#casdeansam

1. It’s Time by Imagine Dragons 2. Novocaine by Fall Out Boy 3. House of the Rising Sun by The Animals 4. Move Along by The All-American Rejects 5. Carousel by Jason Walker 6. Carry On Wayward Son by Kansas 7. The Kids Aren’t Alright by Fall Out Boy 8. Hall of Fame (feat. will.i.am) by The Script 9. Eight Days a Week by The Beatles 10. Everyday by Buddy Holly

Author Summary: "Oops," the cupid said.

Rating: Explicit

Author Summary: Apparently Dean is a baby when it comes to horror flicks. The boys watch The Chainsaw Massacre in their boxer's. WARNING, SMUT

Rating: NR

At first being a threesome was fine. They had each other in the way that they needed each other, body, soul, physical, emotional, and sexual.

But then Sam started to pull away. 

Castiel first noticed it one night as they lay in bed a tangle of limbs and lips. Just as he finished kissing Sam passionately and pulled Dean over to start kissing him, he felt Sam's hand fall away from the small of his back. Dean must have felt a similar withdrawal of touch as the kissing slowed and Dean rested his head against Castiel's forehead.

"Sam?" Castiel called out softly, as he tried to catch his breath.

"... yeah?"

"Where are you?" He asked softly.

They heard bed sheets shifting. "Oh, I'm still here... just... watching..."

He could hear the growl deep in Dean's throat.

"Nope. That's not how this works, Sammy"

"No, no, I'm fine guys. I'm just..."

Dean pulled away from Castiel, reached over, put his arm around Sam's naked back and pulled him close to Castiel. He pulled him so close that his legs became further entangled in Castiel's and Dean's legs. Castiel could feel Dean moving his legs to further ensnare Sam in their heap.

"This is for us all."

"I just... you two... I know I'm a third wheel." Sam whispered as Cas and Dean intertwined their arms behind Sam's back to keep him in place.

"A third wheel supplies greater stability and traction on the road." Castiel intone as he pressed his forehead to Sam's temple.

Sam chuckled, but it came out almost like a sob. 

"No... I just... I don't want to get in the way."

"Do you not enjoy this Sam?"

"I do, I really do--"

"Do you find comfort in our coupling?"

"Gods, yes, Cas, don't ever think that I don-"

"Then why do you pull away?" Castiel asked softly. 

"It's just..." he tried and he tried, but the words were stuck in his throat.

"Even though Dean and I have been closer longer, does not mean that we would ever exclude you, Sam. You are important to us. If Dean and I are making out that does not mean we wish to shut you out. There are other ways for you be involved."

Sam nodded, but his eyes were closed.

Dean sighed heavily as his forehead joined their in an intimate meeting of  the minds.

"I think this is my fault. Cause when you two are necking I tend suckle on Cas's arm and neck, and I might forget to touch you, Sammy."

Castiel reached over and flicked Dean's ear. 

"Ow, hey! I get it.  I get it. I gotta be a more attentive lover." Dean grumbled, rolling his eyes.

Sam could feel the nervous ball of anxiety that had been building in his stomach twist and unwind.

"Then perhaps I am at fault too, for revelling in the show you two put on and not touching either while you're being intimate." Castiel intoned softly. "I too must be more attentive. But Sam, if I do something that you are not comfortable with you must tell me."

Sam swallowed hard against the lump in his throat.

"It's the only way I'm ever going to learn your erogenous zones."

Sam gave a soft chuckle.

"May I have permission to lavish your lips."

"Geez Cas. You're making the poor guy blush."

"Yes, Cas... please..."

"And tonight Sam. I want you inside of me."

"But- But Cas..."

"No Sam. I want you inside of me. I want only you. I want to learn how to be a good lover, how to twist my hips and how to lay on my back and kant my hips just-so so that I can look into your eyes while you're taking me."

Sam could only nod and lean in for the kiss in response. He normally bottomed as a rule, but it could be problematic when Castiel was in front of him and Dean maneuvered behind him and he felt like he was trapped, pinned down at the mercy of his captors again.

But for Cas he would learn, and he would trust and he would love each and every moment they had together.

Dean never moved his arm from around Sam and Cas as he suckled at Sam's earlobe and then Cas's and then Sam's again.

Dean would learn to show his love more openly, and entangle their limbs in such a way that they would never forget his love for them.