007. Psychotic
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sethgrayBeware, this one might actually be NC-17. Pretty sure it is, actually.
Title: Psychotic
Pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17 (to be safe)
Warnings: power play, pwp,
Word Count: 265
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. I make no money and have no rights to the characters etc.
Prompt: Psychotic, adjective; characterized by a loss of contact with reality and an inability to think rationally.
Sam was in a mood, that much was evident by the ruthless thrusting of his hips. It wouldn’t occur to Dean to complain.
He didn’t know what had brought on the rapid, piston thrusts of his brother, but he had long passed the point where he might have had something to say about it. Actually, he’d passed the point where he could say or do much at all. He couldn’t even make the slutty, needy moans his brother loved so much. All Dean could do was gasp desperately, and try to draw breath into his lungs.
Then Sam angled his hips, just slightly, ramming smack dab onto Dean’s prostate with each vicious, brutal slam. Dean’s head fell back, his whole body arching off the bed. But Sam growled, raised one hand from where he’d been propping himself up, pressed against Dean’s chest, and forced him back down onto the bed.
And just like that, Dean was coming all over both of them.
If Sam was growling before, he positively snarls now, and increases the pace, his wild, uninhibited, psychotic thrusts rocking Dean into the headboard. Sam’s hands roamed all over Dean’s torso and finally, Sam’s rhythm dissolved in the wake of orgasm, his come painting Dean’s insides.
He collapsed forward, smothering Dean with his body, not that Dean minded. He loved it, actually, but he’d never admit that.
“What,” Dean gasped, vainly searching for air. “What was that for?”
“Nothing.” Sam’s voice was entirely too gentle and calm for what they’d just done. Sam bent his head and nosed his brother’s hair. “Just missed you.”
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Title: Psychotic
Pairings: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17 (to be safe)
Warnings: power play, pwp,
Word Count: 265
Spoilers: No
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. I make no money and have no rights to the characters etc.
Prompt: Psychotic, adjective; characterized by a loss of contact with reality and an inability to think rationally.
Sam was in a mood, that much was evident by the ruthless thrusting of his hips. It wouldn’t occur to Dean to complain.
He didn’t know what had brought on the rapid, piston thrusts of his brother, but he had long passed the point where he might have had something to say about it. Actually, he’d passed the point where he could say or do much at all. He couldn’t even make the slutty, needy moans his brother loved so much. All Dean could do was gasp desperately, and try to draw breath into his lungs.
Then Sam angled his hips, just slightly, ramming smack dab onto Dean’s prostate with each vicious, brutal slam. Dean’s head fell back, his whole body arching off the bed. But Sam growled, raised one hand from where he’d been propping himself up, pressed against Dean’s chest, and forced him back down onto the bed.
And just like that, Dean was coming all over both of them.
If Sam was growling before, he positively snarls now, and increases the pace, his wild, uninhibited, psychotic thrusts rocking Dean into the headboard. Sam’s hands roamed all over Dean’s torso and finally, Sam’s rhythm dissolved in the wake of orgasm, his come painting Dean’s insides.
He collapsed forward, smothering Dean with his body, not that Dean minded. He loved it, actually, but he’d never admit that.
“What,” Dean gasped, vainly searching for air. “What was that for?”
“Nothing.” Sam’s voice was entirely too gentle and calm for what they’d just done. Sam bent his head and nosed his brother’s hair. “Just missed you.”
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Prompts, please. We're halfway done!
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on 2009-01-09 03:35 am (UTC)(Sorry for not commenting before. I'm a notorious lurker.)
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on 2009-01-09 06:03 am (UTC)*pets* Don't worry about it, my post wasn't serious, lol. I was just being a little drama ho.
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on 2009-01-09 06:06 am (UTC)*chuckles* Well, regardless of that I feel guilty for not commenting more. Especially since you comment on my entries so much. I'm trying to remedy my silence.
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on 2009-01-09 05:52 pm (UTC)Oh my god, that was awesome. I have to add that rough sex is the best sex and I like reading about it almost as much as the act itself.
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on 2009-01-09 07:19 pm (UTC)