#deans hands

[living-vampirate]

[brotherlylovestory]

[cyi-can-you-imagine]

Dean’s Hands

Dean slammed his little brother against the wall, hand closed tightly around Sam’s throat.

“You gotta be quiet Sammy. Promise me, ok baby boy?” Sam nodded, his eyes desperate.

Dean’s hands roamed over Sam’s naked body, sending shivers across his brother’s skin.

John was in the shower and they only had a few minutes.

Dean’s hands ran through his hair, lips brushing against his ear.

The water turned off.

Dean’s hands pulled back and Sam gasped at the loss of touch.

“Tonight, Sammy. I promise.”

Sam smiled and kissed Dean’s fingers.

The bathroom door opened.