Chapter fourteen: Put your lights on
Disclaimer: I own nothing except Chris. Original characters belong to Kripke. Lucky fuck.
It was the next morning and Sam jerked awake covered in sweat. Deep breaths were taken as he glanced around the room, his green eyes landing on the slumbering figure next to him. Collapsing back against the bed he covered his eyes with his arm and sighed, it was just a dream. "Sammy?" Deans voice was rough with sleep, but Sam could hear the concern lingering beneath the surface. "Hm" "You alright?" Dean asked, shifting on the bed to pull Sam against his body. Sams arm was pulled away from his eyes and he allowed it, letting it fall to his side as Dean leaned over him slightly and waited. "M'fine. It was just a dream..." Sam replied softly, glancing away. It'd just been a dream but it'd seemed so real.
Dean remained where he was, his eyes searching Sams for several moments before he reached up and brushed Sams bangs from his face. Dean didn't care that Sams hair was dampened with sweat. "You sure?" Dean finally asked, slipping his other arm under Sams back and pulling the taller man to him even more. "M'sure." Sam replied as he rolled over and burrowed his face into Deans shoulder, used to sleeping further down the bed then Dean. "It was just so...real." "What was it about?" Dean asked, rubbing circles across Sams back. "Castiel." Dean tensed and stilled all movement, a low growl rumbling up from his chest. "De?" Sam whimpered at his brothers tenseness.
"What. About. Him?" Dean grit out between clenched teeth as he forced his body to relax, if only to calm Sam. "I..." "Yes?" "I...dreamed he was...going to try to destroy the world." Dean blinked, he knew Sam still had visions sometimes, though they were extremely rare. "Its alright. It was just a dream." Dean repeated Sams earlier words and Sam sighed into Deans shoulder, his own arms wrapping around Deans waist. "I know." Sam replied, hoping that was all it was. They continued to lay there, wrapped up around each other for awhile. So long that neither knew exactly how long it'd been, before Dean reluctantly pulled back from Sam. "We've gotta get up." Dean whispered to his brother, hating the fact that he had to leave Sam home alone while he went to work.
Sams arms tightened around Deans waist as he shook his head "Can't you call in sick?" Sam asked softly, hopefully. Dean chuckled softly and shook his head, pressing a kiss to Sams forehead "I want to...but I need to go to work babe." Dean replied and sighed when Sam reluctantly released him. Dean sat up on his side of the bed, feeling it dip as Sam scooted up behind him and pressed his face against Deans bare torso. Neither seemed to care that they were both naked as the day they were born, why should they? "You'll be home for dinner?" Sam asked softly, running one of his hands up and down the side of Deans thigh. Deans hand was placed over Sams, squeezing gently as he halted its movement. "Yes. I give you my word." Dean swore, knowing he'd do everything in his power to get home in time for dinner. Sam nodded and turned his hand over in Deans grip, squeezing Deans hand before he pulled away to let Dean get up to get ready for work.
Sam laid back using Deans pillow for his own as he watched Dean get dressed, a small smile spread across face. He knew that women...and some men found his brother attractive, but none of them ever got to see the true beauty like Sam did. Dean knew his brother was watching him, and smirked after buttoning his jeans. He turned towards Sam with his shirt in his hand as he did so, raising an eyebrow at his brother. "See something you like?" He asked in a teasing tone. "Mm Lots." Sam replied as his eyes roamed over his brothers body. Dean chuckled "Don't objectify me." He murmured in a teasing tone, causing Sam to snicker. Both knew where Dean had originally said that line, when Bella had suggested she and Dean have sex after a job. "But I thought you liked it when I objectified you." Sam replied with a playful pout, which evolved into a smirk as Dean approached the bed.
Sam had no time to react before Dean jerked the covers down, revealing Sam in all his nude glory. A squeak escaped Sam before he could force it back, causing Dean to smirk as his own gaze roamed over Sams body. "Your the only person I love objectifying me." Dean replied before leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss to Sams lips before he pulled back and pulled on his shirt. Sam snorted as he continued to lay there, not bothering to cover back up. "Admit it, I'm the only person you love period." "Hmm...I dunno about that..." "Dean." "Alright alright!" Dean chuckled "Yes you're the only one I love." He loved teasing his brother sometimes, but he knew if he wasn't careful teasing about other lovers could upset Sam. Sam grabbed a pillow from the bed and chucked it at his brother "Get out and go to work. Jerk." Dean ducked the pillow and snickered as he walked towards the door. "Alright , bitch." Sam chuckled and shook his head as Dean left their bedroom.
Sam continued to lay there for a few more minutes before finally getting out of the bed, pulling on his boxers and jeans he stood up and walked out of the room while buttoning and zipping them. A quick glance out the front window told him Dean was already gone, heading off to work. He headed into the kitchen then and filled Sirius' bowl before letting Sirius outside. Sam knew he seemed to be doing the same thing day in and day out, some would find it boring but he found it relaxing. He felt safe with doing his routine, of course now he was slightly creeped out by this...Chris dude. He seemed like an asshole, and caused the hair on the back of Sams neck to stand on end. He didn't know what the mans issue was...and he didn't think he wanted to find out.
Sams thoughts were interrupted however, when the door bell rang. Blinking he glanced towards the back door, opening it to let Sirius in. "Guard." He whispered softly and Sirius was alert, trailing beside his owner as Sam went to the front door and opened it slightly. Sirius stuck his head out between Sams leg and the door, a low growl ripping from his vocals as Sam blinked. "What do you want?" He bit out, eyes narrowing slightly at the man standing on the front porch. Chris. "Do you always answer your door half naked?" Chris asked, his eyes roaming over Sams chest. Sam glare increased and he folded his arms across his chest. "What do you want?" Chris shrugged "Can't a guy be neighborly?" He asked, wearily eying Sirius who had shoved his way past the door and was standing in front of Sam.
"If you hadn't assumed I was a whore, sure. But considering you think I'm a whore...No. Definitely not while my lovers gone." Sam knew that Chris saw Dean leave, which made him even less trusting of the man. Why wait till Sam was alone to come over? Chris glared at the mention of Dean before scoffing "Paranoid much? Besides I wouldn't think you were a whore if you didn't have two different men coming and going at different hours of the night." Sam blinked at this. "What?" Chris laughed "Yea, your uh 'friend' went in your house last night around eleven and didn't come out till two in the morning. He looked rather 'happy'" Sam blinked. "Right...Well I'm busy so bye." Sam shut the door in the mans face, Sirius having backed inside when Sam stepped away from the door. What the hell was that guy talking about? Castiel hadn't been around...unless...he had watched him and Dean making love... Sam felt slightly sick at that thought.
Sam didn't know what he was supposed to do if what Chris had said was true. He sank down onto the couch blindly, his hand stroking Sirius' head as the dog whined, nudging at his hand. Sam didn't know if he should tell Dean or if he should confront Castiel...they had just agreed that their lives would be Castiel free. Should he just keep it to himself? A low sigh escaped him as he glanced down at Sirius, shaking his head. "If you see Castiel, tell us okay boy?" He whispered and Sirius barked, staring at Sam. "Good boy." Sam praised, knowing the dog would obey the command no matter what. Sam continued to sit there, staring at the carpet in front of him for awhile, before he forced himself to shake it off and raised up off the couch. He knew that one day they'd most likely be forced to confront Castiel. But he wished to put it off as long as he possibly could.
Sam moved into their bedroom, green eyes roaming over the bed and a smile spread across lips as he remembered last night...
Dean gently pushed him backwards until his legs hit the bed, falling back onto the soft mattress. He barely had any time to react, or drag Dean down with him. Their kiss broke briefly but as soon as Dean landed on top of him on the bed he pressed their mouths together, his tongue mapping out every inch of Sams mouth. Sam moaned as his hands clutched at Deans shoulders, pulling his brother closer to him if it were possible as his hips rutted up against Deans and he could feel his brothers erection. Too soon in his opinion the need for oxygen caused them to break apart, Sam gasping for breath while Dean simply trailed his mouth down the side of Sams neck. Sam moaned softly, head tilted to the side to give his big brother more access to the flesh. "So handsome...responsive..." He vaguely heard Dean mumbling as Deans teeth nipped and his tongue laved at the already bruised flesh. Sam all but purred as Deans mouth moved to his adams apple, nipping and sucking on it. "De." He gasped out, eyes clenched shut as he pressed his head back into the mattress. "fuck." Deans hands roamed down his sides, slipping beneath his shirt and slid up, his fingers pinching Sams nipples and tugged at them until they were hard little nubs. Sam arched into the touch, meowling in response.
The memory was so real...so good that he could almost feel Deans hands on him. Sam didn't know when his eyes had drifted close but he slowly opened them, gasping at the sight before him. There in all his glory was Dean, Sam blinked and glanced towards the clock. It was only noon. "De?" He whispered, gasping when Deans fingers tugged at his nipple. "Lunch break...Wanted you...so bad...couldn't wait." Dean whispered and using his free hand gently guided Sam towards the bed. "Do you want me?" Dean asked, staring up into his brothers darkened eyes. "Gods...yes." Sam replied and Dean grinned before he stretched up covering Sams mouth with his and turned, gently pushing Sam down onto the bed. Sam didn't have time to protest because Dean quickly stripped and climbed over him on the bed, lips sucking on the already love-bitten flesh. "Mm! De..." Sam gasped out, the flesh tender already from the recent abuse. "Yes?" "If...If you keep that...ohgod up...it'll never..mm. Heal." Dean smirked as he pressed a tender kiss to the love-bite. "What if I don't want it to?" He purred into Sams ear, grinning when Sam bucked against him.
"Someones eager." Dean whispered, nipping at Sams chest as his mouth moved lower. Sam cried out in pain and pleasure when Dean bit down on his chest and began sucking, his tongue laving over the flesh as he did so. "De!" Green eyes snapped down, moaning at the sight he saw. Deans eyes were closed in bliss as he sucked on Sams chest, his prick red and swollen rubbing against Sams clothed one. "De..." Sam whimpered, bucking against his brother. Deans hands deftly undid his jeans, reluctantly pulling away from Sams chest where a newly formed love bite was. Dean smirked at his work before he tugged Sams jeans and boxers down. "So fucking sexy...gods.." Dean whispered from where he was kneeling between Sams legs. Sam flushed as Deans hazel eyes roved over his body, lingering on the love bites and his swollen throbbing prick. "Sammy...Want you to fuck me...you want that?" Dean moaned as one hand moved up Sams thigh to grip his prick, stroking it slowly. "Yes!" Sam moaned out, squeezing his eyes shut.
Dean chuckled, a deep rumble bubbling from his chest. Sam opened his eyes only to shut them again as he saw Dean lean forward slightly and his left hand disappear from view. The moan that escaped Dean told him all he needed to know, Dean was stretching himself. "Sammy...Open your eyes babe." Dean gasped out, somehow the command still being clear. Sams eyes opened of their own accord. "God...Sammy want you in me...filling me...claiming me...mm can't wait to feel you..." Sam moaned, shifting on the bed as he watched his brother fuck himself on his own fingers. "De...want you...gods." Dean smirked and shifted, his left hand reappearing as he stretched over Sam to grab the lube. He coated Sams prick with it before crawling up his brothers lap, straddling him. "Ready babe?" Dean whispered, waiting until Sam nodded. Dean shifted and lined Sams dick up to his entrance, moaning as the head brushed the tight ring of muscles. Sam barely had time to breath before Dean thrust himself down roughly, taking Sam to the hilt on the first thrust and Sam cried out in surprise as Dean cried out..in what Sam was sure was pain. "De! Are you ok!" Sam asked, fog lifting slightly. "M'fine...Just give me a sec babe." Dean purred, leaning forward slightly to press a chaste kiss on Sams lips.
Sam made sure to grab him, holding him still to give him more time to adjust. "De...Foolish...you coulda been hurt...bad." Sam chastised him, rubbing his back. "I'm fine Sammy...only you..." Sam knew what Dean meant, Dean only bottomed for Sam...only ever would. Sam shifted them, rolling gently so Dean was on bottom and Sam was settled between his legs. Deans body relaxed some, which told Sam this position was more comfortable for Dean. "Shh...lemme take care of you." Sam whispered, planting soft chaste kisses across Deans face as he waited until Dean thrust down, the sign it was okay to move. "Love you...foolish idjit." Sam whispered into Deans ear before he began to thrust gently in and out of Dean. Sam didn't want to hurt his brother, and loved the low moans Dean was making each time Sam brushed past his prostate. "Only a Idjit for you.." Dean moaned out, his arms wrapping around Sams shoulders fingers digging into his brothers back.
Sam continued the gentle thrusts until Dean moaned out "faster...please..gods." Sam smirked "Your wish, My command." It was always what Dean whispered to him when they were making love, Sams thrusts increased in speed, slowly at first then faster. Deans moans increased as well as Sams grunts as the bed rocked with their force. "So..close...Sammy!" Dean gasped out, clutching at Sam even more and thrusting back harder. Sam grit his teeth, a low groan escaping him "De! Can't...hold...it." Dean was tight, nearly as tight as a virgin...and it was impossible to keep calm. "Its okay babe...right...there...SAM!" Dean cried out as his orgasm hit, his entrance clamped down on Sam causing Sam to cum, crying of "DE!" Sam forced himself to keep thrusting them through their orgasms, collapsing on top of his brother. Sam gasped out for breath, slowly pulling out of his brother while kissing his neck. "Best...lunch..surprise...ever." Sam whispered while rolling to the side. Dean chuckled at that but it came out breathless. "Best lunch ever.." Sam smirked. "Love you, De." "Love you too Sammy."
"Well, isn't that just sweet. Never knew you bottomed Dean." Came the familiar drawl of Castiel. Dean quickly pulled the covers over Sam and glared as he slowly sat up, blocking Castiels view even more. "What do you want Castiel?" Dean growled out, placing a hand on Sams leg to keep him down. He didn't want Sam giving the angel the honor of getting a response from Sam. "Just came to give ya'll a chance." "Oh and what chance is that?" Dean bit out. "Well, you can either accept and worship me as your new lord... Or well...Die." Dean snorted "Right. Why would we worship you?" Dean asked at the same time Sam said "And what would you want? What will it take for you to leave me and Dean alone for good?" Castiel glanced between the two of them, smirking. "Well Samuel, if your offering..." "No!" "Yes." Dean looked at Sam
"What?" "So you agree? To a one time threesome?" Castiel asked, eyes roaming over the very naked Dean before going to Sam. Dean stared for a moment. "So...If we...sleep with you one time...and claim you as our lord...not god...you'll never bother us again?" Dean asked slowly. Castiel nodded and Dean glanced towards Sam. "De...Please...We could start our life with no drama after this...please." "Fine. But you have to give us a few days." "Of course of course, I'll give young Sam some time to recover from you fucking him. After all, we wouldn't want to fuck him raw now would we?" With that, Castiel was gone.
A/n: So. What do ya'll think? Betcha didn't see that twist coming did you? So what do ya'll think of a Castiel/Sam/Dean threesome? Do you think 'evil Castiel' will stick to his word? How he became powerful will be explained in the next chapter. R&R