly into his soft tanned neckline, "I will, Sammy, make you feel good, so good. Love you, Baby."

"Love you, too. Dean." Sam said letting his head fall back as Dean's hands and lips explored his body, glorying in it, not missing a part, before flipping him over and giving his back and torso the same treatment. Sam moaned and arched into the touches but did his best to keep it slow but it wasn't easy, especially when Sam was suddenly flipped over, revealing his hard on and lust glazed eyes, moaning for more.

Dean complied and started at his neck again and kissing Sam harder, needing some completion with him, the foreplay was killing him. "What do you want first, Baby, head or me inside you?" He nipped at his neck and waited for Sam's answer, willing to do what he wanted first. He was willing to please Sammy however he wanted him to.

"Suck me, Baby, making me come. Take me after, please." Sam said, he preferred Dean's lips on him over the other, it was his favorite thing for Dean to do when given a choice. Dean grinned wickedly again and kissed his way down to his chest, taking time to suck on his nipples, letting his tongue circle them, his teeth gently nipping at them, making Sam's breathe hitch and his body arch in greater need, loud moans begging Dean to not stop coming from him in rapid succession now. Dean let his mouth continue down to Sam's pulsing member, lightly touching it, holding it, rolling the scrotum and balls with the ball of his hand and his fingers, his tongue kissing them, suckling them, making Sam writhe with each one, his body straining for more contact, needing Dean to suck him now!

"Gonna make you come, Baby, gonna make you feel sooo good." he said licking a finger and sliding it into Sam and brushing his prostate while lowering his lips to the head, gently sucking on it before sliding to the length, letting his teeth gently stroke the vein on the underside of it, his mouth resting at the very end of it before moving back up then down again in smaller intervals. He would take him all on sucking hard then take him in smaller intervals sucking harder, hollowing out his cheeks, closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of Sam in his mouth, his taste and smell surrounding him, driving him more into the act until Sam was physically arched his back and ass off the bed into Dean's mouth, crying out his name and Dean was suddenly glad the panic room was sound proofed. Sam's hand clamped down hard onto his head and slammed it all the down to the end of his shaft, grinding into his sucking lips and teeth, and tongue as it pulled him further into the pleasure, erasing all thought but coming for Dean, coming for Dean, Dean pleasing him this way. He screamed his release and held Dean where he was in a death grip that would have ripped Dean's hair out if he had tried to move which he didn't, he moaned his own release into Sam as the sight of that beautiful body arching before, the head shooting back with eyes clenched shut, his mouth, that sexy mouth of Sam's became an 'Oh' shape, and the hard member filling his throat and mouth, the inability to fight Sam's hold on his head, the come shooting into his throat forcing him to swallow it or choke, made Dean shoot off his own release, crying out Sam's name along with some curses into Sam's coming member blocking his ability to breathe which didn't really matter at that point since by then Dean had forgot to breath anyway. His head shot back a little into that tight hold, his own eyes clenched shut and fireworks exploded behind his lids.

Sam lay back panting out his satisfaction, a wide sexually satisfied grin lit his wonderful lips. Dean made sure to lick all of his release from his lover before going up to lay by him, kissing him and enjoying the passion which Sam kissed him with, clearly liking the taste of himself in Dean's mouth. They lay there a bit and did gentle touches before Sam's hand crept to Dean's groin and stroked him hard again. Dean moaned as Sam did this, knowing what he wanted and wanting to give it, so much wanting to make love to him this way.

"You want me inside you, Sammy? Do you?" Dean said biting his neck hard, not drawing blood but definitely marking the gorgeous tan skin. He licked the spot, sucking it lightly, and upon hearing his lover moan most obscenely and making him stroke Dean harder, asked again ,"Do you, Do you want me to fill you, Baby?"

"Yes!" Sam moaned louder, "Please, now, please. I want you now." He arched as Dean bit and sucked his way down Sam's neck until Sam was writhing and telling him to please take him now, he needed him now.

Dean complied and put Sam's feet onto his shoulder and pushed his legs forward, his knees bending as Dean pushed him forward. "Sammy, grab the lube by your head, would you?" Dean smiled and Sam chuckled not the least detoured from their desires by the pause in activity, Dean took the time to stroke Sam's member firmly, making him moan for more. Sam handed him the tube and he applied it to his member but bent down to let his tongue explore the pink hole, lavishing with kisses and thrusting his tongue into, fucking him with his tongue until Sam's head shot back again, his hands grasping the bedspread in large clumps, pulling the fabric to the breaking point, moaning like a slut and sounding like a star of a porn flick, just the way Dean wanted him to be doing right now. He pushed into Sam until he hit his prostate and stopped for a moment.

"Fast and hard, or slow and gentle, Baby? What do you want? Tell me, Sammy, how do you want me?" He pushed hard into his prostate again and again until Sam answered him, nearly screaming his answer, moaning pornographically again, better than any porn star Dean had ever heard and looking better in his abandoned desire than any porn star he had ever seen. Sam was his walking talking wet dream, Sam was sex on legs, and damn if he was having trouble stopping himself from pounding into his ass like there was no tomorrow. Tonight was for Sammy, so he had to know what his lover wanted.

"Slow then fast, don't let me come too early, Baby, make it last, please, make it last. I'm too close…" Sam liked what Dean was doing but did want to make it last. He knew Dean wanted to make this night about him and he was willing to help him do that.

Dean slowed his thrusts until he gently bumped the prostate and allowed Sam's hips to dictate the speed of their lovemaking for now, he would slow it down like Sam asked if it began to move too fast. Sam moaned softer, but still made a sound that Dean equated with porn. Everything about Sammy equaled porn to him, just as everything about Dean equaled porn to Sam. It was their favorite kink at the moment.

"Sammy, can I bite you? Would you mind? A little blood?" Dean wanted to lean into that red mark and make it bleed, just a little, but didn't want to take away from Sam's pleasure, he could do it another day.

"Only if I can bite you the same way. That wonderful neck, Dean, let me bite it." Sam moaned, immediately liking the kink Dean had added. Dean added the most interesting kinks, just to please Sam and his slightly kinky sides sometimes. Apparently this was one of them.

Sam reached into the stand and pulled out the padded cuffs and threw them at Dean. He pulled off of his member and lay with his head on the pillows, his hands on the rails of the headboard, strong steel rails. He leered wickedly at Dean admiring his flushed body, and seeing Dean harden even more at the thought of tying Sam up and taking him that way, seeing him helpless to his wishes but Dean knew Sam was the one in control tonight, it was his night and Dean would obey his every wish.

"Bind me , Dean, not too hard. Just so I can't get free." Sam said softly, trusting his lover and wanting this. Dean complied but ended up with his member inadvertently positioned by Sam's mouth while he took the time to carefully hook the cuffs to the head board and then wrap the leather around his wrists. He fastened them and asked, "Is that okay, Sammy? Not too tight?" Sam shook his head and moaned before taking Dean into his mouth, momentarily removing his thought processes. His hands shot out to the rails and let his hips thrust a few times into Sam's sucking mouth before pulling out and kissing those lips hard, letting his body lay on top of his and grinding their hips together, building up the need again, trying to get Sam to the point he had been before, needing that and knowing Sam needed that.

Sam's teeth tore into his neck where the shoulder met the neck, and bit down hard, sucking while he bit until the skin tore a little and some blood came out. He sucked there, letting his tongue lick the cut and nipped at it to make it bleed again, making Dean cry out in spiraling pleasure, caught in it, unable to get out, letting Sam dictate how long the bite lasted, Dean felt the orgasm building but was taken by surprise by the sheer power of it as it poured through him and coated Sam's chest, bringing him as well, making his own release joined Dean's. Dean was released from Sam's bite and whispered to his brother/lover, "I am going to bite you now, Sammy. Make it bleed." Sam moaned in expectation and he heard a hissed yes as he descended to the red mark from earlier. He let his teeth bite harder into the red skin until it tore and blood eased out of it, and into his mouth. The coppery taste hit his tongue and he moaned at how good Sam tasted, everything about Sammy tasted good. He felt himself get hard again as Sam pressed his neck into Dean's mouth, moaning pornographically again, writhing beneath him, ready for Dean again.

Dean let go to see Sam's eyes glazed with blind and wanton need, need for him, need to be filled by him. "Want me to untie you now, Sammy?" He waited and sucked on the bite a little longer, wanting to keep Sam ready for him, to keep him hard.

"No, take me, Baby, please, take me now." Sam begged, head going back with the pleasure the bite was giving him, the feeling of Dean's body against his driving him wild.

"Slow then fast, make it last?" Dean enquired, stroking Sam and himself at different intervals, keeping the pleasure going, and enjoying it immensely. He loved Sam's kinks.

"Yes, please." Sam moaned as Dean positioned himself in line with him again, feet to his shoulders, legs pushed forward, opening him up fully to his lover. Dean pushed in slowly and hit bottom, stroking the prostate and pulling back again just to do it again, keeping it slow but not too slow. Sam's hips kept it slow and gradually sped up, making him speed up to match him, Sam getting tighter, moaning a little more, his pleasure building slowly like he had wanted it to. Eventually Sam began to thrust faster and harder onto him and Dean followed his lead, slamming hip to hip, flesh slapping flesh pounding into his prostate with each deep hard thrust. Sam was moaning now in a steady stream, Dean's name alternated with dirty phrases and filthy words. Sam arching now into him and pinning himself onto him, impaling himself onto Dean. Dean was so close, so close, and fighting it with every fiber of his being.

"Sammy, I'm so close, Baby, you close?" Sam kept thrusting onto him and Dean kept meeting each thrust like there was a magnet pulling them together each time, driving them on to their releases.

"Yes, so close." Sam moaned, Dean caught one barely audible word, 'Unicorn." And arched faster and faster making Dean moan and bite back his pleasure long enough to untie Sam who reached for his own member and stroked it with hard fast thrusts, his teeth worrying his lip as his orgasm approached, Dean looked at that lip and dove for it. He thrust deep into Sam hard and fast while his mouth latched onto Sam's letting his tongue and Sam's intertwine and the kiss deepen until both were losing their ability to think, to breathe, to do anything but come, and come again, onto each other, into each other, and Dean bit that lip and let it bleed a little, sucking and licking the blood from it.

His release tore through him as Sam took advantage of his lips closeness and bit him back, drawing blood, sucking it and licking it out as well. The coppery taste of their blood and biting their lips at the same time, the pounding of their bodies, and the loud moans from both them made them orgasm with their eyes clenching shut, their teeth biting harder, opening the cut wider making the blood flow faster but neither cared, it added to their pleasure and they came one more time from the biting and the pain of the act of their bodies joining violently one last time. They fell into each other and lay there until Dean could climb off to cuddle Sam to him, kissing him gently. Their bottom lips were red and bloody, and the bodies soaked with come and sweat. They eventually went to the bathroom to shower and washed each other but did not feel like fooling around strangely enough. They just wanted to pet and cuddle now, profess their love over and over, use the closeness they felt to bind their hearts even closer to each other.

Afterward, they checked out their bruised and cut lips, and grinned.

Unicorn was Sam's safe word. Dean had to smile. Sam had always liked unicorns when he was a kid, even if he knew they weren't real. He had asked Sam one time a while ago what he wanted to use for a safe word when they had sex that way.

He had said 'Unicorn'.

Dean had asked why.

Sam had replied, "I used to believe in them and then one day I looked at you and fell in love, then I believed in you. Does that make unicorns any less real than my love for you?"

Dean had seen he was serious and then he realized what Sam was saying. He had teared up and kissed the man he loved beyond all reason and smiled into those gorgeous hazel eyes. "If you can believe in me, I can believe in unicorns." Sam was saying he loved him.

Dean never questioned his choice in safe words again.

After all, Dean's was 'Impala'.

"Vampire." Dean growled happily,kissing Sam's lip gently,kissing it better.

"Vampire." Sam grinned, and kissed Dean's lip better.

The lips hurt but felt good too, still. Neither minded at all but actually savored it.

"Did I please you, Sammy? Was it what you wanted?" Dean asked pulling Sam into his arms, laying his head over his heart, enjoying its steady rhythm, thinking 'Mine.'

"Yes, Dean, you did what I wanted. You pleased me more than I had hoped you ever would." Sam reassured him, stroking his scarred back and sighing happily.

"Sammy?" Dean said happily, now teasing his mate.

"Yeah?" Sam asked, knowing what was coming.

"We are getting kinky aren't we?" Dean smirked, kissing the flesh over Sam's heart briefly, savoring his taste.

"A little." Sam agreed and teased. "I can't wait to see their faces in the morning when they see our lips."

They both laughed and headed to bed, Dean letting Sam spoon Dean's back into him, using their clasped hands to pull him hard into his bodyline and holding him there, Dean staying where he lay.

"We'll just say we went too far." Sam chuckled, pictured Dante's face and laughed again.

"Or not far enough." Dean teased, knowing the others would get a laugh out of this.

"I can never get far enough into you, Sammy, I want to be inside you so much you never stop feeling me there. I want to hit the bottom of your heart and stay there." Dean said softly, "I love you, Sammy."

"You're already there, Dean." Sam assured him, kissing the top of his head and pushing his fingers through Dean's soft hair, pressing his nose into it so deep it tickled it but let the scent of his shampoo and the scent that was just Dean, the most amazing scent in the world to him, the musky, spicy smell that was purely Dean. He breathed it in and sighed happily one more time, "I love you, too. Dean."

They drifted off that way and smiled in their sleep, pressing closer into each other without knowing they were even doing it. Their lips were already feeling better, getting less swollen. The bruises would be gone in a few hours. Winchesters may have bad luck but they healed quickly. It was a good trait for hunters.

They had this now, they had each other.

It was all they really needed. Always had been.

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Wow, *feeling faint and fans self*

That was…just wow!

Who says a little kink in our boys don't make them sexier? Not me!

Think they would bite me if I asked really nicely? Yeah, probably not.

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