āYou sonofabitch, get back here! Iāll get you!ā
āDean! Donāt!ā Sam is half laughing, half genuinely scared that his brother is going to shimmy onto the window ledge, naked, sporting what Sam hopes is still a pretty impressive erection.
āThe damn thing fucking bit me. Gonna get rabies.ā
āYouāre going to get done for indecent exposure if you stay out there. Get back here.ā
Dean huffs, gives the sky one last glare, and then climbs down from the window.
āDamn rodent with wings, itās not even night time what was it doing flapping around, huh?ā
Dean sits down on the edge of the bed. Sam pokes his butt with his toe.
āYouāre not out of action now, are you? The great Dean Winchester defeated by a bat.ā
Dean scowls and cranes his neck to see if the bat clawed much of his back.
āFuckinā huge bat.ā
Sam sighs and sits up, scooting forward until Dean is between his legs.
āItās not bitten or scratched you,ā Sam says, kissing Deanās shoulder. āIāll check you over though.ā
Dean hmmās an unenthusiastic grunt, but he puts his hand on Samās calf so Sam knows his grumpy mood is only a front. Besides, Dean isnāt the only one who should be grumpy at the bat, he was enjoying Dean grinding on top of him before they were rudely interrupted.
āNothing here,ā Sam says, kissing the bump at the top of Deanās spine. āStill perfect.ā
āShut up,ā Dean says, laughing softly, his head tipping back until itās on Samās shoulder.
Sam strokes both of his hands up Deanās arms then back down, his fingers touching Deanās knuckles, his wrists, then sliding back up again. Dean wonāt admit how much he likes being tickled, but Sam knows it anyway, and takes care to touch him like this a lot when theyāre having sex.
āMmm.ā Dean sighs, leaning further back against Sam.
āGood?ā Sam rolls his hips, pushing his cock into the cleft of Deanās ass. He wraps one arm around Deanās chest and reaches down for Deanās dick with the other. Itās fully hard again, to Samās satisfaction, wet at the head, precome spreading easily when Sam rubs his thumb around it.
āYeah.ā Dean turns slightly, moving so that heās able to kiss Sam, their tongues just teasing as their lips slide together.
Maybe the disaster with the bat attack was a blessing in disguise, Sam thinks, sucking Deanās bottom lip into his mouth and biting it before pulling away.
āLift up,ā he says, tapping Deanās hip with his hand.
āReally?ā Dean smirks, impressed by Samās spontaneity or just turned on, but he does as heās told, using Samās thighs as leverage to get his ass up off the bed.
āWait, I need the lube,ā Sam says, lying back and reaching for the tube up by the pillows.
Heād been using it on Dean earlier, and as heās already prepped Sam just pours some lube onto his cock before spreading it around and then throwing it onto their pile of clothes on the floor.
āOk,ā Sam says, touching Deanās stomach and holding his cock up for when Dean lowers himself down.
āOh, fuck...ā Dean hisses, the way that Sam stretches him always takes his breath until his body adjusts to the sensation.
Sam kisses Deanās shoulder and neck, giving Dean time to sink down fully, both of them moaning when heās sitting flush on his lap.
āOh god, Dean... need to move.ā
āDo it,ā Dean pants, circling his hips and fucking himself on Samās cock.
Sam hooks his hands under Deanās thighs and lifts him just a little so that he can start to thrust inside him. It feels so tight, Deanās almost closed legs making the pressure surrounding Samās erection so good.
They move together, as soon as they break apart to breathe, one or the other is seeking a kiss again, never content when thereās even the thinnest amount of space between them.
Samās fingers dig into the muscle of Deanās thick thighs, loving the fact that Dean is letting himself be manhandled.
āYeah, Sammy... right there... fuck me...ā Dean manages, his words punctuated by the rapid slams of Samās hips.
Sam smiles, blowing some hair out of his face. He kisses behind Deanās ear, nuzzling his nose there too, breathing in the smell of both of them and feeling his cock swell a little more.
āDean,ā Sam pants, biting into the top of Deanās shoulder. āWhy didnāt you close the window?ā
Dean looks up at the window and groans, his head dropping forward when he realises his mistake. That stupid bat could fly in again at any time and savage him again.
āDamn it,ā Dean says, rolling his hips a little faster. āDonāt worry, Sam... Iāll protect you if it shows itās pointy eared face again.ā
Sam takes hold of Deanās cock, jerking it firmly, making Deanās body twitch with want.
