Rough Riders
From two spnkinkmeme prompts seeking a Sam who likes rough sex and a Dean who doesn’t like it nearly as much, but won’t admit that until Sam figures it out.
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Practice
Written for the anonymous prompt: “I need some weecest with bottom!Dean. Teaching his baby boy how to fuck a girl with his huge cock. Sam is 16-17 maybe?”
He hears Sam swallow, a little gulping noise in his throat. “Are you… what, are you volunteering yourself for practice?”
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The One With Knotting
Sam’s changed– Dean hasn’t. (They think.)
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Basorexia
“You did something to Dean!” Sam exclaims, backing up and pointing in accusation.
“Correct!” Cas says excitedly. “I removed Dean’s inhibitions regarding his frequent desire to kiss you. Now whenever he feels the urge, he simply does so, and has no memory of it afterwards. It’s my gift to you!”
In which Cas does not understand the meaning of “gift”, Dean has selective amnesia, and Sam is confused as hell.
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The Stray
Sam and Dean narrowly avoid running over an angel, one of those trendy new pets, and decide to keep him. A well-meaning attempt to find Cas some clothes online leads Sam and Dean somewhere they never would have expected.
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Opus Amore
Sam and Dean go undercover at a couples retreat for Alphas and their Omegas to root out a monster. Dean hates being an Omega so the fact that he’ll have to openly be one and stop taking his suppressants pisses him off. Still, the more they pretend to be a happy Omega and Alpha couple, the more he starts to think that maybe being an Omega isn’t so bad, not if Sam is his Alpha..
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Go For The Gold
One take. He just has to get through this once and it’ll be over.
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The Little Spoon
To his horror, Sam discovers that he’s a stealth!snuggler.
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Touch of Rivalry
They were roped at the wrists, dangling from the same—meathook, probably. Dean’s toes scraped the floor. Every move triggered (he coughed) intimate contact and, Goddamn, Sammy. Little excited there? “We gotta get outta here.”
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FavThe Great Debate
It all started, innocently enough, with a pair of jeans.
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