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Tweak says, "FEED.ME.S'MORES."

John Smith (morethanfiction) wrote in memebells,
@ 2012-01-17 17:29:00

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[rated] nc17, [rated] pg, [rated] pg-13, [rated] pg13, [rated] r, [type] awkward, [type] characterization, [type] choices, [type] crack, [type] dark, [type] dreams, [type] fight, [type] fluff, [type] horror, [type] humor, [type] love, [type] memories, [type] romance, [type] serious, [type] sex, [type] shipping, [type] trust, [warning] possible triggers

.011 Sweet dreams

D R E A M S ~ M E M E

Dreams are difficult enough to understand. They range from embarrassing, to frightening, to thought-provoking, to just plain nonsensical. You may find yourself wondering what that was all about, or trying to forget about it as quickly as you can. It may be close enough to reality to confuse you, or dream logic may prevail. Whatever the case, the world of dreams is a way to delve into your psyche and deal with what happened to you that day, your fears, and whatever's on your mind.

Except... what's that person doing there?

Potential Trigger Warning!

How It Works:
~ Post with your character, name and fandom in the subject.
~ Others respond to your character.
~ Roll the RNG 1-6 for your situation, from the list below. That's the type of dream your character is having. Or, just pick the one you like the best.
~ The replier has found themselves in your character's dream, able to interact freely.
~ Have fun!

1. sweet dreams
Something like this might not happen too often in your waking life, if ever. You've found the world's largest supply of grape ice cream, you've won the lottery... or, perhaps, you're just having a really good day. Will this person share in your joy or ruin it for you?

2. nightmares
Your worst fears are being visited upon you tonight. Whether it's falling, losing those closest to you, insects, or something particular to you, there's no doubt you'd wake up in a cold sweat if everything went normally. Having this person there isn't 'normal', though. Maybe they can make things better.

3. sexy dreams
Isn't it so awkward when the person you're in bed with suddenly asks why you're dreaming about them in a schoolgirl costume?

4. bizarre dreams
It's hard to categorize this, but it probably seems perfectly natural to you that you need to find the smallest grain of sand in the world to stop an alien invasion up until someone points out how weird that is. And maybe it still seems normal to you even after that. They might be the ones being silly!

5. memories
The mind often revisits important events in one's life. For good or bad, you're back in time, reliving something that stuck in your head. But... that guy wasn't here before, was he? Or maybe he was, but hasn't seen it from your point of view yet.

6. combination/other
Dreams are many and varied. Mix up the flavors, or try something completely different. Wherever your mind will take you is game.

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gottalovepie
2012-01-19 05:50 pm UTC (link)

Okay, so this wasn't going to help the mood at all if they kept bitching back and forth, so after a couple deep breaths, Dean went to settle at the edge of the bed. "I said to close your eyes, Sammy, relax." He gave a slight grin, trying to be more confident than he felt. This was kinda new territory.

"No wonder you can't get off, wound up like this. So, hey, relax. It's okay. Look, didn't mean to freak out." Except he kinda couldn't help it when there were demons banging his frigging brother. after a moment, he reached out to rub a hand down Sam's chest, slow and soothing, thumb circling around one of his nipples.

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samsavestheday
2012-01-19 06:09 pm UTC (link)

Sam sighed. He had been looking up to Dean for a long, long time, and when Dean told him to do something, he usually went through two stages: first, he bitched about it, then he shut up and did it. Having effectively (if briefly) bitched about it, it was time for him to do what Dean said. So he shut up, closed his eyes, and leaned back.

And Dean was right, he had gotten himself really wound up. “'S no problem,” he murmured at Dean's semi-apology. (It was, after all, about as apologetic as Dean got.) When the hand touched his chest, he let out a rush of air, and clenched his fist to stop himself from shooting up out of the bed.

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gottalovepie
2012-01-19 06:15 pm UTC (link)

"You okay, Sammy?" No matter what, taking care of Sam was ingrained in Dean. It went beyond just a job to what he'd built his life around and nothing really changed that, no matter what crap they had between them. "Tell me to stop and I will."

But until he said the word, he was letting his hand drag down his stomach, blunt nails raking down teasingly until they neared his brother's cock. Damn if Sam wasn't proportionate too. Licking his lips absently, he went to tentatively give him a stroke, thumb running the length as he tried to get used to the weight and heat of another guy's junk in his hands. "All you gotta do is tell me what you need and lay back," he murmured, his voice coming out huskier than he intended, but damn if his own length didn't twitch at just the feel of the other under his hands.

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samsavestheday
2012-01-19 06:45 pm UTC (link)

“I'm fine,” Sam said through gritted teeth. “Just fine.” He was, wasn't he. It wasn't like he had wanted this forever, or anything. They were just stuck, that was all. Like they had been a million times before. And they did what they needed to do to get unstuck. Every time.

“Fuck.” Sam tried to avoid cussing – Jess hadn't like the sailor's mouth he had inherited from Dean and John – but his dick was aching, now, like he had the worst case of blue balls he'd ever experienced; as if his own hand had no effect whatsoever. Now that Dean's hand was touching him, though, it was like water to a parched man. His back arched and he cried out Dean's name.

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gottalovepie
2012-01-19 08:12 pm UTC (link)

Dean grinned despite himself at that reassurance. He seriously doubted either of them were 'fine'. This was sick and wrong and dirty, but fuck did Sammy look good right now. He shouldn't be thinking about his baby brother like that, shouldn't have groaned when he arched and cried out his name.

"I gotcha, Sammy," he murmured, brushing his free hand through Sam's hair as he started to pump his fist, thumb rubbing over the head on the upstroke every once in awhile.

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samsavestheday
2012-01-20 03:48 am UTC (link)

If Sam's own hand had felt tepid, uninteresting, against his dick, Dean's was the opposite. It was like ice was flowing through his veins. He called out, hollering like a maniac, and bucked his hips wildly into Dean's hand. He grinned especially at the way Dean's thumb passed over the head, remembering a long-ago and deeply embarrassing conversation where Dean had told him about that trick. Since then, he'd used it every time.

His eyes were still closed as he lay back, though when Dean's hand caught in his hair he pulled his head toward it, like a dog being pet. All of the sudden, an image of Dean came to him. In this image, Dean was naked. He wondered if it would come true.

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gottalovepie
2012-01-20 05:00 am UTC (link)

"Jesus, Sammy..." He was panting, hard as a rock, and aching for some attention himself, but like hell did he want to stop touching Sam when he was bucking under him like that, calling out like he was starved for it.

"Think you missed your callin' as a porn star, baby boy," he practically purred, giving his length a teasing squeeze. "Want you to open your eyes now. Look at me, c'mon."

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samsavestheday
2012-01-20 06:42 am UTC (link)

"I actually ... umf ..." he couldn't believe he was telling Dean this, it was his one real secret. "I filmed a - fuck - movie my sophomore year. I needed the - argh - money." But no one, not even the professionals, not Ruby or Dream Ruby or both Dream Rubies, had ever touched Sam like this.

He opened his eyes, staring int Dean's eyes, still wishing his clothes would just disappear. It was his dream, right? He should be able to make that happen.

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gottalovepie
2012-01-20 10:40 am UTC (link)

"What? Fuck, are you being serious?" He couldn't tease his bro about being a prude now... though that was kind of shot out the window when he fucked Ruby. "What kind was it, Sammy? Who fucked you on film?"

Hot as the thought was, he felt a twist of jealousy in his gut and he couldn't even be worried about it. Not when he felt a sudden breeze, realized he was naked and that Sam would have had to be responsible. "Wanted me naked, huh? All you had to do was say, you know..."

He made a show of slowly licking his lips before shifting over Sam, shamelessly straddling his hips and releasing his cock for now in favor of grinding down on him, not breaking the eye contact. "Told you to tell me what you want and I'll give it to you, Sammy..."

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samsavestheday
2012-01-20 06:39 pm UTC (link)

"It was a -- fuck -- a regular one, kind of. But a UMF threesome. Me and my roommate, they recruited us at a -- motherfucker -- party and we both fucked this girl together." He grinned as Dean's clothes faded away. "I always wanted to do that with you," he said, taking Dean's body in.

Sam whimpered his protest when Dean released him but groaned again when their whole bodies made solid contact. Soon he was freaking up into Dean in rhythm. "I want, fuck, god help me but I want YOU Dean."

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gottalovepie
2012-01-20 06:49 pm UTC (link)

"Gotta say, I'm kinda proud of ya, Sammy." He snorts, breathless. "Always wanted, what? To have a fucking threesome with your big brother? Might be arranged, Sammy, you never know."

Sam was pushing up against him, drawing out a moan that was a little more desperate than he wanted, but he couldn't give a damn at this point. "Got me, Sammy... fuck, any way you want."

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samsavestheday
2012-01-21 09:01 pm UTC (link)

“Yeah,” he panted, continuing to thrust upward, his hardness bouncing against Dean's over and over in rhythm. He hadn't felt this good since Jessica, at least. Maybe he had never felt this good.

Sam's giant hands wrapped around Dean's shoulders, dragging him down so that their faces were so close, Sam's lips traced against Dean's as he spoke. “I want you like this,” he said. “Always.” He was about to take a real risk. “And I want it when I wake up, too.”

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gottalovepie
2012-01-21 09:07 pm UTC (link)

Dean's eyes widened when he was pulled in, his hands going to rest against his brother's chest and-- maybe sparing a minute to be pissed that his baby brother was more built than he ever was, but...

that didn't matter as much as when he heard those words. His lips parted, wordlessly.

If he was any kind of brother, he wouldn't be sitting on Sam, grinding on him and moaning like some shameless slut for his baby brother, wouldn't shiver at those words. But he pressed forward, kissing Sam desperately in response. Yes, God, yes... "Anything... just- fuck, need you, Sammy."

Anyway he could have him.

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	samsavestheday 2012-01-22 04:01 am UTC (link)
	Sam was thrusting up more desperately now, trying to get closer and closer to Dean. Trying to make them one person. Pleasure began to shoot through his body, and he knew it was time. “Dean, I'm … I'm … Dean, I'm gonna come.” (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gottalovepie 2012-01-22 04:51 am UTC (link)
	"Sam, fuck!" he let out a groan when he was pulled in close like that, his arms coming around his shoulders tight when he was pulled closer. "Me too... so close. Fuck, so good..." He let out a soft cry as he felt himself come, spilling between their bodies, blunt nails digging into his brother's back as he rode out the pleasure. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	samsavestheday 2012-01-22 05:08 am UTC (link)
	One moment they were together, just coming all over each other, and then Sam awoke, bolt-upright, in his bed, jizz flooding the sheets. He was drenched in sweat and out of breath. He turned to his brother in the next bed. "Dean?" He said. Did Dean really experience that with him? Or was it all just a dream? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

gottalovepie
2012-01-22 05:25 am UTC (link)

Dean was stretched out on his bed still, breath ragged no matter how calm he tried to keep it, a death grip on the covers. Maybe... maybe he could pretend he's asleep, get up in the morning and clean himself up, act like he didn't just come over his brother in dreamland.

If he was a good brother, that's probably what he'd do. Make Sam forget that he apparently wanted to fuck him 'always'.

But instead he slowly turned to face him, licking his lips. "Yeah, Sammy?" His voice was rough, breathless still. "I'm here..."

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	samsavestheday 2012-01-22 05:31 am UTC (link)
	"Did you just ..." He didn't have the words. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gottalovepie 2012-01-22 05:33 am UTC (link)
	"Uh." He snorted. "Yeah... yeah, I did." He sat up, brushed a hand through his hair. "Sam..." He didn't even know what the hell to say. Didn't know if Sam regretted it, if he wanted to forget it, or... what. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	samsavestheday 2012-01-22 05:51 am UTC (link)
	"Dean," Sam said, echoing his confusion. He was just as unsure. And he had more hair to put his hand through. He was practically tugging it out. "Can I ... can I come over there?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gottalovepie 2012-01-22 05:55 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah... you can." He cleared his throat and scooted over to make room for Sam, watching him closely. "... Did you mean what you said?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	samsavestheday 2012-01-22 05:57 am UTC (link)
	Sam got out of his slimy bed, and he pulled down his shorts. There was no need for modesty any more and anyway they were gross now. "Every word." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gottalovepie 2012-01-22 06:00 am UTC (link)
	Dean's eyes trailed down, taking in the other as he undressed, licking his lips absently. Fuck. This was so messed up... "Why me, dude?" He paused. "... But I meant it. What I said too... you got me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chaceingcars 2012-01-22 06:03 am UTC (link)
	Sam climbed right into bed with Dean, not having the energy to answer a lot of questions tonight. "I don't know why, Dean," he admitted. "But it's always been you. Now be little c for a while so we can get some sleep." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	gottalovepie 2012-01-22 02:27 pm UTC (link)
	((Ah, think you used the wrong journal. (: )) (Reply to this) (Parent)

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