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

Candy and sea lions. What, do you want me to get you an ice cream after?

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"Fuck... yes. Wanna be yours." She moaned in return, squirming as best she could in his arms. God, she was so close. The rough, fast pace and Sam's words were hitting all her best spots. "Oh God... Oh God, please... Sammy..."

He groaned, nipping at her skin, feeling himself getting closer. God, he couldn't imagine not having Dean like this, all his, moaning and begging for him. "I got you, Dean," he panted, keeping up the pace, angling his thrusts to try to hit the spots that always had Dean crying out for him.

As soon as Sam changed the angle of his thrusts, Dean was crying out for him as her orgasm slammed into her. Every thrust hammered against that spot inside her and sent sparks through her nerves. Her legs tightened around him and she gasped and moaned, twisting through the waves.

He held back, even as she tightened around him and writhed. He held back as long as he could, drawing it out for her, wanting to keep her twisting for him, making all those hot little noises. He kissed her hard before he was coming hard, pushing in as deep as he could, grinding into her as he rode out the waves.

Dean was all whimpers by the time Sam came. She still twisted and moved against him, loving the way he ground against her as he chased his own pleasure. Fuck, it was so good. Almost too much, after that powerful orgasm she'd just come down off. But she loved watching him when he was lost in it like that.

"Love you," she gasped against his lips while he rode it out. "Feel so good. Love the way it feels when you come inside me, Sammy. Want my little brother getting me all sticky. Give it to me..."

Eventually, he slowed to a stop, tipping his head in and resting it against her shoulder. "Oh, God..." He panted, kissing her damp skin lightly, lapping at a drop of water. "God, don't think I could ever not want this... not want you."

"You better not. Dunno how I'd manage without you, now." God's honest truth. It would be a nightmare to go back to one night stands in dirty motels after all this. She'd miss real affection to go along with her lust.

He smiled at that, leaning up for a softer kiss. Felt good to hear Dean say that, to know she was really serious about settling down with him. "Like the shower hook?"

"Mmmm... I like it. Like when you get all handsy and in control like that, Sammy." She grinned and kissed him back. "I foresee even more showers in our future."

"Like we don't already take enough..." He slowly pulled out from her, eased her back to the shower floor and made sure she was steady before he went to undo the cuffs.

Dean gave a sigh of contentment when she was set on her feet. Her arms ached a little when he released her, but she didn't mind at all. She rubbed her wrists and arms lightly and smiled up at him. "Can't have too much of a good thing, Sammy."

He snorted at that and stepped under the water to rinse himself off again, smiling at Dean. "So are you still planning on getting me back for the chair thing too?"

"Absolutely." She smiled and pressed up against him, letting the water roll down over them. She nuzzled his neck softly. "You up for it?"

"Yeah... well, let me catch my breath a little first." He wasn't going to be much fun for a little bit, but he was definitely interested. He drew her in closer, nuzzling into him.

She chuckled and leaned into the nuzzling. "Well, I didn't mean right this minute. I've gotta catch my breath, too. 'Case you didn't notice, I just got nailed to the wall..."

"Believe me, I noticed..." He smiled when she leaned into him like that, kissing her temple lightly. "We should get out of here."

"Hmmm... yeah, probably." Seemed a shame they ever had to leave, though. They had such good times in the shower. She nuzzled at his neck a moment before she drew away to pull back the curtain.

He shut the water off and followed her out, grabbing for a towel. Showers were definitely his favorite part of the day now... and when Dean moved in? He figured that wouldn't change.

It wouldn't if Dean had anything to say about it. She planned to take full advantage of that shower once she was moved in fully.

She dried off and headed for the bed, stretching out comfortably and waiting for Sam to join her. No need for clothes. They wouldn't be on long.

After he was dried off, he settled in beside her on the bed, an arm sliding around her waist, pulling her in closer to him.

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