untitled [water over stones]
untitled [water over stones]
Supernatural
Sam/Dean
125 words
adult content: sexuality
You both wake in the dark with papery, tight, hot skin; still swimming in tequila. You maintain the fiction, even when he breaks the rules, turns you on your back and kisses you soft, chins and cheeks scratching; pressing slow, hips riding quiet, underwater waves. You both close your eyes and pretend this is dreaming, deep pleasure dreaming, unconscious uncontrollable tide. Easy to forget, easy to forgive.
Easier when you were kids and you’d wake with a mouth full of saltwater, the smell of your brother on your nose and lips and tongue, your legs and arms wrapped tight around him, hard on his soft skin, pressing into him and the both of you breathing like water over stones.
August 23rd, 2007 at 7:08 am
Oh.
I sometimes have trouble with the idea that they’d… kiss, especially in any kind of pre-show scenario. Fucked up, eh?
Just them as boys, and brothers, if not kids, and to me that means the sort of denial which means you d do just about everything but kissing. Heart beats thudding in the dark, and unspoken pacts of faked ignorance (don’t say it and it didn’t happen, pretend I’m asleep, pretend we’re still drunk, pretend it’s a dream), and yes - There’s rules. Everyone knows them, subconsciously, right?
:P
And this - perfect. I can see-see-see.
Tweaks of something true (true-fiction) my chest.