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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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Not going to, Dean, promise. [He wanted this to last, didn't want to get rushed just yet. just feel Dean wrapped tight around him. Going to be awhile before he felt it again.] Going to be thinking about this forever, man...

God, yes... gonna... need two hands to jerk off from now on. Won't be the same. You feel so good, Sam. [He was squirming again, unable to stay still. The slow pace was driving him crazy, but he didn't want it to be over too fast.] Oh, god, Sammy.

God, Dean... [He let out a soft groan, picking up the pace just slightly.] Going to be picturing what you're doing every night, man...

Bet you'll be doing it, too. [He laughed breathlessly, rubbing his face against the sheets. Sam's faster pace helped, but he wanted a little more. Dean released his hold on the sheets and braced his arms at his sides, using the leverage to push back into Sam's thrusts.]

Every night... [His breath hitched when Dean pushed back on him like that, quickening his pace even more.] Every night pretending it's you, Dean... Picturing how good you feel, no matter what we're doing...

Sammy... [Slides a hand underneath himself to jerk himself in time with Sam's thrusts. The angle is awkward, but he's so close, he doesn't care.]

[He thrusts harder into his brother, deep as he can go. He's so close and he can't resist the desire to any longer. He breaths the other's name, leaning in to kiss and nip at the other's neck.]

[Sam's teeth on his neck is all it takes to push him over, spilling over his hand and onto the bed beneath him. His body tensed under the force of it. He turned his head, panting raggedly, looking to see Sam's face.]

[Sam follows not long after, buried deep, spilling himself deep into the other. He leaned in to kiss the other lightly, nuzzling into him.] Mmm... Dean...

Love you. [He slumped down against the bed, enjoying the feel of Sam's weight pressing him down. He was warm, sated, and had enough pleasant mental imagery stored up now to last him for days. Even so, he had a feeling it wasn't going to be enough.]

Love you too. [He slowly eased out of Dean and laid off to the side of him, stretching out tiredly.] Going to miss you when you go, man...

Mmmm... gonna miss you, too. Not sure I can remember how to function without getting hours of mind-blowing sex every day. [He flung an arm across Sam, wiggling over to bury his face against his brother's shoulder.] Kinda be hard to sleep alone now, too. Bed gets cold.

[he smiled a little when Dean curled into him, sliding an arm comfortably around him in return.] Yeah, I know what you mean... on both counts.

[He flashed a look.] But I do kinda need to get back to focusing on my classes and not what to do with you when I get home, you know. If you lived here, Dean... don't know if we'd ever get anything done.

[He laughed at that, peeking up from Sam's shoulder.] We wouldn't. We'd both be ruined. And love every second of it.

[He leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to the other's forehead.] Definitely.

[He shifted to his side to be a little closer to the other, letting out a sigh.] You should get some sleep, Dean.

Mmm... [Smiles at the kiss, snuggling in and tightening his hold on Sam.] We both should. You've got classes tomorrow.

Yeah, I know... [He smiled when the other held him tighter, settling in against him.]

[Dean reached a hand down, patting around until he found the edge of the covers, and tossed them up over him and Sam. Then he put his arm back around his brother, kissing the shoulder his head rest on lightly.] Sleep good, Sammy.

Mm, you too, Dean. [Sam didn't need long to drift off, curling into his brother a little more, staying there peacefully and not moving away.]

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