Sure Got a Dirty Mouth Chapter 46: Wake Up Little Sammy

[justinedelarge]

Title: Sure Got a Dirty Mouth Chapter 46: Wake Up Little Sammy
Author: justinedelarge
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: R
Warning: Wincest
Word Count: 2100
Disclaimer: I don't own what I don't own. But I DO own the parts that I own, such as the original characters.
Summary: Sam catches up on his sleep. and then he and Dean have a meaningful experience.

Sam slept.

He slept all night. When morning came, Sam kept sleeping. Dean awoke, neck stiff from being in the same position all night, holding Sam in his arms. Sam remained peacefully asleep. Dean stayed in bed as long as he could stand the ever-increasing pressure in his bladder until the discomfort edged over into actual pain. “Sorry, Sammy,” he whispered, kissing his forehead softly. “You keep sleeping.” He rose to use the bathroom, and Sam turned onto his stomach, burying his face into Dean’s pillow, murmuring a soft, happy sound.

Sam slept through the rich odor of coffee being brewed (Juliane had thoughtfully stocked the kitchen with everything required to make coffee, as well as a few types of cereal and milk). Dean fixed himself a bowl of cereal and a mug of strong coffee, and let Sam sleep.

Dean checked on Sam after breakfast. Still deep in sleep. Dean brushed Sam’s hair off his forehead. “I’ll be in the other room.” Dean ate a second bowl of cereal on the couch in front of the TV, turned down low so as not to wake Sam.

Sam slept until mid-afternoon. He came stumbling out of the bedroom, rubbing his eyes just like a little boy. “Dean?”

Dean turned off the TV. “Hey, Sleeping Beauty.”

Sam yawned. “How long was I out?”

Dean checked his watch, which read 1:54 pm. “Almost 15 hours.” He went to Sam, peered at his face, put his hand on his shoulder. “How are you feeling?”

“Groggy. But…I never slept that good. Ever.”

Dean blew out a sign of relief. “Awesome.“ He walked into the kitchen and put the glass carafe of coffee into the microwave to warm it up. “Go brush your teeth. I’ll make you breakfast.”

Sam used the bathroom while Dean busied himself making Sam coffee with lots of milk and sugar, and a bowl of cereal.

Sam sat at the table, and breathed in the scent of the hot coffee. “You. Are the best.”

“I know.” Dean smirked. Sam drank most of the cup in one go, and Dean made him a second cup.

“So. What was it like?”

“The lucid dreaming thing?”

Dean nodded.

Sam told him about how it started off just like every other time he’d fallen asleep since he learned what John had done, and how his hands looked different, and that’s how he knew he was dreaming. He told him about taking control, making everything dissolve into smoke, how he was then standing in a grassy field in the sunlight. “It felt… just. So good. So powerful. You have to try it.”

After Sam finished his cereal, Dean shot him a look. “Wanna get cleaned up? We can grab a shower.” Sam blinked gratefully.

In the bathroom, Dean stripped off his clothes and started the shower, holding his arm in the spray until he got the temperature just right. Sam shed his clothes too, staring at Dean the whole time, unable to take his eyes off him.

Dean smiled, a bit shyly but basking in the attention.

“You’re…just. I could just look at you.”

Dean stepped into the shower and held his hand out for Sam. Sam stretched out his arm, twined his fingers in Dean’s, eyes on Dean the whole time.

“Come on. Warmer in here.” Dean tugged oh-so-gently.

Sam stepped into the shower.

Dean blushed. “Sam. You keep staring at me.”

“Because you’re beautiful.”

Dean rolled his eyes. “You’re biased.”

Sam didn’t step any closer, just looked at Dean. “Yeah. But you’re still beautiful.”

Dean tried to deflect again, the wealth of Sam’s attention making him squirm. “Guys aren’t beautiful. They’re handsome or hot or good looking.”

Sam’s gaze traveled down Dean’s body slowly, watching the way the water poured over his skin, all the way down to his toes, and back up, finally meeting Dean’s gaze. “I said you’re beautiful.” His voice was soft, a near whisper. “You calling me a liar?”

Dean blushed harder. “So… you looking to see where you want to mark me?”

Sam bit his lip, and stepped closer. “Maybe.” He raised his hand and let his fingers brush against the skin over Dean’s heart.

Dean shivered. “There?”

Sam lightly touched the patch of flesh just below Dean’s right hipbone. “Or here. No one would see it unless you were naked. Or maybe…”Lifting his hand, Sam placed his fingertips on Dean’s forehead.

Dean snorted. “You wish.”

“I do.” Sam leaned closer, flinching as the water spattered his face, but pushing through it to bring his mouth to Dean’s neck. “Right where everyone could see it.” He kissed the sensitive spot right below Dean’s ear. “I hate having to hide.”

Dean gave him a look full of love and regret. “Me too.” He inhaled sharply. “Someday… Sam. Someday, we’ll get married and we’ll move someplace where no one knows us. And then we’ll have the same last name because we’re together. Not because…” He left the rest unspoken.

Sam’s face lit up. “Really?” The water on his cheeks wasn’t just spray from the shower. “We… we could have that?” Sam trembled with the enormity of what Dean was offering. Not just being together, not just being secretly “married.” But of having a real life together.

“Yeah. But Sam… it may take a while. For the last part. I mean, Dad and Bobby. As long as they’re alive, we can’t…”

Sam swallowed. The last thing in the world either of them wanted was for their dad or Bobby to know the truth about them. “I know. I know that. But…end game?”

Dean took Sam’s hand and kissed it. It felt like a sacred promise. “End game.”

Sam eyed Dean again, with greater intensity. “Are you feeling better? I mean, enough to… can I?”

Dean turned Sam, pushed him gently up against the tile wall of the shower. “Thought you’d never ask.” He pushed his hips forward, rubbing his fully erect cock against Sam’s. “Need you, baby boy.” He brought his lips to Sam’s neck. “Need you so bad.”

Sam moaned, tipping his head back away from the spray, giving Dean access. Dean licked and nipped at Sam’s skin, hands caressing Sam’s flanks. Then he took the bottle of conditioner and squirted some into his hand. He blocked the shower with his body so it wouldn’t run down Sam’s stomach and wash the slippery substance away, and stroked it over Sam’s cock slowly.

Sam’s mouth fell open with a groan. He reached for Dean’s cock, but Dean stopped him with a shake of his head. “Uh-uh, sweetheart. You like looking at me, right? Well, I want to look at you.” Sam gasped. “So beautiful when you come for me. You gonna come for me?” Dean stroked Sam’s cock with both hands now, working one hand over the head in circles, the fingers of the other fluttering on the underside of the shaft, caressing him softly.

Sam nodded, pink cheeks flushing a deeper color. “If you do, I’ll let you do it to me. Make me come while you watch.” Sam shuddered at that, pressed his hands flat against the tile, jutting his hips forward, face totally open, letting Dean watch him, watch the pleasure build, watching his expressions change.

“You’re right, Sammy. You’re totally fucking right. Men can be beautiful.” Dean didn’t work Sam’s cock hard or rough. He caressed him, lavished attention on him, tugged Sam’s balls gently and rolled them between his fingers, watching the pleasure of it spread over Sam’s face. “You’re beautiful. Your face. Your body. And your cock. Christ, Sammy. So fucking beautiful.” The expression on Dean’s face made Sam shiver. “Perfect. You’re perfect, Sammy. I can’t believe you’re mine.” Sam moaned and writhed, the pleasure about to crest. Dean watched him, biting his lip to resist rubbing against Sam’s wet thigh. He promised Sam he’d let him do the same thing to him, and Dean Winchester kept his promises. He pumped his fist up and down the middle third of Sam’s cock, index finger stroking the spot where the shaft met the head on every upstroke. “Gonna mark you, baby boy.”

Sam cried out, loud and sharp, come spattering against Dean’s belly, and again, even louder, as the peak of his orgasm seized him. Dean worked all the come out of Sam’s cock, squeezing it out of him. “Mine. Mine.”

After his shudders and little sounds stopped, Dean wouldn’t let Sam return the favor yet. He soaped him up and washed him from head to toe, and Sam gave himself over to Dean and let him. He quickly soaped up, allowing Sam to help, but when he reached for Dean’s cock, Dean kissed him and said, “Got a better idea. Let’s get you out of this water first.” Even with the attention Dean paid to Sam in the running water, he could see Sam fighting to beat back the panic and anxiety. Making Sam come in the shower distracted him, gave him good associations with water, but Dean was exquisitely sensitive to Sam’s emotional state.

He rinsed quickly and turned off the shower. They toweled each other dry clumsily but thoroughly.

“What’s your idea?”

Dean’s grin somehow melded wickedness and pure trust. “You like to look at me?”

Sam nodded, wet hair flying in his eyes. He pushed it back.

“Come on. I’ll give you something to look at.”

Dean padded naked down the hallway and rummaged in his now-empty duffel. “Where’s the lube?”

Sam pointed. “End table drawer.” Sam had put it away in the place it belonged. Dean took the lube, grabbed Sam by the hand and let him to the living room. He handed Sam the lube and sat back on the couch, spreading his thighs wide open. He ran his hand down his chest. “All yours, Sammy.”

Sam’s eyes widened. Then he knelt in front of Dean and drizzled lube on his hands. He slicked up Dean’s cock. Dean groaned, parting his legs wider, letting Sam see everything. “Sam… you, uh, you like this?”

Sam heard the insecurity in Dean’s voice, and kissed the inside of his thigh. “You have no idea.” He worked his hand on Dean’s cock, eyes moving over Dean’s body, up to his face, back down, drinking it all in. Dean leaned back and fucked up into Sam’s fist.

“Dean. You like this?”

Dean chewed on his lower lip, and brought his right foot up onto the couch, opening himself wider to Sam’s gaze. “Yeah. A lot.”

Sam poured more lube on his fingers, and wrapped his right hand around Dean’s cock again… and circled the index finger of his left hand on Dean’s hole.

Dean moaned.

Sam slipped the tip of his finger inside, still stroking Dean, watching him. Dean arched his back and drove himself down on Sam’s finger.

“You like that too?” Sam whispered. Making sure.

Dean’s face softened. “Sam. I love it.” He brought his other foot up onto the couch, scooted forward, spreading himself wide open for Sam, hiding nothing.

Sam worked his whole finger inside Dean, then a second. Dean made little cries like they were being punched out of him, guttural cries of intense pleasure. “Oh god. Like that. Yeah.”

Sam looked up at Dean, face flushed with love and desire. “Are you going to come for me, Dean?”

“Yeah. Oh fuck. Sammy. Sam. Sam.” As Dean gasped and bucked and fucked himself on Sam’s fist and fingers, Sam kissed Dean’s inner thigh, worked his fingers inside Dean a little faster, squeezed his cock a little tighter and uttered, “Mine.”

The pleasure cresting in Dean doubled. He rode out his orgasm on Sam’s strong hands, shaking, chanting Sam’s name, great jets of come spattering his belly, chest and the underside of his chin.

He was still shivering with aftershocks when Sam released him and drew his tongue over a thick white line of come on Dean’s stomach. He closed his eyes and moaned.

“Fuck. Sammy.” Sam looked up at Dean, hazel eyes fever-bright, and licked Dean clean.

He licked and sucked along Dean’s jaw, and Dean turned his head and claimed Sam’s mouth in a kiss. After a long moment, Sam pulled away. “That was…so good.”

Dean laughed. “Yeah it was.”

“But there’s one problem.”  Dean’s brow furrowed with concern. Sam sat up, took Dean’s hand and brought it between his legs, placing it on Sam’s raging erection. “If we go one at a time, we’re gonna end up doing this all day.”

Dean made a low, hungry sound and grinned, white teeth gleaming. “So what’s the problem?”


Chapter 47: Cat's in the Cradle

Comments

[imaginecoolname.livejournal.com]

Oh, two new chapters in a row, that's brilliant! Reading new instalments for this amazing verse always makes my day.

I'm so glad that Juliane was able to help Sam, what a relief that he can finally relax a bit and get better. I also loved how you introduced Sam's psychic abilities this way, in such a non-judgmental and positive manner so that he doesn't immediately feel like a freak.

The idea of the boys wearing each other's mark is great as well, I have such a thing for that and am looking forward to them actually going ahead with it. Their plans for their future are exactly what I want for them as well, the image of their domestic happily-married HEA pushes all sorts of buttons for me, and I hope eventually you'll give it to them (and us :)).

I was a bit confused when they talked about having to hide from both John and Bobby, because I thought they knew that Bobby knew about them and supported them? Or did we readers only know that? I can't quite remember and might be confusing this with a different fic altogether, so sorry if that particular thought doesn't make much sense. ;) It was just something that occurred to me while reading.

In any case, these two chapters were wonderful as always and I devoured them happily. :) Thank you so much.

[justinedelarge.livejournal.com]

Sam and Dean have NO IDEA that Bobby or Reggie knows about them. There were things that made Dean think for a second that maybe Bobby knew, but he discounted it immediately as impossible. Only the readers know, and Bobby and Reggie know that the other one knows. But Sam and Dean don't know that. Yet.

And thank you so much for your kind words and feedback. I appreciate that so much.

[imaginecoolname.livejournal.com]

Right, of course. Thanks for clearing that up. As I said, I couldn't quite recall the details. I can now vaguely remember Reggie strongly hinting at their relationship when they went to the diner or something, and when he gave them the knives?

Oh, I'm so looking forward to Sam and Dean learning about Bobby and Reggie knowing about them and supporting them. That'll hopefully put them a bit at ease. I love how you develop all those different relationships and can't wait to see where you'll be taking the boys and us next. :) Love this series so much!

[thestarkat.livejournal.com]

Yay! New chapters. I always look forward to seeing what those hot boys are up to, especially when it involves the hotness. Thanks for feeding my vice.

[justinedelarge.livejournal.com]

Thanks for enabling my habit. :)

[rianadrarrylove.livejournal.com]

Ah this was such a quick update that's so nice! I can't wait for the marking- I really hope you actually write it into the story, but of course, we can always imagine... :D

Honestly, I now have a solid idea where I /think/ this story is gonna go for a little bit now; but so many times I've thought

"Oh she's gonna make them do this, that, that, and this, and so-and-so is gonna do this, and this is gonna happen"

and then suddenly we've gone hard left and ended up in a new territory all together and I love that as much as being able to anticipate it.

Anyways, I'm ever-impressed, as always! I can't wait for things to start to come full circle... Whether with Reggie finding them or with some other plot line.

[justinedelarge.livejournal.com]

I am going to write the marking into the actual story. And yes, things blew up, scattering all the players in different directions, but I'm now starting to slowly draw them back together.

And I'm so pleased to hear you're imagining ahead--and that you're pleasantly surprised when things go differently than you had thought they would! As a writer, I'm really enjoying telling a serial narrative, with feedback coming in chapter by chapter. I think it's amazing, for me, and it seems to be meaningful for a lot of you as well.

[rianadrarrylove.livejournal.com]

Well I've been following this story religiously since you first wrote it and then continued it- and I never really planned to comment because I'm so ...awkward... But you've so much obvious time and effort into it I felt like an extra comment would probably help you continue. (I know it does for me.)

Also, I'm so excited for the marking! And for at least a partial reunion of the characters...

[dimeliora.livejournal.com]

This was a nice relief from the constant pressures of the world they live in. A feel of sanctuary that the very protected and detailed Sanctuary didn't have. If that makes any sense...

[justinedelarge.livejournal.com]

That does make sense, I think. The real sanctuary comes from being able to be with each other. The outer Sanctuary gave them the space and freedom to give the true sanctuary to each other.

[masja-17.livejournal.com]

Online for the first time today. (Having to work sucks! ;) ) And I found this!!!

This was so sweet and loving, and hot! With Dean just leaving Sam to sleep until he's fine. And shower sex, yay!

I love the thing with the Sanctuary, and that it's alright just to stay by yourself and don't even have to meet the others there. Danny will even go shopping! :) But of course the real sanctuary is that they can be themselves and love each-other!

Thank you for posting two new chapters so fast!

Friday evening 6 pm CEDT.

<3

[deansdirtybb.livejournal.com]

mmmm....did you ever have the jelly belly jalepeno jelly beans? This chapter was like those, the perfect mix of hot and sweet. Loved how Dean is so tuned into and all about Sam's emotional state.

[justinedelarge.livejournal.com]

No, but I am totally going to check out the jelly belly jalapeno beans! (I actually live about 20 minutes from the jelly belly factory.)

[deansdirtybb.livejournal.com]

20 minutes?! Ooohhh, so jealous!

[dont-hate-me01.livejournal.com]

Mmm, nothing better then hot shower sex after a good few hours of sleep!!! Great update. :-)

[justinedelarge.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

The only thing that could be better? I totally have to have them go out for burgers now. Or pie.

[marylizh.livejournal.com]

I love this fic. I cant wait for my pdf. I'm so glad Sammy got some sleep!

Thank you!

[justinedelarge.livejournal.com]

I'm trying to finish this so I can send those who supported me their PDF, but it keeps expanding! I have to write out everything I set in motion. I had no idea I'd opened so many doors!

[sammichgirl]

How happy was I when they talked about end game, and plans for the future. Because they're enveloped right now in safety and privacy and have been able to really rest, and let some fear dissipate while their love and devotion to each other is reaffirmed physically and emotionally. It's a joy that they can picture something far out and forget about the in the moment concerns going on. That they're relaxed enough to do so.

And the marking, very much looking forward to that. The idea is so intense and possessive and perfectly them in a very positive and loving way.

[deezy-y.livejournal.com]

I love how shy Dean gets when Sam call him beautiful. I also loved the schmoopy aspects to this chapter (I'm a sucker for it). :)

[justinedelarge.livejournal.com]

Yay! I love it too.