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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 10, 2009 23:18:58 GMT -5
It couldn't have been. No way could Dean hope for something as cheesy as that. Then again, Sam was a sappy guy sometimes, but that was beside the point. Did he mean...was he implying what Dean hoped he was implying? Well, there was one sure way to find out. Scooting a half inch closer to Sam, he leaned in and pressed his lips against the back of his neck. There he hesitated, waiting for the shout or the cringe that told him he was wrong.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 10, 2009 23:22:24 GMT -5
he jumped slightly but didnt move away. "you must think im a freak..more than usual..im sorry"he said, rambleing. it was plesant yet strange and new. strange cuse it was his brother.but who elce could it be? dean was always there for him when he needed him. and vice versa. it couldent be any other way in his mind
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 10, 2009 23:25:00 GMT -5
Carefully, Dean reached around and lightly covered Sam's mouth with his fingers. "Shh," he insisted, "You'll always be my freaky, baby brother." He was a bit more confident now, wrapping his arms around Sam's shoulders, lapping almost teasingly at the back of his neck. "I just wish you hadn't been keeping secrets."
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 10, 2009 23:35:00 GMT -5
"i thought you would get freeked and leave...thats why i got drunk lastnight...i dont know...i thought if i told you youed punch me and you get all pissed when people keep assuming were gay..."he shivered slightly, relaxing against him slowly.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 10, 2009 23:47:00 GMT -5
"Hey, what I do with my time is my own business. They need to stop making assumptions." Careful of the welts, Dean tugged him back and turned his head lightly. Kissing a line up Sam's jaw, he landed with one final kiss on his lips. It was slightly empowering to finally get to do that. A stray hand stroked lightly down his chest to linger at his crotch. "I'd never leave you, Sammy," he promised quietly.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 10, 2009 23:52:04 GMT -5
he swallowed."promise?"he asked, his eyes filled with pain and a bit of fear. he licked his lips and looked at deans lips. hesitateing. he was focuing on where deand hand was and he started...steering. he swalowed again, took the plunge and kissed dean.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 10, 2009 23:57:15 GMT -5
Dean liked the bit of control with Sam kissed him. Woah, awkward thing to think about that Dean Winchester likes it when Sam Winchester kisses him. Anyway, letting his hand grip lightly at his brother's sensitivity, the older of the two gently laid Sam down on the bed and hovered over him, kissing his lips, then his neck and throat and his lips again. "Does it hurt bad?" he asked quietly in between his precious pecks.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 11, 2009 0:02:31 GMT -5
his eyes nearly rolled back into his head. he managed to shake his head but that was all he could do. in the back of his brain a voice sat this was wrong but he just pushed it back because it was good, not bad. he didnt know what to do though. he gave dean a unsure lok and lifited his hand sligtly
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 11, 2009 0:05:30 GMT -5
Dean grabbed the raised hand and placed his lips on the palm before guiding it behind his back. He got that Sam had no idea what he was doing (had probably never been with a guy before period), so he decided he'd help. "Just let me do this," he cooed gently into his brother's ear before licking the lobe sensually. "I'll show you how it's done."
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 11, 2009 0:09:12 GMT -5
he nodded and it was pure bliss from then out. he knew dean enjoyed himself too and he didnt know when he fell asleep but it was rather peacfull. he must have been exauseted. he never ment to fall asleep but he woke up cuddled against dean. he listened to deans heartbeat and smiled slightly.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 11, 2009 0:14:47 GMT -5
Automatically, Dean's arms remained protective around his brother-turned-lover's body. He cataloged every moan of pleasure during sex and every panting breath afterward to the point where Sam was out like a light. Then, he just lay there holding him, dozing sometimes, but never really sleeping. There was too much in his head, to much to think about. The night was getting lighter before he felt Sam stir at last. "How ya doing there, kiddo?" he asked with an endearing tone.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 11, 2009 0:18:40 GMT -5
he lifted his head up and smiled goggily."good..no nightmares"he said lying his back down and hugging him."how are you?"he asked, letting him go and absently drawing circles on his stumach with a finger
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 11, 2009 10:23:45 GMT -5
A lump of pride welled up in Dean's throat at the thought that maybe he'd been able to cure Sam of his nightmares. He chased it away and idly let his fingers play with Sam's hair. "Never been better," he assured him. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I've wanted that for a long time."
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 11, 2009 14:39:54 GMT -5
He just smiled and continued with the pattern he was makeing. "Have you done this before Dean?" It seemed he had alot of practice. Or was it the same with woman..Just diffrent places? thinking about it only seemed to confuse and excite him more and more. knowing he needed a shower he still refused to move.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 14, 2009 15:53:45 GMT -5
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