011. Comeuppance
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sethgrayConsider this a sequel of sorts to 004. Mordant.
Title: Comeuppance
Pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: R-ish
Warnings: wincestuous sexual themes, spanking
Word Count: 296
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. I make no money and have no rights to the characters etc.
Prompt: Comeuppance, noun; a punishment or fate that someone deserves.
The first blow was unexpected, and Dean let out a startled sound. Usually Sam liked to wind up first, get the anticipation and anxiety really flowing. Apparently, his brother was more pissed than he looked. Sam didn’t hold back, didn’t waste time, just started in with wide spaced blows to Dean’s ass.
He shifted around on Sam’s lap, spreading out his hands of the floor. At his movement, his brother made a displeased noise and smacked harder.
Dean got the picture and quickly stilled.
“Why do you make me do this, Dean?” Sam asked, blows slowing down just enough for Sam to talk. “If you need it, ask me before I’m mad as hell. It would be better for both of us.”
There was no reply, Dean just lay across Sam’s lap panting, his head hanging down between his arms. It was really starting to hurt now, Sam retracing his steps and varying speed so Dean never knew what to expect.
It still blew his mind that he allowed Sam to do this to him. The pain wasn’t really what got to him, mostly. It was the humiliation of the position, spread out over his brother’s lap like this. Totally exposed to whatever his brother wanted. He’d been half-hard at the beginning, but the pain was too much for that now, and his erection had flagged.
Finally, Sam tired and stopped his pounding. He moved his hand in gentle circles on Dean’s ass, just adding to the burn rather than soothing it.
“I don’t like to hurt you, Dean,” Sam said quietly. “But hateful little boys always get their comeuppance.”
Usually Dean would have laughed at Sam for using a word like that. But he didn’t think he'd take his chances on that at the moment.
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Title: Comeuppance
Pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: R-ish
Warnings: wincestuous sexual themes, spanking
Word Count: 296
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. I make no money and have no rights to the characters etc.
Prompt: Comeuppance, noun; a punishment or fate that someone deserves.
The first blow was unexpected, and Dean let out a startled sound. Usually Sam liked to wind up first, get the anticipation and anxiety really flowing. Apparently, his brother was more pissed than he looked. Sam didn’t hold back, didn’t waste time, just started in with wide spaced blows to Dean’s ass.
He shifted around on Sam’s lap, spreading out his hands of the floor. At his movement, his brother made a displeased noise and smacked harder.
Dean got the picture and quickly stilled.
“Why do you make me do this, Dean?” Sam asked, blows slowing down just enough for Sam to talk. “If you need it, ask me before I’m mad as hell. It would be better for both of us.”
There was no reply, Dean just lay across Sam’s lap panting, his head hanging down between his arms. It was really starting to hurt now, Sam retracing his steps and varying speed so Dean never knew what to expect.
It still blew his mind that he allowed Sam to do this to him. The pain wasn’t really what got to him, mostly. It was the humiliation of the position, spread out over his brother’s lap like this. Totally exposed to whatever his brother wanted. He’d been half-hard at the beginning, but the pain was too much for that now, and his erection had flagged.
Finally, Sam tired and stopped his pounding. He moved his hand in gentle circles on Dean’s ass, just adding to the burn rather than soothing it.
“I don’t like to hurt you, Dean,” Sam said quietly. “But hateful little boys always get their comeuppance.”
Usually Dean would have laughed at Sam for using a word like that. But he didn’t think he'd take his chances on that at the moment.
~~~~~~~~~
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