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Happy New Year ((samefivealbums))

He ducked his head at that, shaking his head. "Maybe one day we can find another place to settle in, Dean. There are other schools..." Though it killed him he didn't get to stick with Stanford... that had been his whole future laid out for him. Still, he knew what could have happened from the very moment he slept with Dean and told him he wanted to keep doing it. He couldn't really blame the other... he didn't blame him for it.

He turned his head to graze another quick kiss to his lips. "Yeah... nothing I'd change here either, Dean. I'm happy with you." He wanted Dean to know that much at least. He didn't regret what they had here, no matter how... abnormal it was, how unconventional.

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Sam took his glass and leaned back against Dean when he shifted behind him. He took a sip of it and shrugged. "It's not so bad, huh?" Kind of liked the taste of it actually... He tipped his head to nuzzle back against the other, looking back at him.

"You know... I can't believe it, dude." Okay, so maybe he couldn't help all the teasing... "I've watched you my whole life, man, seen you flirt with every pretty face that'd look your way... caught you doing more, heard every one of your stories whether I wanted to or not... But all this time, I never actually thought you'd be the type to plan a private picnic on New Years, Dean. You're kinda sweet sometimes."

"Nope. Not too bad." Nothing he'd want to drink every day, but not bad for occasions.

Sam's teasing had him shaking his head and nipping lightly at the back of his brother's neck. Dean knew how to be romantic. He just never had much use for it before. What was the point of romancing someone he'd just have to leave in a few days? "Yeah, well I wasn't dating you then, was I?"

Couldn't tell if that 'sweet' was complimentary or mocking, but he chose to believe it was a compliment. "I guess you don't want the rest of the romantic goop of the night, then, huh...?"

His breath hitched at the nip to his neck before he gave his brother a nudge to the side. "Yeah, well... no. If you were, you were doing a crappy job of it, dude."

It was a compliment, really. It was kind of nice to have sweet sometimes, especially from Dean. "The rest?" He turned to look over his shoulder, curious. "What else have you got?"

"Not my fault you were playing hard to get, hiding behind those books and surly looks, Sammy." He teased back, tightening his arm around him. Pulled him tighter against him and nuzzled his neck and shoulder.

"Depends on how much teasing I'm gonna get." He answered, sticking his tongue out at Sam over his shoulder. Expected some teasing for the next bit, but it didn't mean he was going to take it quietly.

"Those were school books and you were kind of a dick, dude," he murmured playfully, flashing a smile over his shoulder.

He paused, arching his brow at that. Oh, Dean couldn't say that and not show him now. "I won't tease, promise... just show me what it is, dude. It's just you and me and the dog anyway. We'll keep your secret."

"I was a priceless joy. Brat."

"Ozzy might keep my secret. You look like the talking sort, though..." He smirked a little and leaned over Sam's shoulder to nuzzle his cheek. Well, he came this far. Might as well go the distance. "I have two things. One for now and one for after midnight. You want this one, you'll have to close your eyes."

"You think you're always a joy to be around. And I'm not a brat."

He laughed. "Yeah, I'm going to run and tell everyone what a sap my big brother is... you caught me." He turned his head to kiss the other's cheek lightly.

"Close my eyes?" He pulled a face briefly, but fine. If Dean wanted him to close his eyes, that's what he'd do. He let them drift shut. "Like this?"

"You're my brat." He answered back cheerfully and smiled when Sam closed his eyes. He pulled his brother back against his chest, resting Sam's head on Dean's shoulder. "Yeah, like that. Be still, now. No peeking."

He reached over to the cooler and pulled out a couple items, then one from the takeout bag. This? This was about to be the mother of all sap. Sam damn well better not make fun, or Dean would find a nice, cold lake to dump him into.

A minute later, Dean had a fresh strawberry dipped in chocolate sauce pressed to Sam's lips.

"Mhm, always." Sam settled back, head on his brother's shoulder as he waited for whatever this next surprise was. Honestly, the whole night had been kind of sappy anyway... he didn't think whatever Dean had planned would be that much worse...

He felt the brush of something against his lips soon enough though and parted his lips, tasting with the tip of his tongue first. Chocolate? His eyes opened slowly to take in the fruit, lips curling up. He took a bit of the berry, a pleased hum leaving him. "Where'd you get the idea for this one?" He finally asked, though he definitely wasn't not pleased with the fruit.

"You're peeking," he chided playfully, holding the remainder of the berry to Sam's lips. He felt the hum of pleasure through Sam's body and smiled. Much better than teasing.

"I'm not completely unaware of how romance goes, you know. You like fruit, I like chocolate... seemed like a good thing to try." He shrugged a little. "There's banana and pineapple, too, if you like those better."

"I took a taste first, dude... I kind of already pieced it together." He took the rest of the berry when it was offered to him, lips brushing the tips of Dean's fingers before nipping lightly after he got the fruit. He tipped his head back to look at Dean, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

After that, he was reaching for another berry and dipping it in the chocolate he saw Dean had put out. "I like them all..." Might be going after the banana next, though for now, he was busy pressing the end of the strawberry to his brother's lips, tracing lightly, waiting for him to bite.

"You should taste." Dean had a gorgeous mouth, really-- nice, full lips, great smile, and it was all made even better knowing how his brother could use it. All the different ways he could make Sam shiver, with just some words or the brush of a kiss to the way he'd suck his cock like it was the best thing in the world. Anything that let him focus some attention there, even if it was just feeding his brother, wasn't going to get any complaints from him.

Dean licked and sucked the tip of the berry playfully before he finally took a bite. Hadn't really expected Sam to return the favor, but if he wanted to, Dean certainly wasn't going to complain. He licked the juice from his lips and then took the rest of the berry, swallowing it down before he sucked each of Sam's fingertips clean. He was aware that his mouth was one of his best features, plus he just liked having parts of Sam in it.

"C'mere," he said and leaned over Sam's shoulder to kiss him with chocolate and berry juice still sticky on his lips.

Sam's breath hitched a little when the other sucked his fingertips, eyes darkening slightly. He leaned into the kiss when Dean moved in, a soft moan passing his lips and muffled into the kiss. He let his tongue dart out to collect the sticky juice and chocolate, drawing Dean's lower lip in between his with another teasing, pleased noise.

Dean's arms were tight around Sam, holding him into the kiss for a long moment. He made a soft sound when their lips finally parted. He smiled. "You're right. Definitely tastes good."

"Yeah..." He smiled a little, tipping his head back against Dean as he slouched down against him. Felt comfortable like this, at ease with Dean pressed firmly against his back, arms around him. "Love you, Dean."

"Love you, too, Sammy." He let himself enjoy sitting there and just holding Sam for a minute. Then he reached for the fruit again, dipping a banana slice into the chocolate and holding it up for Sam.

He laughed a little when he was offered another bite, leaning in to take it, slowly taking one of Dean's fingers in his mouth to lick it clean of any stickiness, nipping playfully again before leaning back against him. He gave a pleased hum, tipping his head to press another kiss to Dean's jaw.

"What's so funny?" He mock grumbled, smiling when Sam nipped at his fingers. He leaned into the kiss and sighed happily. Of course, the heat, closeness, and the way Sam sucked on his fingers was doing wonderful things for another part of his body as well.

"Nothing," he mumbled, still smiling in amusement though. As close as he was to Dean, there was no way he was not going to feel that - and because his mood was definitely good tonight, he couldn't resist the urge to tease. He shifted, squirming and pressing some of his weight back against Dean.

"Mm..." He laughed again. "Guess you really like feeding me, huh?"

"Feed you more than fruit, if you're not careful, brat." He grumbled, but it was just for show. He loved Sam squirming against him. Loved his brother's teasing smile and playful tone.

"See if I ever do anything romantic for you again." He bit Sam's shoulder playfully.

"Oh? What else could you feed me, huh?" Knew Dean wasn't seriously upset, so he felt comfortable continuing the teasing, the wiggling.

"You have to. You promised me another after midnight surprise, Dean, and I'm not letting you out of that." He paused. "I'm also not letting you into my pants until after midnight, you know, or you'll end up forgetting the whole midnight kiss."

"Well, that ain't a banana in my pocket, ya'know." He answered back, trying to grumble even as he bit back a groan at the teasing. Not upset at all, really. Just teasing in his own way.

"Mmmm... damn. Guess we'll both have to wait until after midnight, huh?" That didn't stop him from reaching around and palming his brother's crotch, rubbing slowly.

He snorted. "Wonder if it'd taste as good with chocolate though?"

Sam was already half-hard when his brother decided to rub him through his jeans, drawing out a soft moan as he rolled his hips up slowly, head tipping back. "How close is midnight, again?"

"I taste good with everything."

Dean smiled when he found Sam already half-hard and he worked to get that other half, rubbing and squeezing Sam through his jeans. He nuzzled and bit at Sam's neck while his head was tipped back like that. "At least another half hour, Mister Tradition."

He groaned softly at that bite, pushing his fingers up against the other's hand. Hard to not respond when the other was groping and rubbing him like that. "God, that's going to seem like forever, dude..."

If Dean kept jerking him off through his jeans anyway. He turned his head again, leaning in to catch his lips in a proper, deep kiss.

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