Water From Your Well

by frostygossamer

In a time when breeding and sexuality are controlled by the drug Quell, Dean is contentedly married to new wife Tina. They haven't set eyes on his brother Sam in 3 years. When he shows up at their door a changed man, Dean's comfortable life is about to get a shake-up. An AU alpha/omega slow-build Wincest pre-mpreg romance (4 drabbles per chapter). Dean/Adult!Tina Sam/Dean. COMPLETE

35. Chapter 35

Water From Your Well (Part 137) by frostygossamer

One step inside the bedroom and they were tugging at each other's clothes to get their fingers on the flesh beneath. Sam bit at Dean's neck right below the ear. Dean gave him his throat to gnaw on for a moment before roughly shoving him off.

"Wait, Sam, wait. Let's take this to the bed."

Sam watched as Dean shrugged out of his jacket, shirt and tee then, kicking off his boots, removed his pants. Standing in his boxers and socks he looked so adorable Sam almost couldn't bear it.

He badly wanted to rip them off with his teeth.

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Water From Your Well (Part 138) by frostygossamer

Dean sat on the bed. One ankle on his other knee, he suggestively pulled off a sock and spun it on his finger, stripper style. Sam felt his dander rise. The pretty jerk wasn't taking this seriously. Sam would have to teach him.

He crossed the room in a couple long strides, loosening his belt, and grabbed Dean by the shoulders, pushing him down against the bed. Dean let out a startled sound and squirmed in his grasp. The bedstead shuddered.

"Pig," he spat. "Slut," Sam responded.

His mouth was in Dean's hair, groin pressing against his through his boxers.

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Water From Your Well (Part 139) by frostygossamer

Grabbing the side of Dean's underwear, Sam dragged them down over his hip exposing Dean's rosy butt. The same hand slid between Dean's thighs, feeling for that extra hole omega males hid behind their junk. When his fingertip slipped home, Dean inhaled sharply and Sam laughed against his scalp.

"Yahtzee," he murmured.

Dean's body stiffened. He was about to lose that 'precious gift' he had never cared he had until now. Sam let go his shoulder but all Dean could do was stare in his eyes like a gladiator braced for that fatal thrust.

Sam growled deep in his chest.

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Water From Your Well (Part 140) by frostygossamer

Sam pressed his forehead to Dean's. "You're making me crazy," he snarled. "Gonna make you so freakin' moist."

Dean shivered. His nipples grew hard and his manhood quivered. It took an omega a little longer to get wood but he was getting there rapidly.

Sam sloughed off his pants, shorts, socks in one fistful, dropping them on the floor. His shirt hung open, his undershirt riding up, exposing his taut six-pack and more. He threw back his head and shook it, long hair encircling his face like blood-red fire.

Dean groaned. The show Sam put on was moistening for sure.

TBC

A/N: Oh yeah! Two more coming.