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[elinorwise]

Careful by bloodandcream.

It shouldn’t be as hot as it is.

But he’s got nowhere to go, and for all his posturing he’s been bested. Dean’s pride stings, just a little, not as much as his ass.


“I told you, I’m stronger than you.”


Sam’s voice is breathy, got himself all worked up spanking Dean, holding him down. A laugh bubbles up and Dean just goads him on further.


“Ain’t got shit on me, I could get away any time I want.”


It’s definitely the wrong and the right thing to say. Dean’s world flips, Sam pulling him with an arm wrapped around his waist to heave him up onto the bed. Dean’s dizzy with the rush of it, skin all raw from the carpet and his brother’s hands, mind buzzing. He’s hard and he’s sore from the fight and he’s still dirty as shit, but Sam descends on him and shoves his legs wide.


“No. You can’t. But you don’t want to.”


Yeah. Got him there.

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