Disclaimer: NOT MINEEE!

Warnings: Wincest... dah.

Summary: Their love was an inevitable and oh-so-beautiful kind of mess [wincest drabbles

My Fave of the installment: 'Blister' - Just so ya know.

A Beautiful Kind Of Mess

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Dream

Sam jerked awake to the not unpleasant sensation of Dean's hands roaming down his body.

"D-Dean?" he gasped in surprise and questioning arousal.

"I'm sick of all your nightmares coming true," Dean confessed with a falsely innosent kiss, "I want some of your wet dreams to come true too."

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Baggage

No matter how bad things got they always (almost always) had each other to help deal with the baggage.

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Slower

Fast, to fast. It was all racing forward to fast for Dean.

Dean just wanted to slow it down a bit.

Enjoy, savour it.

Sam seemed to notice the reaction to his hasty actions.

Smirked, confessed deviously-

"there's always round two."

Fast, to fast. But really, racing forward wasn't all that bad.

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Habit

Sam knew by now;

Dean's smirk usually meant very good times in the near future.

By now Dean noticed;

Sam's face when he threw a smirk his way was the best way to get things started between them.

And now it was clear to both of them;

And it was a habit unlikely to be stopped, or even slowed in the slightest.

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Wed

Deab was quiet in the afterglow of their passion, his heartbeat quieting to give his mind a chance to speak up again.

"Sam?" he asked.

Sam hummed to show he'd heard, even though by now he knew Dean after sex was a very angsty Dean.

"Would you have married Jess?" the whisper was quiet - but Sam heard.

He turned to face his big brother. "Yes," he confessed, "and everyday I still would have wanted her to be you."

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Keen

Sam hated seeming to keen, really.

But when his mind was running a hundred miles per hour into every dirty thought and every possable senerio it could, Sam really couldn't help speeding up at the possability of a shared hotel room, bathroom break or hospital ward.

When all was said and done though, Dean didn't tease him to much about it. Probably due to the fact whilst Sam hurried to their room - Dean was only ever a moment behind.

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Trap

Dean hurriedly scanned the area for any sign of Sam. Seeing noone and hearing the sound of a distant shower, he flicked the laptop on.

When; 'I want you right now Dean', flashed across the screen it had him blinking in surprise before standing and searching for his little brother with a hungry kiss.

"Knew you'd been using my computer," Sam mumbled into the kiss cheekily.

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Chill

It was a tremble that raced up his spine like electricity through a wire. It raced from his lower backto his shoulder blades and spread out like wildfire - and left his just as hot.

It was like a chill - but more a hunger, a need, a desperate want.

Dean loved to invoke the torturous pleasure of this 'chill' on his little brother, and seeing Sammy tremble under its power as enough to give him a heated chill of his own.

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Crude

For all Sam wrinkled his nose in distaste at his brothers crude mannerism, it never failed to turn him on when Dean said things like "i'm gunna fuck you raw."

Strange, that.

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Savior

Dean'll never know it, but without him I would have been able to kill myself instead of having to ask him to do it for me.

He's my savior - I hope that wont make him my victim one day - or nothing at all will stop me pulling that trigger when I come to afterwards.

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Pill

"Love you," Sam's whisper was like a sleeping pill - only much, much sweeter.

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Others

"Have you ever slept with anyone else?" Sammy asked his brother, feet swinging beneath him and against the counter lazily.

Dean shrugged and finished buttering the bread, "yeah."

Sam forced himself not to pout. At fourteen, he should have guessed he wasn't Dean's first. "Were they better then me?"

Dean half shrugged again, "yeah," he confessed.

Sam slumped as Dean cut the sandwiches in half, "oh," he hummed.

Dean handed him half the sandwich and slid up on the kitchen bench beside him. "They were better, but I would rather have you any day."

Sam blushed, and not even biting down on the sandwich in his hands could stop a giddy grin from spreading across his face.

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Angel

"I think I do beleive in angels," Dean confessed to Sam as the car cooled down around them.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"What made you change your mind?"

"You gave me a second chance."

"Oh," Sam blushed.

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Blister

Sam's kisses are so damn hot, i'm surprised I don't wake up the next morning with blisters up and down my body.

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