Ficlet - Peepshow
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verucasalt123And here it is, the very last spot on my latest prompt table, Get Your Kink On. Time to pick a new one.
Title: Peepshow (ficlet)
Author: verucasalt123
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam/Dean (tiny reference to underage)
Claim: Theme 07: Get Your Kink On
Theme: http://verucasalt123.livejournal.com/147817.html
Prompt(s): #4, public sex
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These boys do not belong to me.
Summary: Christmas bonus to some mall shoppers.
“Dean.”
“What is it, Sammy?” Dean replied with a smirk.
“We are in a parking lot, dude. At the mall. On the last Saturday before Christmas.”
“Yeah? So?
“So”, Sam said, in a hiss of a stage whisper, “there are people all over the place. Anybody could just-”
“Just what? Peek in the window and see me pulling your dick out?”
“Yes, Dean, exactly that.”
“Hmmmmm. Little extra Christmas surprise for them, then”, Dean said, getting Sam’s cock free from his jeans and palming over the head. Sam was already rock hard leaking precome, which meant he wasn’t nearly as opposed to this whole thing as he was pretending.
“Little extra Christmas surprise for us if…ahh, oh God, if it’s a mall cop and not just some random shopper wrapped up in their own shit.”
“Guess it’s a chance we gotta take. Ratio of shoppers to mall cops is pretty small. I’ll take those odds”, Dean responded with a grin.
“Come on, you can’t – fuck, oh fucking hell, Dean…” Sam’s head fell back against the inside of the car window as his brother starting stroking in earnest, thumbing over his slit and doing that thing where he twisted his wrist just like that on the upstroke.
“Can’t what, Sam? Lose your train of thought there?”
Sam couldn’t even answer him, because his brain function momentarily shut down.
It’s not like Dean wasn’t perfectly aware that Sam liked taking these chances as much as he did, liked the idea of being seen, getting caught. Reckless fucker had started it when he was sixteen and knew for a fucking fact their dad would be back any minute. Had started Dean liking it, too. No way Sam was getting away with whining about it now.
“Just – damn it, just hurry up, will you?”
“’Cause you don’t want anyone to see? Is that why you want to make it quick?”
Rolling his eyes back in his head, knowing full well Dean had his number on this one, Sam just said, “You know why, you can, mmmm, oh oh fuck Dean, you can feel it.”
“So it’s because you’re close already? Balls getting all tight against you? Starting to feel that heat, Sammy?”
“Not – not just starting. You stuck your hand down the back of my jeans in the – ohhhh shit, Dean, please – in the goddamn food court. Got me going an hour ago, jerk.”
“Well, you want it fast, all right, I can do that.”
And damn if he didn’t lean across the seat and dip his head, taking Sam’s cock into his mouth and doing those dirty fucking tricks with his tongue while he hollowed his cheeks and sucked, leaving Sam breathless and moaning.
“Dean…Dean, I’m close, come on, so close, just-”
No reason for him to finish, really. Dean reached his other hand around and pressed two fingers against Sam’s hole through his jeans and that was it. He had a mouthful of Sammy’s cum and a half-passed-out little brother panting against the fogged up window.
When Sam opened his eyes, Dean was licking the leftover jizz from his lips and smirking, eyes blown dark with lust.
Turning to start the car, he gave a little grin to the woman who’d completely stopped piling shopping bags into her minivan beside them so she could get a free peepshow.
Pulling out of the parking space and headed toward the exit, Dean was still smiling.
Sam couldn’t help but smile a little himself, planning a way to get Dean back for this one sometime very soon.
Title: Peepshow (ficlet)
Author: verucasalt123
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam/Dean (tiny reference to underage)
Claim: Theme 07: Get Your Kink On
Theme: http://verucasalt123.livejournal.com/147817.html
Prompt(s): #4, public sex
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: These boys do not belong to me.
Summary: Christmas bonus to some mall shoppers.
“Dean.”
“What is it, Sammy?” Dean replied with a smirk.
“We are in a parking lot, dude. At the mall. On the last Saturday before Christmas.”
“Yeah? So?
“So”, Sam said, in a hiss of a stage whisper, “there are people all over the place. Anybody could just-”
“Just what? Peek in the window and see me pulling your dick out?”
“Yes, Dean, exactly that.”
“Hmmmmm. Little extra Christmas surprise for them, then”, Dean said, getting Sam’s cock free from his jeans and palming over the head. Sam was already rock hard leaking precome, which meant he wasn’t nearly as opposed to this whole thing as he was pretending.
“Little extra Christmas surprise for us if…ahh, oh God, if it’s a mall cop and not just some random shopper wrapped up in their own shit.”
“Guess it’s a chance we gotta take. Ratio of shoppers to mall cops is pretty small. I’ll take those odds”, Dean responded with a grin.
“Come on, you can’t – fuck, oh fucking hell, Dean…” Sam’s head fell back against the inside of the car window as his brother starting stroking in earnest, thumbing over his slit and doing that thing where he twisted his wrist just like that on the upstroke.
“Can’t what, Sam? Lose your train of thought there?”
Sam couldn’t even answer him, because his brain function momentarily shut down.
It’s not like Dean wasn’t perfectly aware that Sam liked taking these chances as much as he did, liked the idea of being seen, getting caught. Reckless fucker had started it when he was sixteen and knew for a fucking fact their dad would be back any minute. Had started Dean liking it, too. No way Sam was getting away with whining about it now.
“Just – damn it, just hurry up, will you?”
“’Cause you don’t want anyone to see? Is that why you want to make it quick?”
Rolling his eyes back in his head, knowing full well Dean had his number on this one, Sam just said, “You know why, you can, mmmm, oh oh fuck Dean, you can feel it.”
“So it’s because you’re close already? Balls getting all tight against you? Starting to feel that heat, Sammy?”
“Not – not just starting. You stuck your hand down the back of my jeans in the – ohhhh shit, Dean, please – in the goddamn food court. Got me going an hour ago, jerk.”
“Well, you want it fast, all right, I can do that.”
And damn if he didn’t lean across the seat and dip his head, taking Sam’s cock into his mouth and doing those dirty fucking tricks with his tongue while he hollowed his cheeks and sucked, leaving Sam breathless and moaning.
“Dean…Dean, I’m close, come on, so close, just-”
No reason for him to finish, really. Dean reached his other hand around and pressed two fingers against Sam’s hole through his jeans and that was it. He had a mouthful of Sammy’s cum and a half-passed-out little brother panting against the fogged up window.
When Sam opened his eyes, Dean was licking the leftover jizz from his lips and smirking, eyes blown dark with lust.
Turning to start the car, he gave a little grin to the woman who’d completely stopped piling shopping bags into her minivan beside them so she could get a free peepshow.
Pulling out of the parking space and headed toward the exit, Dean was still smiling.
Sam couldn’t help but smile a little himself, planning a way to get Dean back for this one sometime very soon.
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Date: 2012-12-31 09:37 am (UTC)such hotness
Date: 2012-12-31 09:34 am (UTC)Now for the payback...right?????
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Date: 2012-12-31 11:44 am (UTC)Awesome, baby.
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Date: 2012-12-31 03:58 pm (UTC)Congrats on finishing the prompt table!
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Date: 2013-01-01 05:17 am (UTC)Nice job.
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Date: 2013-01-01 11:51 am (UTC)Also, big congrats on finishing ur table, sweetie!
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Date: 2013-01-07 05:07 pm (UTC)OTP Weekly Recap: 01/11/2013: Edition #83
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