Tag: Dean

jaysisfeck:

They really had no need for a bed…It had been a long time since either brother had required sleep. 

Years of drinking Dean’s demonic blood had turned Sam into something so far from human, the label didn’t apply to him at all anymore. 

But they did have a bed… With a memory foam mattress and plush pillows, tucked away where no other man or demon was allowed admittance.

After squashing a minor rebellion among the demonic throng, or ending an angel that dare oppose their rule, Dean would beckon Sam off the throne and into their bed. 

They spent slow, tireless hours exchanging easy touches and affectionate kisses. Just a reminder how they were never and would never be gentle and loving with any other being than each other. They had always been bound, and when one started to fall, the other held on and fell with him.  Neither regretted it… Not really. 

They lived life by their own terms, together. And they would have together forever. 

Sam painted purple splotches across Dean’s neck with slow sucks that always left Dean purring. From ear to color, love marks for the world to see.. Sam was king, but Dean ruled with him… And any demon that had been mistaken about that hadn’t survived long after. 

Dean tangled his fingers in Sam’s hair, whispered love and affection in his ear, with inky black eyes that were just as devoted as his bright green ones had been. 

They’d make love for hours- never exhausting- moving together in perfect sync the whole while. When they were finally spent, they didn’t drift off to sleep… Dean just held his little brother to his chest, limbs tangled and smiling lips occasionally finding each other for more lazy kisses. 

They were united. Nothing threatened to part them and live and nothing ever did. 

buzy069:

Brightest hour

Wandering through starry skies
And when tomorrow’s day arrives
I’ll be a moment closer to the
Brightest Hour here with you

One step closer, getting brighter
One step closer, getting brighter

Wandering through starry skies
And when tomorrow;s day arrives
I’ll be a moment closer to the
Brightest Hour, here with you 

win-cestj2:

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AU: Sam tries a spell to bring Dean back from hell but ends up getting sent back in time. Both him and teenage Dean are fine with the arrangement. 

“So…you’re Sammy, but from the future?" 

Sam nodded and watched in amusement as his brother paced the floor. Dean’s teen body was lithe, thin but still toned and Sam couldn’t stop his cock from filling with blood.

Dean hummed thoughtfully before turning to Sam. “So, in the future, we, uh…do the things I think about?” 

Sam grinned again and nodded. “Yeah, Dean. We do.” 

Dean smirked and tugged off his shirt. “Okay then. Take your clothes off.” 

Sam obliged, stripping bare before glancing up the length of Dean’s body. “Your turn.” 

welcome-to-sunnydale:

“What’s the difference between love and devotion professor ?" 

"Well…you can love many people but devotion is too deep and too strong to be shared. It is when the world is falling apart all around you and people think you’re drowning in the darkness because they don’t see it.  His soul shining so bright that you are blind for everything but him. Your soul finds comfort only in his light and your body’s only purpose is to make sure it never fades. It’s almost…religious , extraordinary. You smile when you should be crying.”