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[When Sam finally started to stir, he really wished he hadn't. He really had the mother of all hangovers here - his head was throbbing and god, everything felt horrible. His memory of last night was pretty hazy too, to boot. He did realize pretty quick off the bat that he'd been sleeping on Dean, tangled up in him.] Dean?

[Much as his body felt sluggish and heavy still, the minute he realized they were naked, he gave a jolt away from Dean, memories hazily filtering back in. Bits and pieces at least and he wasn't sure if his stomach did a flip because of some of the stuff he recalled or because of the hangover.] Dean! You... you need to wake up.

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[He quickly changed the sheets in the bedroom and... did his best to block out that humming. At least he wasn't singing at the top of his lungs anymore. And as soon as that, he was just... stretching out on the couch, feet up, head against an arm rest as he waited for his brother to join him.]

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[Dean made quick work of the dishes. Fortunately, he'd anticipated having the job tossed at him again, so he'd cleaned a little while Sam was in the shower. It didn't take too long and soon he was heading out into the living room to join his brother.]

[Of course, his brother was currently occupying most of the couch with his Sasquatch limbs. Dean nudged Sam's legs apart and settled down between them, leaning against his chest comfortably.] Find anything good on TV?

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[Sam didn't protest it when Dean decided to settle down on top of him - figured he probably would anyway and hey, it was nice to have the warm weight against him. he shrugged.] It's daytime TV, dude. Mostly just talk shows and bad soap operas.

[he surrendered the remote though, shifting until one arm was pillowing his own head and the other rested around his brother.]

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[Daytime TV was the worst. Dean flipped channels for a few minutes, finally abandoning the search when he reached Food Network and some old Good Eats reruns. Hey, it beat the hell out of soaps.]

[He tossed the remote down beside the couch and shifted to slide his arms around Sam's waist, resting his head on his brother's chest.] What do you usually do with your weekends, here?

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Food Network, seriously? [Why wasn't he actually surprised?]

[He shrugged at the question.] Not the same things you do with your free weekends, dude. [A pause.] Sometimes I go out with friends, look around, stuff like that. [His life was... pretty boring lately by their old standards and he kind of really liked it.]

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If you have a better suggestion, I'm all ears.

[He shrugged back. He wasn't taking a shot at how Sam spent his time. He was just curious about this normal life his brother was trying to build for himself.] Doing okay with your classes?

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Well, there isn't anything better on... so I guess we're sort of stuck, huh?

[He smiled a little at the question.] Yeah, I am, Dean... I'm doing good. It's nice... being out here. Being away, you know?

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The guy's funny. Wait'll he dresses up like a cowboy.

[He nodded slow, listening to the happy tone in Sam's voice. Before he came here, he thought it might have just been something Sam wanted to stick it to their father, but he really seemed happy.] I know. It's good. It's good for you.

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Seriously, dude? What's with you and cowboys?

[He turned his head towards the other, pressing a kiss to the other's forehead lazily.] Mm, yeah, it is.

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I was born in the wrong century, dude. I'd've made an awesome cowboy.

[Dean smiled at the kiss, wiggling in closer.] I'll be sure to wait to get into the big legal trouble until after you're a big, bad lawyer.

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Dude, your knowledge of cowboys comes from old movies. You're not Clint Eastwood, trust me.

[He rolled his eyes.] Oh, real thoughtful, dude. You got quite a few years to wait then.

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I could be. Maybe Clint's my spirit animal.

I'm nothing if not considerate. [He rubbed his cheek against Sam's chest.] Just don't expect to get paid or anything.

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Dude, just... so you know, if you try to play out this cowboy fetish in the bedroom, I'm kicking you out. I mean it.

Yeah, I kinda figured I wouldn't, Dean, not with you. [he picked up his hand to push through Dean's hair when he felt the other rubbing against his chest. It really was like having an overgrown cat all of a sudden.]

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That's very interesting, Sam. The way you phrased that suggests that you might be willing to play out other fantasies. Just not the cowboy one...

[He hummed happily at the petting and wiggled in closer, burying his face against Sam's chest. His hands slipped under the back of Sam's shirt to rub against warm skin.]

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Yeah, no, Dean. I am not dressing up for you. We haven't even run through all the basics yet anyway...

[He gave a soft, content noise when he felt his brother's hand rub over his skin.]

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Ah well. The basics are fun, too. Which basic were you interested in trying next, Sammy?

[He smiled at the sound Sam made and pushed the shirt up to bare his brother's chest, nuzzling in against the skin. His hands continued to roam lazily over Sam's back. After a few seconds, he shifted to bump his head against Sam's hand.] Falling down on the job, dude. More finger action.

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Hmm. Maybe we've run through most of them already... different positions though, I guess. [He shrugged, trying to sound casual here. kinda wished he was less awkward here, but talking sexy to his brother? Not the easiest yet.] What we did on the couch... maybe with you on top. If you want.

[he snorted, moving his fingers through the other's hair a little more.] Dude, you're like a pet.

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[Dean turned his head, both to lean more into Sam's fingers and to look up at his brother's face. The sound of uncertainty in his brother's voice got his attention.] Just to be clear... do you mean you want to do me with me on top, or you want me to do it to you? I don't wanna try for the wrong thing...

[He was very interested in that second option, but he couldn't bring himself to get near the idea without Sam bringing it up first.]

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[He managed a slight smile when his brother's head tilted towards his.] Uh, the second one, dude. The first one sounds fun too though, you know. But uh, you could try for whatever you wanted, Dean. I mean... we only have the weekend, right? And it's going by fast. [Might as well make it as memorable as possible, right? Didn't know... how things were going to go from on out.]

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We can do either one. Both. Whichever you want. [He settled back down, rubbing Sam's back again. Not meeting his brother's gaze.] I'm, uh, more comfortable with you calling the shots here, Sammy. I don't want you to get hurt or do anything you maybe don't want to.

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Dean... [He shook his head, his hand leaving the other's hair cup his face and try to draw him up for a proper kiss. He wanted to protest that he'd definitely say if Dean did something he hated, but... No point in arguing it, he figured. Not right now.] I want it, Dean, okay? You... inside of me, so next time, if you want...

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[He let himself be pulled up, kissing Sam long and slow, tinged with relief. Instead of settling back down when the kiss ended, he looped his arms around his brother's neck.] Yeah, Sammy. I want. I definitely want.

[Dean smiled and kissed him again.] Now we'll see how long I can restrain myself from trying to get you naked.

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[He smiled into that kiss, his hands settling lightly on Dean's hips as he returned that kiss.] Knowing you? Bet you anything it won't be long.

[They hadn't had a brilliant track record so far after all.]

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Are you saying I can't restrain myself? [Dean set himself to kissing his brother breathless. His hands moved up and trailed through Sam's hair. He pressed in tight, squirming teasingly against his brother.]

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Our restraint was non-existent yesterday, Dean- [he let out a noise into that kiss, tipping back against the fingers going through his hair, his thoughts kind of derailed.]

[He brought up his leg, loosely putting it around Dean as he started to wiggle against him like that. His own fingers went to tug at the other's shirt, trying to draw it up his back to be able to touch the skin underneath - Dean wanted to tease him? he wasn't the only one who could play at that game.]