ecstatic joy I won’t have to deal with my parents tonight or in the morning
cai is my saviour
Extra Padalecki wedding photos → Rehearsal vs. Wedding
If anyone wants it
I haven’t read it yet but I’m gonna ;u;
Dean’s grinding himself against Sam’s hip. His dick leaves a wet trail of precome over Sam’s skin. Sam’s got his hand low on Dean’s back, feeling the muscles bunch and release as Dean rubs off against him. Dean’s panting lightly, lower lip caught between his teeth. His eyes are half shut, hazy with lust.
He’s sure Dean could get off like this eventually, but it’s not how Sam wants it to go. He grips Dean’s shoulder to get his attention. “Not like this, Dean. I want…” Sam knows, suddenly, exactly what he wants. “Want to fuck you with my tongue.”
Dean moans quietly and starts to roll off of Sam, to get on his back and spread his legs wide, but Sam stops him again, gives him a meaningful look. “Fuck, Sammy,” Dean breathes, crawling up Sam’s body. He pauses at Sam’s chest, hovering there for an instant and looking down at Sam.