Finally got to see The Fault In Our Stars for the first time and it was the extended edition. I am not worth a penny right now I actually can’t stop crying! Someone needs to help me just now!
Sam had been punishing him all day. Dean knew he was, and he had to admit he didn’t exactly think he deserved it. All he’d said to Sam was maybe, sometimes when they where on jobs they still acted like a couple instead of co-workers. Dean had only suggested they tone it down a bit before they got found out.
Dean had gotten the cold shoulder all day because of it and he hated this. He knew Sam had been out interviewing witness’s while he checked out the crime scene one more time in case they’d missed anything. None of that was uncommon, what was uncommon was the serious lack of silly flirty little texts messages back and forth between them. Dean had text Sam over 3 hours ago and he hadn’t heard a word back from him.
He pulled his phone out once he’d climbed back into his car and sighed in relief when he seen Sam had text him.
Got some info from the sister. Meet me at the diner once your done? SW.
Dean cringed reading it, it was professional and formal. It wasn’t them.
Be there in 5. DW.
It was never hard to find Sam in a crowd, much less a diner. Dean slid into the booth, facing his brother and smiled softly.
"Hey - you left early today" Dean said softly.
"Had work to do" Sam said chewing the inside of his lip.
Before Dean could reply their waitress arrive, chipper and all smiles.
"Hey, there. My name is Amanda and I’ll be your waitress today"
"And that’s what you call service with a smile - right Dean?" Sam said, flashing the poor unsuspecting woman his own heart stopping smile. Dean’s stomach dropped when he felt Sam’s foot rubbing against the inside of his thigh, pushing Dean’s legs open to put the sweetest pressure right over Dean’s cock.
"Sam" He said holding his hand out and shaking hers, smile still growing and his foot still rubbing at the ever growing bulge in Dean’s jeans. There was something delicious about the fact that Sam was so blatantly flirting with someone when right out of sight he was working Dean up to a small frenzy.
That’s how dinner went. Their food came, but Dean barely had time to himself to enjoy it. Sam’s foot slowly and purposely working over Dean’s cock. Amanda kept showing up every ten minutes or so to check and see if they needed anything, Sam still outrageously leading the girl on. Dean wanted to be mad, but he couldn’t be angry at Sam when this felt so damn good. Dean knew he wouldn’t be able to stand when they finally did decide to leave, not without every single person knowing how fucking hard he was for his little brother.
Sam put some bills on the table while standing a smirk on his face. “So did today feel like it ‘went better’ because ‘we weren’t acting like we where together?’ Sam asked him and Dean growled.
"You’re a god damn tease Winchester!" Dean hissed looking over at him.
"A tease wouldn’t be telling you to go wait in the bathroom for him so he can take care of that problem you’ve got now would he?" Sam whispered with a wink, "I’ll be right behind you, promise." Dean didn’t need telling twice.
Sabrina babe? The anon prompt you sent me is all screwed up do you think you could resend bubs?
Oh hey look, supporting cast for season 10
IS NO ONE GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE CHARACTERS THAT ARE LITERALLY THE ELEMENTS
CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT ADAM
CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW WE ARE GOING TO SEE ALL OF OUR FAVES THAT HAVE DIED!?!!!?
ADAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM! ADAM! ADAM! ADAM! ADAM!
I AM FUCKING SCREAMING AT MISHA DOING THE ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE! I CAN NOT HANDLE THAT VIDEO! IF JARED&JENSEN DO IT TOO I WILL ACTUALLY DIE. I CAN NOT. NO. VERY BAD.
Sam sighed, letting the motel door slam behind him. Instantly starting to pull out of his McDonald’s work clothes. It was too warm in the shop and he constantly smelled like the burgers he made all day. God. he needed to shower. He thought as he tossed the shirt away somewhat angrily.
Sam smiled softly as Dean’s hands ran over his hips, pressing his body into his back and kissed his neck softly. “That bad, huh?”
Sam groaned softly, nodding. “I’m starting not to care how many 17 year old whit boys with long dark hair have went missing from this McDonald’s. I’m sick of smelling like a damn fryer every damn day, just to play bait!”
"You do smell like a big tasty" Dean chuckled at Sam’s complaining, still kissing softly over his neck and shoulders, thumbs rubbing small circles into his bare hips.
Turning Sam gave Dean his best bitch face, slapping at his chest.
"What? I love burgers! I love you - this is perfect" He continued to tease him, but the comment made Sam smile this time, a soft blush creeping over his face. "C’mon Sammy. One more shift and we should have ganked him. Then you can quit and we can leave" Dean told him softly.
"I know… I know" Sam sighed, looking up at Dean.
"Why don’t you go have a shower and I’ll order us some pizza?" Dean said, against Sam’s mouth before kissing him softly.
Sam pulled away and nodded softly, already forgotten all about his damn job or why he was in a bad mood in the first place.
Sam made it far too easy for Dean, so it really wasn’t his fault. One barely there touch over his nipples and Sam was a goner. Dean’s favorite pass time was making his little brother squirm. If they had free time together, Dean was more than likely pinning Sam down and teasing him to the point of exploding in his jeans.
Tonight was no different, just back from a hunt and covered in dirt and vampire blood, Sam run a bath before sliding into the warm water with a soft moan as he relaxed. Dean joined him not ten seconds later. Pressing his body against Sam’s. Dean ran his now wet hands over his brothers chest, a deep growl raising in his throat was the only warning Sam got before Dean’s mouth was sealed over his right nipple.
Sam jerked in the water, soft moan leaving his mouth back arching into the assault, his hands pulling Dean closer. Dean worried the nipple with his teeth before licking soothingly over the bud while his finger nails scraped over the free one, hand sliding down Sam’s torso and cupping his little brothers hard cock.
"Dean…" Sam whimpered out.
"Think I could get you off like this baby boy? Barely touching your cock and making a meal out of your nipples?" He purred to Sam before latching onto the left one giving it the same abusive treatment.
Stars shot behind Sam’s eyes as his moans grew louder. “Maybe… if you bring out the nipple clamps and really put your mind to it” Sam panted his head falling back, completely at Dean’s mercy.
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