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Morning Love Song
Dean rolled over and dropped a hand on Sam's belly. The Sasquatch was still asleep but smiled anyway as Dean's hand invaded his dream.
The sunrise was just lighting up the thin window curtains here in yet another generic motel room but it could be a bedroom in paradise as long as they had each other.
Dean curled into his brother's side and blew softly into Sam's ear. Sam smile grew broader and his eyelashes flickered.
"What are you up to Dean?" he rumbled deep in his chest. "Something you want?"
Dean arced up on his hands and looked down on Sam's chest. He dropped a kiss to a pectoral and a lick to a nipple and that was it. Sam rose up now and pushed the smaller brother into the mattress. Sam ran his fingers through Dean's hair and then tightened his grip. Dean's head was forced back and his long delicate neck was exposed to Sam's mouth.
"Wake me up early, will you." Sam whispered in Dean's ear. "You'll pay for that."
Sam tongue licked up the column of Dean's neck and then circled an ear. Dean shivered under the assault. Concurrently Sam's free hand ran down over his brother's belly and forced its way between Dean's legs, pushing them open. Sam's fingers went exploring.
"There, there," Sam breathed in Dean's ear. "Is that what you wanted?"
Dean's lips were captured and he couldn't answer even if he wanted to. Sam made a hostage of his brother and Dean draped his willing arms over Sam's shoulders. He relaxed completely and surrendered.
"I love you." Dean murmured to his brother. "I know." Sam answered back.
"Everything I have is yours," Dean whispered, shivering as Sam fastened his lips over the pulse point below his left ear and started to suck. Sam's free hand continued to wander, claiming every inch of Dean's body.
When Sam finished marking his claim his lips settled over Dean's and he lifted the smaller brother on top, settling Dean's ass right where he wanted it.
"This morning you're my bitch so spread 'em and get ready." A long finger entered Dean's body and he moaned at the burn. "Very nice," Sam whispered. "You're the one who thought it would be a good idea to wake me up and now you're the one that's going to do the work. Start moving"
Dean reached back and found Sam's dick. He lined it up and licked Sam's fingers. Sam laughed.
"Eager, aren't you? Reach down to my duffel beside the bed. You'll find a tube of lube. I don't really want to punish you that much."
In a few minutes Dean was hard at work. Sam lay relaxed with his arms folded under his head.
"Thanks so much for waking me up, my love."