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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 shifted, trying to help the other pull his shirt off. A little awkward when he was pinned between the couch and Dean, but he was too reluctant to pull away as well.]

[It took some awkward maneuvering and Dean couldn't help but laugh a little at how they were forced to bend around. Eventually, they tossed Sam's shirt aside and Dean's for good measure. Then he snuggled back in, focusing his attention on Sam's collar and chest.]

[He smiled a little when they finally got their shirts off, his arm sliding around his brother's waist to keep him close.] Probably would've been easier to do this in the bedroom, dude... [Except he was in no hurry to move.]

I dunno. I kinda like having you in close quarters. [He breathed against Sam's skin, finding a spot he liked on Sam's chest and biting playfully before he set to work sucking and licking a new mark into place.]

Even if one of us might accidentally slip off while we're doing this? [Which would probably be Dean since he didn't have the support of the back of the couch to keep him up.]

[But whatever. Dean's mouth was back on him, teasing him with teeth and drawing out a soft, approving noise.] God, Dean... [He smiled slightly.] You got any plans on how we're going to end the night, man? or are we winging it?

All part of the adventure, Sammy.

[He looked up from his work, grinning playfully.] I'm still waiting to hear some of your ideas, dude. I wanna know what dirty thoughts go on inside that head of yours. [While he's waiting to hear them, though, he's going to shift down a little more and tease one of Sam's nipples, nibbling and licking at it between bites here and there on the surrounding skin.]

[He let out a low groan at the teeth over his skin, arching against the other.] God... you really want to hear them? [he bit his lower lip, trying to ignore the heat rising to his cheeks.] This'd be for tomorrow, man, but... I was thinking of slipping in while you're in the shower in the morning and ah - [dammit, he wished he was better at this and maybe that Dean's mouth wasn't stealing his focus a little too much. His voice went quiet, breath hitching every time Dean found some particularly sensitive spot.] getting down on my knees... and sucking you off so the feel of my mouth on you is the freshest thing on your mind when you get in the car.

Mmmmmm... [Dean shifted up quickly and kissed Sam hard, moaning against his lips. Hadn't expected his brother to be quite so adventurous, but he was loving every second of it.] I like the sound of that, Sammy. I like it a lot. [He kissed him again, pressing all of his body he possibly could against his brother.] I want you to fuck me again before I leave. Tonight. [Yeah, he was still feeling it from the wild ride the night before, but he wanted this. He'd feel it for days after and it would maybe hold him over a little until next time.]

[Couldn't believe it himself really, but there was a little part of him that didn't want to just lay back and let Dean outdo him here, be surprised or embarrassed by everything he said. It was a relief that his words seemed to have a good effect instead of just sounding lame.] Yeah, okay... Like the sound of that. [He leaned in, nipping at the other's lower lip.] Right here?

Let's move to the bedroom. Won't want move after. [He grinned, nuzzling into Sam. Maybe it should worry him just how good it felt for his little brother to nail him to the mattress, but he wasn't going to complicate a nice moment with things like thinking. He'd always been a hedonist and this all felt so good..]

Yeah, okay... [He smiled, starting to draw away and grabbing for the remote to turn off the TV.] Let's go to bed then, Dean.

[Dean leaned in and nuzzled his temple, murmuring teasingly.] Hurry up.

[He rolled off the couch and headed for the bedroom, already unfastening his jeans as he walked. They were tossed somewhere in the vicinity of his bag before he climbed onto the bed and flopped down, face-first, wiggling against the sheets with a contented sound.]

I'll be in soon.

[Admittedly, he lingered behind a bit to watch Dean get off the rest of his clothes before going to join him, easing off his own jeans and underwear, putting them aside for now as he crawled up on the bed. He started to kiss low on his back, trailing up slowly.] Guess you're ready, huh?

Not quite, but I'm getting there. [He made a happy sound when Sam started up his back. He laid still, encouraging more exploring.] Sure am comfortable, though.

[He moved up the other's body until his hips were pressed against the other's, grinding down against him as he worked his mouth over the other's shoulder.]

[He turned his head, looking over his shoulder at Sam with a lazy smile. He arched his back, pressing up into Sam's motions.] That's good. I like that.

[He leaned in to try and catch the other a kiss at the angle they were in now, smiling a little in response. His breath hitched a little at the added pressure when Dean arched.] Like seeing you like this too, Dean.

You like seeing me naked and willing? Good thing... 'cause I think you're gonna be seeing a lot of it in the future. [He bent his head up to kiss Sam again. One hand reached behind him to grip one of Sam's hips and pull him more tightly against his body.]

That's definitely a good thing, Dean... [He groaned into the kiss when he was pulled harder against the other, for a moment lost in just grinding down against him, relishing how Dean felt pressed so close - warm and wanting this.] God, Dean...

[Sam tilted his head in to press a quick kiss to his shoulder, reluctantly drawing away to grab the lube.] Just - wait right there, man.

Not going anywhere, Sammy. [The bed would have to catch fire for him to consider getting off it. And even then, he'd only be considering it. It was not a sure thing.] Hurry up or I'm starting without you. [He teased, rubbing himself against the sheets underneath him.]

[His eyes caught on the other's movements, lingered before forcing himself to focus on finding that bottle and ah-hah - he was soon returning with it.] Not fair, Dean... Besides, you'll have a lot of time with just yourself when you leave here.

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