Sam is getting headphones. Not just any headphones, overtly large ones with super bass; and loud songs on his ipod.

Stupid brother, stupid Cas…

Sam is tired, he has no idea what is going on, but they are super loud lately. Last night he heard Dean yell, "Oh Christ Cas, Fuck me just like that!"

Yes ok yes. He knows they are having sex. But did he have to know who is on top! NO NO he did not. It is not fair and it is not right!

Oh Sam feels himself gag just thinking about it. Sam cannot handle another night like that; he is exhausted.

Sam yawns, and pays $75 for headphones! He would feel bad about it if it was not a necessity at this point.

Sam leaves the store and walks to the backseat of the impala. Cas is sitting shotgun because Sam wants a nap and he doesn't want to look Dean in the eyes yet.

"Get everything you need Samantha?"

Sam is in no mood to play, just grumbles his way into the car. As Sam sits and stares out the front window he sees Cas look pointedly at Dean. As if he wants him to do something. Oh God now what? Sam feels he really can't handle anymore. For the first time ever Sam does not want to talk about it. Just a nap, an uninterrupted-by-sex nap.

Dean turns to Sam, makes awkward eye contact, and a really awkward smile. "So Sam…thanks for the therapy notepad things…bitch."

Cas rolls his eyes, and adds his own sarcasm; Cas is catching on to sarcasm, "Well done."

Dean shrugs and makes a silent What? Face

Sam puts on his head phones, plays the Green Hornet theme song on repeat, and decides to sleep to the sounds of kickass action.

As he dozes off he sees Cas scoot a bit closer to Dean

"Dean we can't."

"Sure we can baby, you just have to be quiet… not all the time… He will never know."

Cas looks unconvinced.

Regardless he starts sucking on Deans neck. Kissing and licking, he adds a little bite and Dean moans.

"you can't do that. Sam is right there!"

"he has headphones."

"I think this counts as your ONE."

Let's explain: A ONE is the thing that Dean gets to ask for from Cas in exchange for a ONE that Cas picks for Dean. It is a simple rule, but one they made because things got a little out of hand between hunts and kinky play. So they made the rule that they only get a ONE once a month.

"oh come ooooonnnn."

"it's a ONE or not at all."

"does this really count as kinky."

"yes, your brother is right there"

"but not really, he is like totally out."

Cas is quiet, he has a face that means, this is my line, no one will cross it. It is the same face he gives vampires, demons, shifters, and monsters alike when he is about to hurl out a can of previous angle whoop ass. Except it comes with a small smirk just for Dean.

"Fine… it is your ONE.'' Dean says exasperated, because really he would rather get a blowjob in the impala and now that the idea is in his head, he really can't live without getting it.

That's how Dean operates, he has thought of it and now he needs it.

Cas begins nibbling Dean's neck again. His hand reaches down and starts to undo Dean's pants.

oh cliffhanger, sorry. should have the rest up tomorrow! just really into school busy stuff and I wanted to get something up as I feel it has been neglected.