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

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.

She groaned and tipped her head back, body pushing up into Sam's thrust. Yeah, she was just coming down off of one orgasm, but having Sam inside her still turned her on. It felt good to be filled like that and to feel him moving on and inside her. She held on tighter and nuzzled at the side of his neck. "Feel so good..."

He groaned deeply, nuzzled into her as he started to thrust. He didn't have it in him to take it slow right now, just desperate for that heat, the slickness and tightness of her body. He just needed to feel her. "God, love you... doesn't matter what body you're in, Dean, always feel so perfect," he panted against her skin, nibbling along her jaw.

Dean didn't need slow right now. She was perfectly happy to lay back and let Sam take it however he wanted. She wasn't anywhere near coming again and she didn't need to. Sometimes, it was fun to just feel him getting desperate and watch him get off without getting lost in her own sensations.

She moaned softly and turned her head to the side to let him nuzzle her. "Love it when you talk like that, Sammy."

He turned his head to kiss her deeply, rolling his hips harder into hers, chasing his own release. He was so close, so lost in the feel of her around him, the press of her boy against his and the sound of her voice. "Dean... oh, god, Dean."

He groaned deeply when he came, pressing in closer to her as he rode out the waves.

She kissed him back and held on tight, loving the way he felt when he came apart like that. She squeezed him tight and held him close, doing everything she could to draw out his release for him. Her nails raked lightly along his back and she tightened her muscles around him as he continued to thrust into her.

He slumped against her soon after, nuzzled tiredly at her neck as he worked on catching his breath. "God..." he turned his head, kissing her cheek lightly. "Love you."

"Mmmm..." Dean sighed and wiggled happily under Sam. That? Was very good. Everything from the chair right up to this moment had been perfect. She turned her head to kiss his temple and smiled. "Worth the wait, Sammy?"

"Definitely," he murmured, shifting gently off her and stretching out at her side. "Looks like you enjoyed yourself too...'

"Oh, I definitely did. You look really hot when you're going at it like you're desperate." She turned to look at him and smiled. "Feels good, too."

He snorted at that, nudging at her lightly, a little tiredly. "Imagine f we ever live together for real, dude... we might never get out of bed." Felt a little strange still, even implying plans like that, but... Dean kept insisting and he was giving her the benefit of the doubt.

felt weird that he was making plans to keep doing this with his own sibling like it was normal too, but he wasn't as near as bothered by that anymore.

"I guess we'll find out." She rolled over to rest her head on his chest. It felt too good to be worried about whether it was normal or not. She was comfortable with Sam and to be honest, treated her better than most anybody else had.

"Out of bed is overrated anyway."

"That seems to be your motto," he teased, settling an arm around her and letting his hand rub over her back soothingly.

"Hasn't steered me wrong yet." She tangled their legs together and curled up against him, happy to just lay there a while and let him rub her back. "Besides... it's, ya'know, possible that I might love you. Just a little bit."

"Yeah?" He raised his eyebrows at that. "You mean my brother... well, my sister loves me? Wouldn't have guessed, dude."

Knew how she meant... kind of went beyond siblings, but to be fair... it probably always kind of had, even if it hadn't always included sex. "Love you too."

"I know. I keep it well hidden." Even for all her attitude growing up, Dean figured... she hoped... she'd always made it clear Sam was loved. Definitely more than just brothers. Long before she'd ever considered anything like this, Sam was already her whole world... her brother, her friend, her family, her responsibility.

It got through... Dean had been pretty much the only person he'd been able to count on to have his back consistently growing up and that was even with any moodiness or fights. He snorted, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead. "Yeah, under that layer of jerk. Guess it's a good thing I know you better than that, man."

She snorted in amusement and cuddled down, tucking her head in under his chin. "I'm not a jerk. I'm lovable and pure joy to be around."

"Whatever you say, Dean." He reached up to brush through her hair as she pressed in close, letting his own eyes drift shut. "Getting tired?"

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

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