Welcome to the Party

a littlw wip :3

— Sammy 😋 — It's Sam 👿

om nom nom

they eventually start making out so they can prove to the other one they are in fact a better kisser, but it just ends up getting them hard as a brick

they both tease each other about it, “you see? you liked it so much you’re all horny for me” “woah dude, i mean i know i’m a good kisser but you didn’t have to remind me like that”

He wakes up a little bit more and realizes that Sam is spooning him and not the other way around. Sam has his huge tree trunk arms around him, his front plastered to Dean’s back.

And that's just not right.

Dean is the big spoon, has always been, will always be.

He pries Sam's arm away before he scoots a little forward and turning to face Sam. He pushes at Sam’s shoulder until his brother rolls onto his back, grumbling as he wakes up.

"What?" He asks sleepily.

"Turn," Dean grumbles back, pushing at his side.

"What?"

"Turn," Dean repeats and finally Sam does.

Dean immediately slots against Sam’s back, arm under his head, his dick against his little brother's ass.

This is how it's supposed to be — this is right.

"Night, bitch."