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"Mhm, guess we did..." He laughed quietly, still a little groggy and way too content to really move yet. He was quite comfortable being lazy awhile. "We did have kind of a busy day." He finally looked up at his brother.

"You ready for another?"

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Oh god, the bitching was seriously old by the time they got back to camp and Sam was pretty glad by the time they got settled in and covered up. Meant maybe Dean would be satisfied.

Except then he had to put his freezing nose against his skin and got him squirming a little. "Dude, that's cold."

He had a right to complain too!

"No kidding. Why do you think I'm warming it up on you?" He mumbled against Sam's skin, wiggling closer. The difference between Sam's complaining and Dean's was that Dean was happy to ignore Sam's!

"Less talking. More heat radiation."

He let out a quiet huff because Dean was pretty much trying to steal whatever body heat he did have. God, he was like ice pressed up against him.

"Dude, it's not like I'm a literal heater, you know. I don't put heat out on command." But he did wrap his arms around Dean despite any bitching of his own, rubbing one over his skin.

Not stealing, Sam! Sharing!

"Get closer, then." Dean tangled their legs together and tightened his arms on Sam. Little brother could bitch all he wanted, but being close was supposed to be the best way to get warm. Dean started to nuzzle his neck, teeth scraping against his brother's skin.

It felt more like stealing! Because now he was even colder.

But at least Dean was against him, tangled even closer and yeah, okay, it might have been a little better now. He wasn't going to tell Dean that though. He let out a more contented noise when he felt the other's teeth on his skin, head rolling back, eyes drifting shut for a moment. "Mm..."

Details, details.

While Sam was being so quietly compliant, Dean kept working at his brother's neck. He paused at the base of his throat and sucked at the skin, working up a mark there. Nipping and lapping at the skin as it got darker.

He let out a soft noise as Dean kept working over his neck, marking it up, and right now he honestly didn't mind in the slightest, kind of liked wearing those marks. Sam slowly brought up a hand to brush through Dean's hair lightly, the other dragging up over his back, letting blunt fingernails bite in.

Dean made a soft sound of pleasure at the bite of those nails into his skin. He pushed back into them and moved lower on Sam, nuzzled and nipped at his chest. Getting warmer again, finally.

Sam tipped his head forward, watching Dean as he moved down further. "Mmm, Dean..."

Okay, he was warmer and enjoying the attention he was getting, so he was definitely feeling less inclined to complain now. He let out a soft sigh, arching against his mouth.

As he moved down, he nudged Sam over onto his back. All the better for him to move his mouth and his hands over him. He paused at one of Sam's nipples, sucking softly and scraping his teeth against it. "Yeah, Sammy?"

The noise he let out next was a soft moan as teeth raked over the sensitive skin. His fingers raked encouragingly through the other's hair, biting at his lower lip. "Mmm, nothing... feels good, Dean."

He liked the way Sam moved under him and made those sounds. He switched to his brother's other nipple and worked it over a minute before he wandered down lower, letting himself disappear under the sleeping bag. He kissed and nipped at the skin around Sam's navel, licked the line of his hip bones. His hands kneaded at Sam's thighs.

Sam shifted under him, breath hitching between soft, pleased sounds as Dean kept peppering his skin with kisses and nips. Damn... "Dean, oh god..."

He reached down under the sleeping bag to tangle his hands through short locks of hair, giving it a tug.

"Hmm?" He asked, groaning softly at the way Sam pulled at his hair. His head dipped lower and he licked the underside of Sam's cock, then peppered kisses back down the length to the base. His nails dug into the skin of Sam's thighs, pushing them more apart.

"Dean..." He let out a soft whine as Dean's mouth moved over his cock, arching back under him. He parted his legs, shivering at the way those nails bit into his skin, sending a jolt right through him. "You feel so good..."

"Will feel better in a minute." He promised before he took the head into his mouth and sucked softly. His tongue swirled around it and worked at the slit, then he took Sam down deep.

"Dean..." He gasped, hips twitching slightly when he took him in deep like that, his tongue working over him so expertly. He bit his lower lip, eyes drifting shut.

Since they'd been at it for hours, Dean didn't see any need to hurry this time. He took his time, moving over Sam with slow, practiced motions. Since this was something he enjoyed the hell out of, and Sam always seemed pretty well inclined to let him go at it as long as he liked, Dean planned to draw it out and have fun with it. Not like either of them was desperate at the moment.

Sam let out a pleasant groan, relaxing back as Dean worked. Though he'd felt kind of weird about that oral fixation of his brother's in the beginning, like it might be kind of selfish or something to indulge him all the time... Dean really did seem to enjoy it, get off on it even.

So as long as Dean enjoyed himself, he wasn't going to protest. There definitely wasn't any hurry either. The edge had definitely been taken off. "God, love your mouth, Dean. So good at that..."

Dean made pleased, eager sounds in response to Sam's words. His arms draped loosely over Sam's hips and his head bobbed lazily over Sam's cock. For a while, he stayed slow and easy, occasionally just holding the length deep in his throat and sucking softly. In a few minutes, he sped up considerably, working Sam over hard to bring him right to the edge and then slow back down again. Drawing it out as long as he could.

Okay, so the way Dean kept bringing him so close and then back down had him inching back towards desperate. He bit his lip, whimpering softly as he squirmed, bringing a hand up to cover his face. "Fuck... Dean, come on."

He decided to take pity on his brother and stop teasing. When he started working at Sam in earnest this time, he didn't ease off. When he felt his brother start to get close, he drew back a little to give himself some breathing room, then tugged at Sam's hips to encourage him to thrust.

Sam let out a groan followed by a gasp when his hips were tugged on like that. He rolled his hips up like the other was encouraging him to, biting at his lower lip as he thrust up. "Dean-- gonna..." It didn't take long at all for him to get close again, to finally come after all that teasing and slow build up. He gasped the other's name, rocking his hips up carefully, steadily as he rode out the pleasure.

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