Warnings and disclaimers: see chapter 1

Chapter 36 At long last

Warning for the long awaited sex scene

Sam and Dean battled it out for just over an hour but as Dean predicted, Sam lost every game. Dean packed up the game and Sam made coffee. They drank their coffee watching TV before Sam slipped off to see if they had clean clothes to go out in. Dean caught up with Sam in the hallway outside their room. Dean wrapped an arm around Sam and drew him in for a kiss. Sam was caught slightly by surprise but reciprocated quickly. Dean pressed Sam to the wall so he couldn't escape and held a hand on his hip as he kissed him hard. Sam groaned and went to move off but Dean held him against the wall.
"Sammy, what's up?"
"Nothin.'"
"Are you changing your mind about us?"
"No way, De."
"You keep backing away when we kiss. Am I doin it wrong?

Sam gave Dean a small smile that Dean was putting himself out there and thinking he was doing something wrong.
"No, Dean. I'm just worried I will hurt you."
"You are already hurting me, Sammy."
"What do you mean?"
Dean led Sam by the hand to the bedroom. "You are going to give me the biggest case of blue balls I've ever had."
Sam laughed but felt a bit nervous. "Very funny, De. But seriously you sure you're ready for that? You still have a few injures healing."
"I'm a big boy that just survived stake through the heart and being chased by a dragon slash bull. I can handle all you can dish out Sammy so just relax and do what comes natural. Stop thinking with your head and think with your other brain for once."

Dean had pushed Sam onto the bed and now pushed his open button down shirt off his shoulders. Sam still had his t shirt on as Dean pushed him down so he was laying on the bed. Dean covered Sam's body with his own and pressed his thigh between Sam's legs. Dean went down on his elbows as he took Sam's mouth, somehow making the kiss more passionate than any other he had delivered so far, stealing Sam's breath away. Sam was a little stiff seeming to Dean, like he was holding back. This from the guy who wanted this from Dean.

Dean knew exactly what made him popular with the ladies. His face was the flower to attract the bees and his way of helping his partner enjoy themselves was his honey. It was something he took pride in and had perfected over the years. He had already got enough signals from Sam to know what would get him going. Dean broke from Sam's mouth to attack his neck like he had earlier, using his hands to move Sam's neck how he wanted it.

Sam put his hands up and moved them up and down Dean's back, groaning when Dean pressed his thigh harder into Sam's groin and moving up and down. Dean could feel Sam's hardness through his jeans and kept his slow stroke in perfect timing with his tongue on Sam's neck. Sam groaned louder making Dean smile that he had been right. Still it couldn't hurt to find out what else Sam liked so he aligned his own hardness into Sam's hip, which aligned Sam up with his hip. Sam pushed up, grinding into Dean, as his hands came down to push Dean's bottom down. Sam's mouth searched out Dean's and sucked his tongue into his mouth.

Dean let Sam have at his mouth for a couple of minutes while concentrating on grinding down onto Sam slowly, aligning both of their covered dicks together. Dean gyrated his hips in a slow, hard rhythm maximizing the time they were joined making Sam moan louder and pant in his mouth. Dean was as hard as he could get and his pleasure was pooled down low, waiting to break free. Sam was pushing down hard on his bottom as his left leg curled around Dean's right thigh in an effort to get them closer. Dean abandoned Sam's mouth for his neck, feeling Sam getting closer by his breathing and thrusting up getting faster.

Dean licked up Sam's neck up to under his ear where he nipped and licked.
"Dean." Sam groaned the word as his pleasure built fast. Dean was driving him crazy but he didn't want him to stop.
"Sammy." Dean groaned in Sam's ear softly.
"Oh, God." Sam moaned as Dean sunk his teeth into Sam's neck below his ear.
Sam bucked up against Dean and it was all they both needed to find release. Dean stayed where he was as they both came down licking the hickey he had just given his brother. Dean kissed Sam again much slower and caring before rolling off to lay beside him.

Sam's hand came down on Dean's forearm and squeezed softly.
"Thanks, Dean."
"You don't thank me, Sam. For the record I think we both needed that."
"No kidding. Fully dressed sex. I've never gone so fast even naked."
"Well, we can take our time next time. I think we just needed to get that out of the way cause there was far too much sexual tension in the air. You want the first shower?"
"No, you go ahead."
Dean rolled back to Sam and kissed his neck. "And you didn't break me, Sam."
Dean got up and went for a shower.

Dean had dinner cooked by the time Sam came down the stairs dressed to go to the cinema. They sat close together while they ate and Sam felt like some weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Dean made sure Sam's hair covered the bruise on his neck but liked seeing it there knowing he had done it. He noticed Sam checking it out a few times in reflective surfaces with a soft smile. At the cinema they bought their own tickets and refreshments as always but sat right up the back in an almost empty cinema. Dean surprised the hell out of Sam by leaning up against him and shared his popcorn with him. When they came out the weather had changed and it was raining softly before a bolt of lightning lit up the sky. The wind picked up to strong gusts as they shut the door of the Impala and headed home.

Since it was after midnight and the roads were deserted Sam took a chance and leaned into Dean as he drove. Dean raised his eyebrows then lifted his arm for Sam to get closer. Sam took the chance while he had it and leaned his face on Dean's chest. He was glad to have Dean's arm squeeze his shoulder as he drove, telling Sam he liked it and was happy to do it. Dean was yawning as he drove so when they arrived at Bobby's, Sam told him to go upstairs to bed while he locked up. By the time Sam was ready for bed Dean was waiting for him as he had the night before. Sam snuggled back into Dean's chest again aware he should be doing the protecting while Dean wasn't one hundred percent, yet he enjoyed being in the circle of Dean's arms again.

In the morning Sam woke alone and was a bit disappointed. He was even more disappointed to find Dean had left him breakfast in the oven and a note on the fridge that told him he was out chopping a fallen tree off Bobby's workshop. Sam ate then took two coffees out to the workshop. The coffee almost dropped from his hands when he saw Dean standing on the roof dressed only in boots and jeans, wielding an axe in the morning sun.

Sam put the coffees down on the nearest surface then went back to where he had been and watched his brother work. Dean was facing the other way so Sam had a great view of his bare, broad, muscular back as he worked. Sam noticed there was sweat running down Dean's torso making it just that little bit sexier and making Sam gulp. Dean turned slightly to the side showing Sam his flank as he chopped the wood. Sam stared as Dean worked the muscles stretching over his ribs that he could easily see from the ground. Dean's jeans had slipped a little showing Sam his hip bones. Sam thought Dean still looked a little skinny but very fit.

The wood parted that Dean had been working on. Sam didn't have time to look away as Dean wiped his brow with the back of his hand and turn towards him with a small smile.
"You okay, Sammy?"
"Me? Look at you on the roof. Is your leg okay? Everything all right?"
"Yeah. Bobby would be pissed if this tree did damage to his roof. Best get it off quickly."
"You finished?"
"Comin down now."
"Be careful."
Dean tossed the pieces of tree off the roof and almost slid down the ladder. Sam was disappointed when he came around the front of the workshop with his t shirt back on and the axe over his shoulder.

TBC