onlytobenormal | a month in the life of a cursed hunter ((samefivealbums))

Sam let his eyes trail over her body, watched her move against him, grind on him. "Mm, you're giving me good incentive. I touch, you stop, right?"

And it didn't matter how many times he's seen Dean naked as a girl and a guy, this tease had hi almost hungry to see more of her. He licked his lips, resisting the urge to kiss along her shoulders where the straps had slipped down.

"Look so good."

"You like this, Sammy?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at him. She let the straps fall and the nightie fell to her waist. Tipped her head back and nuzzled his neck as she continued to move on him.

"What would you be doing if I let you move, hmm?"

"Yeah..." He watched as her nightie slipped away to her waist, letting out a soft groan. "Touching every inch of you... Might take a look in that bag of yours too."

"Mmmm, I like it when you're touching me. Right now, though, I just want you to watch." Dean reached for the nightie at her waist and tugged it up over her head, tossing it aside. Sitting in his lap in just the matching panties, she kept moving on him, her own hands roaming over her body like she imagined his would be if he could.

"God..." It wasn't fair. He was being shown an expanse of skin and all he could do was hold on to the chair in an attempt to not reach for her, especially when her own hands slid over her body, teasing him even more. "You look so good, Dean...""

She moved her hands over her breasts, cupping and kneading them. Her fingers pinched at her nipples and rolled them lightly. She moaned and sighed, still grinding down against him as one hand slid lower to dip inside her panties and start rubbing herself lightly. "How... mmm... much teasing can you stand, Sammy?"

"Dean..." He let out a groan, shifting under her and he hoped that it was passed off as him adjusting himself and not trying to get a little more friction against his cock. "Dude, this is not cool."

And he couldn't take his eyes off her, looking down over her shoulders, watching her hand dip into her own panties with dark eyes and a soft groan.

Dean laughed breathlessly and leaned back to nuzzle against Sam's neck. Her hands pushed down her panties, tossing them aside. Then she spread her legs wide, leaning back against him as she reached back down to rub her clit. "I was planning to grab the vibrator I've got stashed in the bag there and fuck myself with it while you watched. I'd hate to mistreat you, though..."

She gave him a teasing look as she slipped two fingers inside herself and started to move them in and out.

He let out another soft groan at that, tipping his head forward to get a better view of what she was doing. "Were you planning on doing that right on top of me too?"

Her head tipped back onto his shoulder and she moaned as she got into the rhythm she wanted with her fingers. Her other hand reached over to rub her clit lightly as she moved. "I was thinking about laying on the bed right in front of you, actually..."

"Yeah?" He licked his lips, still watching her hands work, biting at his own lower lip. "Do I get to touch myself at all? Or is that off limits too?"

He didn't know if he could actually hold out too well if he had to just keep watching her fuck herself and not get some relief here, but god, part of him wanted to see it anyway.

"Mmm... you can. Just remember, though... if you get yourself off, you won't be able to fuck me when I'm done with the toy." She grinned back at him and wiggled on his lap a little longer, getting him a little more worked up. Then she slowly got up and turned to lay on the bed, stretching out and reaching for the bag.

"No way I'm passing up the chance to fuck you after the toy, Dean, don't worry." He smiled a little, watching her work her way up the bed, shamelessly roaming over her.

"Look so good, Dean..."

Dean pulled some pillows down to prop her head up on. Since Sam was down near the foot of the bed, she stretched out low on the bed, her feet off the bottom edge a bit. Just to give him a better view.

She pulled out the rabbit vibrator they bought on their shopping trip and turned the shaft vibrations on to a medium setting, then slowly started to push the toy in. As wet as she already was from grinding on Sam and teasing them both, she didn't need anything extra. The toy pushed in easy and she moaned as it slowly filled her.

Sam took the chance to tug off his boxers and wondered why he even bothered to get dressed around the house with Dean anymore, as active as they were. He licked his lips, eyes roaming over her body, settling between her legs and watching as she pushed in the toy. Yeah, it was going to be hard to resist no giving in the urge to give his neglected cock some attention, but he wanted to hold off as long as he could, focus on this show she was giving him.

"Dean..."

"Like what you see, Sammy?" She purred breathlessly and moved her thumb to crank up the vibrations. She moaned and shuddered as she started moving the toy in and out of her. Once she had a rhythm going, she thumbed the controls for the little rabbit ears and cried out softly when they started vibrating against her clit. Her body twisted and her hips rocked into the feeling.

"Yeah..." He licked his lips, leaning forward a little bit, groaning as he watched her fuck herself on that toy, watched her twist against the sensations. "Fuck, Dean," his tone was almost pleading, just itching to touch her somehow, be closer. He finally eased a hand down to his own cock, stroking himself lightly, slowly. No hurry, no rush.

"It's not... mmmm... not as good as you, you know. Not as big. Not as warm." She gasped out the words, body rocking into her hand's motion as she pushed the toy into herself. Her rhythm increased and she groaned again, fucking herself more quickly, harder with the toy. "Sammy... fuck..."

"Dean..." he let out a soft moan, biting at his lower lip. God, this wasn't fair. She was right there, giving him a few of everything and all he could do is <>watch. "Let me touch..."

He paused, licking his lips before adding a soft, "Please."

Didn't care about pride anymore, not when he was just desperate for more.

"Well... since you asked so nicely..." She smiled down at him, never stopping her hand motion. She was getting close. Wouldn't take much to push her over. And as soon as she did, she was going to get Sam inside her. That thought definitely got her closer. "Mmmm... you can touch me, Sammy."

That was all he needed to push forward and climb up the bed to lean over her, kiss her deeply, roughly. One hand stayed planted on the bed, the other smoothed down over the other's chest, over one of her breasts, teasing her nipple.

Dean whined into Sam's mouth, kissing him back desperately as the vibrations pushed her faster and faster to the edge. She moaned and twisted under his hands, her hips moving harder and faster down onto the toy. When she came, her back arched her body up into Sam, crying out wordlessly.

When she arched against him, Sam ducked his head against her shoulder, breathing heavy, kissing over her skin, hands smoothing over her. "God, Dean... Love you. Love you so much..."

"Love you," she gasped. When she finally came down off that orgasm, she turned the vibrations off and removed the toy. Put it aside and then reached to pull Sam closer. Her legs slipped around his waist. "Your turn, Sammy..."

"Love you too," he murmured, letting Dean pull him in. Shifting his weight a little onto one arm, he smoothed the other down her hips and started to push in deep and hard when he was prompted to, groaning deeply against her skin.

a month in the life of a cursed hunter ((samefivealbums))

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