ran through Sam's body. "De, what do you want from me? I'm not...I'm youre brother..."
"I just want you." Dean answered casually. "And I'm gonna have you and we know youre not gonna actually let anyone stop me, because you still love me."

work very well without a soul, and don't you worry, I talked to someone, and that pesky little thing won't be able to come back."
Sam dug in his pocket, reaching for his phone.
"Oh, dont bother trying Bobby. I stopped over before I got here. He ain't gonna answer."
A cold chill

Dean praised. "Always my good boy. Youre gonna get a big reward for that."
Sam swallowed. "What did you find is he...?"
Cas shook his head. "He's not a demon, that would've been easier to deal with. He removed his soul, I dont know how..."
Dean chuckled. "Soul binding doesn't

cried out, and Sam wondered if thats what he sounded like in Hell. Then Dean laughed. "C'mon." He taunted, pushing forward. "Deeper."
Cas looked horrified. "That's not..."
"Cas youre gonna..." Sam rushed over, pulling Cas away, ripping his arm away from Dean's body.
"Good boy."

"Let me check something." Cas mumbled to himself and moved over to the older Winchester brother. "This will hurt, but..."
"Do it." Dean smirked. "Whatever it is, I don't care. You bore me, and I can't wait until I work Sam open with your~"
There was a blinding light and Dean

how he could have..."
"Hey." Dean called. "I'm right here. And I'm not deaf. Sammy, baby, come let me loose. Promise I'll be more gentle this time."
The spell, angelic magic, should have Dean's soul in physical pain being this close to Sam, much less being able to talk to him.

"You fucking owe me, youre mine, always will be...and you love me."
A part of Sam believed that. That he owed Dean. But still, he had said no.
And Dean hadn't cared.
"It is soul binding." Cas interrupted Sam's thoughts, bringing him back to the current situation. "I don't know

Concerned touches lasted a little too long, and there was always some kind of feral want in Dean's eyes. Sam tried to ignore it, but then Dean didn't let him anymore.
"You owe me." Dean had breathed in Sam's ear, pressing his body against the bathroom door of the bar.

Dean lifted his head. "I was talking to the baby. I only love you like 99% right now."
Sam laughed, straddled Dean, and kissed his neck. "Any way I get that back to 100%?"
"I'll think of a couple." Dean said, gently grabbing Sam's hips. "Starting with I get to put the star on."

Sam shook his head. "Id never ask you to fight the crowds of angry shoppers to get a fake tree."
Dean gave a confused look.
"I want you to go into the woods, find us the biggest tree you can, and bring it home."
Dean groaned into his hands. "Youre lucky I love you."
"I love you."

you're the King of prank wars and I bow to your greatness.'"
Dean pulled away. "Never! You can eat my sparkly cock."
Sam laughed to himself watching Dean go and try to wash off the sparkle and glitter that only Dean himself could actually see. He loved prank wars.

Sam burst out laughing. "Is that what was taking you so long in the shower this morning?"
"Sam." Dean said gently. "Sammy, baby, dearest, love of my life, fix this."
Sam cupped Dean's face. "Say it. You know what I wanna hear."
"Please?"
"Nope. Not what I wanna hear. Say 'Sammy

go! Now reverse the dagmn spell, or go suck off whatever fairy king you need to to fix this!"
"Aw, but you look so pretty!" Sam chuckled, taking a drink of his coffee. "Besides it'll wear off in a week or two.."
"What about sex huh? You're gonna have glitter in your ass..."

it really is

him. "Y'know, no one at this bar knows we're brothers here, and I always wanted you to fuck me on a pool table."
Dean grabs whats probably his hundredth shot and downs it.
"Dude, youre a freak, I love it."
Sam gasps as Dean lifts him, and carries him to the pool table...

got here, course every place kinda sucked without you." Sam thought that was kinda funny, the fact Dean had all of heaven, countless people he could interact with, and the whole time he had been bored out of his mind waiting for Sam to show up.
Sam turns in Dean's lap and kisses

The other Sam smirked, bending down and picking up the baby. He kissed the top of his head. "Daddys gotcha." He said soothingly before giving Sam a final glance. "Dont worry, Sammy. He won't even be able to tell us apart. Tell Dean hi for me"
Then Sam felt heat errupt around him