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[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]

[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]

So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?

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[It always turned her on to get Sam's mouth on her. She moaned and squirmed under his attention, hips rocking a little every time his lips or his tongue brushed her clit. It was hard and ready for that last clamp by the time he got done teasing.]

[She moaned again and squirmed against the bed, panting softly as she got used to the feeling of having all her most sensitive parts pinched firmly in little clamps. Her eyes opened and she locked a hazy gaze on Sam, taking one of his hands and sliding it across her skin to rest against the chains where they connected under her breasts.]

[Loved the way she moved under him when he had his mouth on her, all those little noises she'd make for him. When he straightened up, he let her guide his hands back up and just took a moment to appreciate the view he got. Honestly? the chains looked sexy against her skin and he could tell she was enjoying the tension of those clamps. His hands cupped her breasts again, kneading for a moment before they tugged teasingly at the chains again. His mouth descended to kiss around the clamps, teeth raking over the soft skin as his hands moved back to her hips, hitching them closer to his own so she could feel his length pressed firmly against her, let her see how much he wanted this, her. God...] Dean...

[Every touch near her nipples or her clit felt a thousand times stronger. Her oversensitive skin ached for his touch. When he tugged on the chain, her body curled in on itself a little and she moaned louder. When she settled back she whimpered and pulled Sam down against her, wriggling under him and letting the friction of the skin on skin torment her nipples and tighten the chains.] Sammy... please... [She felt him hard against her. Wanted him in her.] Need you on your back.

[God...] Love you. [He leaned in for a quick, deep kiss before he was shifting off her and laying back against the bed, giving her a tug to follow.] Come here, Dean...

Wait... wait a second. [Her brain was barely working, but she managed to hold it together enough to grab another condom out of the drawer. Then she was following his tug and stretching out on top of him, squirming against his body to feel the chains and clamps pinch and twist.] Fuck... Sammy... [She pushed herself up on one hand and looked down between them, angling her body so that the chain that stretched down from her breasts to her clit rubbed against the underside of Sam's cock as she moved.]

[He watched her reach for the condom and smiled a little bit. Knew they needed to be safe, yeah, even if it was hard to remember when all he could think about was getting Dean on top of him. He let out a pleasant noise when she stretched out against him, arching tighter against Dean until she was pushing up.] Dean... [God, he let out a soft noise as she rubbed against him, shivering at the brush of that chain against his cock before reaching to run his hands down her body, wanting to touch more, feel more.]

[Dean sat up slowly, reluctant to put space between them, but she promised him a ride. She planned to deliver on her promises. Her hands cupped and stroked him for a moment before she picked up the condom wrapper and tore it open, rolling the rubber onto him quickly. She pushed up on her knees and hovered over him for a few seconds, smiling wickedly, giving him a clear view of her body with the chains against her skin moving each time her breasts heaved when she panted and her hand firmly holding his cock in place below her before she sank down very slow. Wanted him to watch himself disappearing inside her.]

[he almost whined when she pulled away, not wanting the space between them, but... they were about to be a lot closer anyway. He could wait. Sam propped himself up a little on an elbow as Dean stroked him, gritting his teeth to bite back a groan. God, by the time she had the condom on and had positioned herself to push down on him, all Sam could do was bit at his lower lip to keep quiet, to keep himself from moving up to get deeper inside her, faster. Wanted to watch the way her body moved each time she panted, the way though chains moved and tugged and how he was slowly enveloped inside her body. He let out a soft moan, one hand easing between her legs to teasingly move that clamp on her clit, to move his fingers over her, feel how wet she was.]

[Her whole body shuddered when he teased that tweezer clip between her legs. The slight movement shifted the chains it was attached to, making her nipples ache as well. She finally settled down onto him, breathing a sigh of relief at the feeling of him fully inside, stretching and filling her up.] Bend your knees, Sammy. [She breathed, reaching back to pull at his legs. When they bent up behind her, she bent back to brace her hands on his knees, her own knees spreading wide. The position pulled the chains tighter and spread her out on display for Sam. Her hips started to roll slowly, drawing a deep moan from her.]

Dean... God--[He bent his legs like she asked him to, hands smoothing down her hips as she leaned back, spread out for him like that and all Sam could do was look and take it in, memorize this because--God, it was so sexy, so hot and definitely kinkier than anything he'd thought he'd ever do. He'd never admit it, but maybe he liked his brother's kinky side a lot.] Dean-- [His breath hitched when she started to move, his own hands smoothing back up her thighs to her stomach, touching wherever he could reach.]

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[It didn't even cross her mind to be embarrassed about the position she put herself in. She wanted Sam looking, seeing everything. Wanted him to enjoy the view of his cock sliding in and out of her. Of the chains pulling tight on her nipples and her clit, then relaxing rhythmically each time she moved. She met his gaze with a heated look when he said her name like that.]

[Her head rolled back on her neck and she started to move faster, push down harder onto him. The motion made her breasts bounce and she moaned each time it pulled on the clamps. The amulet Sam gave her dangled between her breasts, moving with the motion as well. God, between the necklace and the chains, she couldn't be any more visibly Sam's unless she was actually in a collar.]

[Right now? It wasn't even occurring to Sam that he should be embarrassed by the way he was unashamedly looking at her, taking in all the details, remembering and touching. The way the chains tightened, the way her body took him in... that visual alone had him wanting to buck up, bury in as deep as he could.]

[But she started moving faster and all he could do was moan out her name, hands falling to grip at the bed under them as she rode him faster and harder. His eyes settled on her chest, on those clamps tugging, at that amulet dangling between them. He couldn't resist it anymore. One hand went to push him up until he was sitting in front of her, the other went to grab at the necklace possessively as he leaned in for a kiss.] Dean...

[She moaned Sam's name loudly when he pulled on that necklace and she leaned in to meet his kiss. She whimpered rhythmically with each roll of her hips, moving her arms to wrap around him and keep him close while she worked herself on him.] Sammy... Sammy... god...

[His fingertips raked up her back when he curled an arm around her, pressing as close as he could without bothering the pace she'd set.] Dean-- God, no one else--God, there's no one else I want more. [Not after getting a proper taste of this, of how good it felt to have Dean, how much he loved the way his brother looked at him.]

Yours, Sammy. All yours. [She whimpered and pushed herself down harder onto him. He felt so good inside her. Hot, hard, so big. She met his eyes again and groaned.] Love your marks on me. Want your claim all over my body. [She captured one of his hands and moved it back to the chains on her, wrapping his fingers around them with her own and giving a slight tug.] Fuck! Never... god... never wear these for anybody else, Sammy.

Mine... you're always mine. [He murmured the words against her lips, groaning when his hands were guided to the chains, made to tug the chains.] Good... [He murmured the words, giving them another tug as his mouth went to her neck, sucking and biting. Wanted to leave his marks behind, wanted to see her marked up and entirely his and--dammit, he was getting close. So close...]

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[The second tug on the chains had her whining, then when he attacked her neck like that, all thought went away. Her body moved on auto-pilot, riding Sam as hard as she could manage, holding on tightly to him, crying out wordlessly when her orgasm hit. She kept moving through it, riding out the waves, drawing it out for as long as she could.]

[He groaned as she came around him and just kept moving, kept riding him until he was following her. He held to her, tight, groaning against her skin, biting at her lightly.]

[He panted against her, nuzzling at her affectionately.] God, I love you, Dean... [He nipped at him light.] Mine...

[When she finally came down from the rush, she was holding tightly to Sam and shuddering with aftershocks. Her whole body felt oversensitive. Especially those three points still held snugly by metal clamps. Her head lulled onto Sam's shoulder as she fought to calm her breathing. Another shudder ran through her when he said mine like that.] Only yours. [She murmured the words, finally noting all the bites and marks on her neck and smiling contentedly.] Love you.

[His arms came around her, rubbing a hand over the other's back, head resting against her shoulder lightly as he relaxed.] Feel good? [He wasn't ever going to apologize for all those marks he'd left on her - she liked them and he liked seeing them on her. He did lap affectionately at the mark.]

Feel incredible. [She answered contentedly. She tilted her head back to encourage more of that tongue action and sighed happily. Her body was still reflexively clutching at Sam, still buried deep inside her.] Did you like it?

Good. [He smiled a little bit, shifting to be able to meet her gaze, forehead pressing against hers.] Definitely. You're so hot, Dean...

Mmmm... wanna know a secret? [She snuggled closer and whispered against his ear.] I've never felt sexier than when you're watching me.

[That got a small smile out of him, almost a little shy this time embarrassed maybe.] Dude, what are you talking about? Male or female, you're-- [he paused, shrugged because normally they didn't give compliments like this, but...] amazing, you know? [And maybe to try and lighten it a bit...] could've been a model or something.

[Dean leaned back and stroked Sam's hair off his face. She smiled at him, not at all teasing. She wanted him to see she believed it.] It's different with you. I know you love me. Other people want me, but nobody else feels like you do.

[She grinned at the modeling suggestion and winked.] Maybe if I need some quick cash I'll dig up a modeling job, huh?

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