sam getting hit by a sex spell during a hunt but they have to get out Quick so dean and cas throw him in the car and drive off. and it's just sam and cas in the backseat while dean is speeding off towards the bunker so they can piece together a god damn counterspell cuz no one can think clearly enough to figure out where else they're gonna get the materials for it, not with sam writhing and sobbing for someone to please just hold his hand, please, he just needs the contact, just the touch, he can handle himself, but please he just needs—he needs.
of course, cas is weak when sam is begging like that, and he sounds so pained, and his lashes are fluttering, and his lips are bubblegum pink, and he's so god damn desperate. and cas is weak.
so he lays sam out on his back across the seat, one leg over cas' shoulder while the other hangs limply down off the seat, sam's arms bracing against the door so he doesn't accidentally crash straight into it when the car takes a turn a bit too sharply. and cas jerks him off slow until he's dripping with it, and then uses sam's precum to slick his fingers so he can open him up steady. and then he pushes inside and fucks him slow and easy.
he's so weak. he's so weak. he was never going to perform that counterspell. dean wouldn't have either. they both know this, but it's easier for him to blame cas. but dean let him slip into the backseat with his little brother, so whose fault is it? (they both ignore that if cas had offered to drive, it would've been dean in the backseat with sam. and whose fault would that be?)
cas pretends he doesn't see dean adjust the rear view mirror just a touch lower. pretends he can't feel dean's eyes locked onto them instead of the empty road. pretends he isn't burying his face in sam's neck out of some kind of misplaced need to hide him from dean's sight. (sam was never his. sam will never be his. sam belongs to dean, and dean belongs to sam, and cas knows this all too well.) pretends he can't feel sam's head turning to the side and tilting up so he can make eye contact with dean through the mirror while cas rocks into him steady.
he links their hands together and lets sam cradle his head and pull it further into his neck, and he pretends it doesn't feel like sam is only doing it to get cas out of his field of vision, pretends it doesn't feel like he's hiding cas' eyes to make room for dean's. (but cas is the one in the backseat. cas is the one in the backseat. cas gets this.)
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