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When Sam woke, it was in a bed that wasn't his own and without his dad or brother in sight... needless to say, there was a lot of freaking out. He fumbled out of bed and went looking through the apartment he was in... only to find a dog and not much else. Nothing that would tell him where he was anyway or where Dad or Dean was, when they'd be back.

He even got desperate enough to grab the phone and try their numbers... only to find them no longer in use which was just... even weirder. Now he was even more worried.

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"It was hard sometimes..." He shrugged. "You needed me, though."

He put the pictures aside and wrapped his arms around Sam's waist. He wiggled in close and let his head rest on Sam's chest. "You asked me, after I admitted what we were together here, if I'd change anything about us and I said no. Would you?"

"I did, Dean..." No reason pretending he hadn't. He'd needed his brother... only thing that kept him sane between the fights with Dad, even if the fights with Dean were just as headache inducing sometimes.

He rubbed at Dean's shoulder when he wiggled in even closer, thinking it over. "No, not really. There's been a lot of crap, but I like where we are right now."

Better than he'd thought it would be.

"Good. Better not. Kick your ass." He mumbled, rubbing his cheek against Sam's shoulder. One hand slipped under Sam's shirt, moving over his stomach and chest lightly. Dean had wondered if he would have trouble touching Sam now after seeing him as a kid again, and he waited to feel bad doing it, but mostly it was just good to have the warm skin and tight muscles under his palm again. "I missed you."

He laughed a little at the threat. "Like to see you try to kick my ass, man."

Okay, so Dean was the only one who could kick his ass, but they hadn't put that to the test since Dean had gotten settled into the normal life!

But Dean trying to cop a feel was kinda nicer than that anyway. He sighed, tipping in closer to Dean as that hand moved up under his shirt. "Mm, I'm right here now, Dean..."

He could so kick Sam's ass. Right now, he was thinking of other uses for it, though.

"Yeah, you are." He shifted and leaned up to nuzzle Sam's neck softly. "I like having you with me. I'd like it better if you were in the bedroom with me."

Sam tilted his head invitingly, a smile curling at his lips. "Mm... think I'd like that a lot too, Dean..."

He shifted to get up then, flashing his brother a playful look. "You got an idea what you want to do when we get there?"

"I was thinking I'd get you naked." He answered, perfectly innocently as he got to his feet behind Sam. He let the blanket he'd been wrapped in fall to the floor as he headed for the bedroom. "I haven't had sex in almost four days, Sammy. I have some pent up energy to work off."

Not to mention some stress.

"Four days, huh? You must be going crazy..." He couldn't help the tease, even as he followed Dean to the bedroom and shed his shirt, reaching down to undo his jeans once they were in there.

After that, he was pressing up against Dean, leaning in to kiss him. "Tell me how you want it, Dean."

"You would be too, if you were me." Dean wrapped his arms around Sam and kissed him long and hard when his brother pressed in. God, it felt good to have him in his arms again. All the tension from the last couple of days was swiftly melting away. "Lay on your stomach, Sammy."

"Mm, okay..." He returned that kiss with a quick nip to his lower lip, smiling slightly before he pulled away to do what Dean asked. He stretched out on the bed on his stomach like he was asked, arms folded under his chin to keep his head propped up.

"Like this?"

"Just like that." Dean shifted to sit across the back of Sam's thighs. His hands settled on his brother's shoulders and rubbed lightly. His head dipped and he kissed a line down Sam's spine, his hands moving over Sam's skin.

Sam sighed at the weight of his brother against his back, relaxing even further under those kisses and touches. "Mm, feels good, Dean."

He turned to look over his shoulder a little, smiling. Nice to see Dean wasn't being skittish about this... seemed pretty comfortable with it. "So, four days, huh? Must've given you time to come up with some ideas..."

No, no skittishness. He needed this. Needed to see Sam, fully adult Sam, stretched out and willing. Not just willing, but actually wanting this. Wanting Dean.

He sat back to pull his shirt off and smiled down at Sam, shaking his head. "You fishing for something kinky, Sammy? I can do kinky..."

"I know you can, but not fishing for anything really, Dean." He smiled a little bit, looking back at his brother again before turning his chin to rest back on his folded arms. "Just you... And you can have me anyway you want me."

"I honestly didn't have any plans." It was hard to plan for sexy fun when he'd been so busy torturing himself with visions of himself as a monster. Now that he was no longer punishing himself, his mind was slow to get back to its usual kinky state. "Just missed touching you. Missed your hands on me."

"Yeah... that sounds good, Dean." Kinky was good too, but Sam was more than fine just forgetting all that and enjoying each other without any real games involved too. He shifted underneath his brother, pressing back against him. "Just like feeling you. 'Course it'd be easier to get my hands on you if you let me roll over."

Dean chuckled as his hands moved over Sam's back. "Well, it's hard to say no to your hands on me, so I guess I'll have to let you roll over."

He shifted off of Sam and stretched out beside him, leaning in to nuzzle the side of his face and neck.

Sam shifted onto his side to face his brother then, bringing up his hand to rest on the side of his brother's face. He guided him into a slow, lingering kiss. He shifted to tangle their legs, pull Dean closer.

Dean moved closer and tangled in, kissing long and deep. His hands wandered over Sam slow and easy. When the kiss ended, he nipped down Sam's jaw and neck.

Sam let out a pleased noise at the touches, head tipping back to offer more access. He arched his body, pressed up against Dean as his own hands smoothed down his shoulders and sides.

Dean rolled onto his back and pulled Sam over on top of him. He kissed and nuzzled his way down Sam's neck, his hands wandering over Sam's sides and back. "Fuck me, Sammy. Wanna feel you."

He kissed down Dean's neck, rocking his hips down against his when he was pulled up over him. He ground against Dean and reached for the lube out of the drawer.

"Anything, Dean," he murmured, kissing down his chest and stomach slowly. He'd give Dean what he wanted, but he wasn't exactly in a mood to hurry. He was enjoying getting touch and explore every inch of skin.

No, there was no hurry. Dean was happy to lay there and let him touch however he wanted, for however long he wanted. He moaned softly, twisting under Sam's touch. "Feel so good, Sammy."

Sam smiled at that and continued that trail down his brother's chestand stomach, finding every sensitive area he had memorized as he coated his fingers with the lube.

Reaching between Dean's legs, he pressed up against him and pressed in slowly. At the same time, his mouth had reached the other's cock, lapping at him slowly, teasingly.

He rested a hand on top of Sam's head and ran his fingers through Sam's hair lightly. A low groan escaped him as he felt Sam's mouth moving on him. He wiggled. "Tease."

Not that he minded. Sam could take all the time there he wanted.

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