no guts no glory;

“Do you really want to know?  Does your ego need a boost?” she quipped back, smirking and arching a brow.

“Me, an ego? Where’d you get that idea?” He obviously joked He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, “I’d sire like it id you’d tell me, princess.”

Emma tilted her head and shrugged.  “I’m good at reading people.  And I have a think for bad boys,” she said, staying vague as she waited for him to ask her how she knew that.

“Are you?” Dean had one brow raised, “I’m not known for being an open book…so…” He set his hand down, one atop the other, “Bad boy, huh? Lucky guess. How’d you figure that out?”

“I have my ways,” Emma grinned.  “Let me see if I’ve got it right.  You’re kind of a loner….  You travel a lot and sleep at crappy motels.  You don’t have a steady paycheck, so you use credit card fraud and hustling to get by,” her smile had gotten harder, her eyes set on him.  “And then when you got your ass out of jail on a bail-bond, you skipped town without paying the check.  Am I in the ballpark?” she asked, quirking a brow.

Dean tried not to show his shock while he listened to her talk. He kept his cool well. He was more than impressed, “Well...” He tapped his fingers on the table, “I wouldn’t say a complete loner, I’m mostly an extrovert...I think.” He gave her a nervous smile, she could see right through him, “But you nailed this hammer...hammered this nail? I forgot the expression.” Confidence then returned to him, “So you know your delinquents I see.”

“Do you really want to know?  Does your ego need a boost?” she quipped back, smirking and arching a brow.

“Me, an ego? Where’d you get that idea?” He obviously joked He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, “I’d sire like it id you’d tell me, princess.”

Emma tilted her head and shrugged.  “I’m good at reading people.  And I have a think for bad boys,” she said, staying vague as she waited for him to ask her how she knew that.

“Are you?” Dean had one brow raised, “I’m not known for being an open book...so...” He set his hand down, one atop the other, “Bad boy, huh? Lucky guess. How’d you figure that out?”

“Do you really want to know?  Does your ego need a boost?” she quipped back, smirking and arching a brow.

“Me, an ego? Where’d you get that idea?” He obviously joked He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, “I’d sire like it id you’d tell me, princess.”

Sam whimpered. “I need your fat cock so damn bad. My hole aches without it De.” Sam rolled his hips once again.

Dean reached down, lifting Sam’s thighs up,”Mmmm, that’s what I like to hear.” One hand slipped down, reaching between his ass, slipping a finger inside, “I’ll be gentle for my Sammy.”

Sam purred and moaned happily. He arched upwards and nodded. “Yeah De. Ya know I like both but every now and then I like gentle.” Sam spread his legs more so Dean could reach better.

“You don’t mind a little tease do you? You still like that?” He had a shit eaten grin on his face as his slid his finger all the way in, hooking it slightly, “Even if you don’t I’d still doin it.”

Sam groaned and arched into the finger. “Fu-ck…baby you know I love a good tease.” Sam panted. The younger hunter always loved a good tease.

“Mhmm, that’s what I thought.” Dean teased Sam’s hole with a second finger, wanting to go in for the kill. As much as he wanted to fuck Sam right this second, it was worth readying him. Dean grabbed one of Sam’s calves and threw it over his shoulder with his free hand, making things even easier.

Sam groaned needly and wrapped his leg tighter around Dean’s shoulder. “More please… De'an…need you so bad.” Sam gasped.

Dean removed his finger’s, seeing Sam was nearly in pain, “Alright ,Baby, you win.” He positioned Sam’s other leg over his shoulder then, putting them both in the perfect position. Dean was throbbing in that moment, practically hungry. He leaned down to kiss Sam’s neck and to breath in his ear as he slowly pushed himself against his brother’s entrance.

Through The Smoke

Sam paused a moment before answering, making sure he made this sound legit and used the right words. “Well, it sounds like a great opportunity, especially for getting back into the game. You know, get in on the ground floor of operations and all that” he answered confidently. @handsoffmysammy

“Ah.” Dean glanced at his goons, who didn’t seem to be paying attention,”I guess I’m just surprised, no one really jumps into it like this. Well, not a fellow your age. Only unsuspecting little ones.” He sighed, “Well okay, what can you offer me, huh? What makes you think you’re worth it?” He questioned, trying to make it hard for Sam.

“I know our families go way back, it’s not like this is my first rodeo” he may never have been a full fledged mobster but he’d grown up in the life, he knew it better than most. Sam lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag before answering. “How about a 70/30 cut?”

“Oh, really? It’s not your first time begging the mob to take you in?” He chuckled. blowing smoke over towards him, “You may be a DiGilio, but you’re not special, not like you think you are.” When he heard Sam’s offer, he had just taken a sip of his whiskey and nearly coughed on it. He smirked and shook his head, “I’ll do 20/80, but that’s just because I think you’re handsome. That’s the deal.” His brows were lifted. It seemed fair for the other to ask, bold, but coming from is family, expected.

Sam whimpered. “I need your fat cock so damn bad. My hole aches without it De.” Sam rolled his hips once again.

Dean reached down, lifting Sam’s thighs up,”Mmmm, that’s what I like to hear.” One hand slipped down, reaching between his ass, slipping a finger inside, “I’ll be gentle for my Sammy.”

Sam purred and moaned happily. He arched upwards and nodded. “Yeah De. Ya know I like both but every now and then I like gentle.” Sam spread his legs more so Dean could reach better.

“You don’t mind a little tease do you? You still like that?” He had a shit eaten grin on his face as his slid his finger all the way in, hooking it slightly, “Even if you don’t I’d still doin it.”

Sam groaned and arched into the finger. “Fu-ck…baby you know I love a good tease.” Sam panted. The younger hunter always loved a good tease.

“Mhmm, that’s what I thought.” Dean teased Sam’s hole with a second finger, wanting to go in for the kill. As much as he wanted to fuck Sam right this second, it was worth readying him. Dean grabbed one of Sam’s calves and threw it over his shoulder with his free hand, making things even easier.

“Do you really want to know?  Does your ego need a boost?” she quipped back, smirking and arching a brow.

“Me, an ego? Where’d you get that idea?” He obviously joked He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table, “I’d sire like it id you’d tell me, princess.”

Through The Smoke

Sam paused a moment before answering, making sure he made this sound legit and used the right words. “Well, it sounds like a great opportunity, especially for getting back into the game. You know, get in on the ground floor of operations and all that” he answered confidently. @handsoffmysammy

“Ah.” Dean glanced at his goons, who didn’t seem to be paying attention,”I guess I’m just surprised, no one really jumps into it like this. Well, not a fellow your age. Only unsuspecting little ones.” He sighed, “Well okay, what can you offer me, huh? What makes you think you’re worth it?” He questioned, trying to make it hard for Sam.

Sam whimpered. “I need your fat cock so damn bad. My hole aches without it De.” Sam rolled his hips once again.

Dean reached down, lifting Sam’s thighs up,”Mmmm, that’s what I like to hear.” One hand slipped down, reaching between his ass, slipping a finger inside, “I’ll be gentle for my Sammy.”

Sam purred and moaned happily. He arched upwards and nodded. “Yeah De. Ya know I like both but every now and then I like gentle.” Sam spread his legs more so Dean could reach better.

“You don’t mind a little tease do you? You still like that?” He had a shit eaten grin on his face as his slid his finger all the way in, hooking it slightly, “Even if you don’t I’d still doin it.”