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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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Fuck. [He wanted to say so much more, but that tone of voice and Sam's breath right up against his ear... all thought went right out the window.]

[Dean's free hand moved down to take hold of Sam's hip again as his other hand continued to stroke his brother and Dean started to move. He rolled his hips in a slow, steady pace at first. Then a little faster as his body started to lose contact with the part of his brain that was still functioning and urging caution. Jesus Christ, it was so fucking hot and tight. So good. He moaned long and low, broken up by the impact of his body thrusting into Sam's.]

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[Sam clung a little harder to Dean when he finally started to move, letting out a low groan. His entire focus was centered on Dean now. Dean stroking him, Dean inside of him, Dean moaning like that because of him. His hands smoothed over the other's back, trying to draw him close. Blunt nails bit into Dean's skin as he let out a sharper moan of his own.] Dean... don't stop, like that.

[Pleasure was quickly taking over and Sam was starting to see why his brother had enjoyed this those couple times. His neck arched back, Sam let his eyes squeeze shut, lips parting as he panted for breath.]