awabubbles replied to your post: Mmm, S4 AU where Sam lets angels fuck ...
“Where the hell were you?” Dean’s voice is angry - and suspicious - when Sam walks through the motel room door.
“Lay off,” Sam snaps, slamming a bag on the table. “Went to get some goddamn food that wasn’t all grease and fat.” His thighs are still shaking; he can feel come dripping from his hole and onto his boxers.
Dean rolls his eyes, comes up to the table to look into the bag. “Fucking...salad stuff. Are you kidding me?”
“If I eat another piece of pizza or chicken wing, I’m gonna be sick.” His belly quivers, muscles still contracting from the orgasm he’d just had. “Gonna go shower, then --”
“You had a shower this morning.”
“I don’t fucking care. I’m having another one.” His mouth feels sore and swollen, come still clinging to the back of his throat. He walks towards the bathroom and slams the door, sliding down against it, muscles jelly.