After last year’s @spnreversebang (signups open now!), I said my usual, “Hey! I love writing from pictures! Send me one sometime and I’ll see what I can do!” And omg @embersdevine sent me this!! Just look at it! Snarky Dean, grumpy Sam, SLoW DanCINg! Could I be happier?
So, now, after many months (your patience is saintly, bb) here is the result!
Fic: At Last!
explicit wincest, dating for a case, first time, <3.5k
This fic would not be half of what it is without @nisaki-chan‘s big heart and keen conversation. Thank you, my friend, for sticking by me.
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“Aww,” Dean mocks him. “Ain’t your fault, I guess, being a Bigfoot.”
“You know what? Fuck you.”
Dean laughs against him. Presses his fingers at Sam’s back. He feels Dean’s hips shift, tries to follow.
“Just relax, man,” and Dean twirls them. Sam only muffs it a little.
Not so different, when he thinks about it, letting Dean lead this dance and letting him lead on a hunt. Sam tries to shut his brain off, trust his body.
Fic on AO3
More art on LJ (and below cut)
