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Oh Trans Neil, My Beloved
oh trans neil, my beloved
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okay threesome with sam and dean and while they never touch each other, the whole time they are very clearly focused on each other. like yeah dean is definitely fucking you within an inch of your life while you blow sam but they're just staring at each other and fuck is sam whimpering? and holy shit did dean just growl at that and start moving faster? oh my god?
and yeah you're there but you're like a conduit for their pleasure, everything dean does affects sam and vice versa, and you're just happy to be there.
NO WORDS CAN DESCRIBE HOW AMAZING $H IN PUBLIC PLACES. I'm not talking about doing yourself in front of people (unless they want to see it), no, that's very bad BUT UGHH THAT ADRENALINE WHEN YOU DO THIS!!!! Locking yourself in the bathroom, that someone might interrupt you, that later when you pretend that nothing happened the bl0od might soak through your clothes, that someone might notice that you have trouble walking or doing other things. Maybe it's just me but I love doing it
John cradling baby Sammy to his chest and rocking him back and forth. But Sammy keeps crying and crying.
John usually lets Dean deal with his brother. But it's the middle of the night and Dean is asleep. John would like to let him rest a little bit. The little boy has to look after his brother day in and day out after all.
But Sammy never stops crying.
"Sammy?" Dean's drowsy voice carries on in the dark room. "What's wrong, Daddy?"
At the sound of Dean's voice, Sammy's crying stops and turns into soft sniffles, his tiny hands moving towards Dean.
"I..." John knows he can't do anything to make Sammy calm down on his own. "I think he wants a hug from his brother."
"Okay." Dean takes Sammy gingerly in his small arms and rocks him back and forth until his breath settles then takes him to bed back with him.
If John had any questions about who Sammy loved better, they vanished that night.
Sammy would always choose Dean over John. And that was fine.
John wished he could manage Sammy on his own though. But Sammy only wanted Dean.
