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Supernatural
Sam and Dean

Woah, originally this was going to be second season Sam and Dean. I don't know, somewhere along the way they got a few years taken off them.

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Dean lets the water from his shower dry off his body as dry summer air leaks between the curtains and caresses his skin, it added a tactile excitement to the erotic images of his skin magazine.

He licks his lips wetly, the sound masks the wet step of Sam getting out of the shower. When he hears the shower turn off he peeks briefly over his shoulder to watch his scrawny younger brother pull a towel around his head to dry his hair.

Dean returns his attention to his magazine, pretending that it had his attention completely though he was entirely focused on the quiet foot falls of Sam entering the room.

The bed creaks as Sam begins to climb onto the mattress and Dean hides a little smirk. Sam scrawls closer, moving on top of Dean and wasting little time in letting his lips find a sensitive spot on Dean's neck.

Cold drops of water drip between Sam's body and Dean's, instantly warmed again between their skin.

Dean grunts, subtly playing hard to get, "Sammy, I'm reading my magazine."

The younger brother ignores him, "Not any more you're not."

"You know the rule about interrupting a man when he's got his skin mag." Dean prompts, laying his head barely to the side to let Sam reach his neck easier.

Sam confidently answers, "Ya gotta finish the job."

Dean takes in a breath as a firm hand runs up his body, "Yup, it's the rule." Sam was showing no signs of backing down now but Dean waits.

It was charming to see the younger man try to woo his older brother with new and barely rehearsed techniques of seduction. And perhaps there was a small selfish side of him that took great satisfaction in having Sam so earnestly 'worship' him with affection and adoration.

Dean sprawls a hand over the magazine spread, ignoring it for now as he glances out the corner of his eye at his brother, breathlessly whispering, "Atta boy, Sammy."

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I keep taking breaks to sketch and not bother with coloring, and i'm not really sure which drawings are more meaningful, the little line art sketches or the flushed out colored works.

Description
Supernatural
Sam and Dean

Woah, originally this was going to be second season Sam and Dean. I don't know, somewhere along the way they got a few years taken off them.

___________________________

Dean lets the water from his shower dry off his body as dry summer air leaks between the curtains and caresses his skin, it added a tactile excitement to the erotic images of his skin magazine.

He licks his lips wetly, the sound masks the wet step of Sam getting out of the shower. When he hears the shower turn off he peeks briefly over his shoulder to watch his scrawny younger brother pull a towel around his head to dry his hair.

Dean returns his attention to his magazine, pretending that it had his attention completely though he was entirely focused on the quiet foot falls of Sam entering the room.

The bed creaks as Sam begins to climb onto the mattress and Dean hides a little smirk. Sam scrawls closer, moving on top of Dean and wasting little time in letting his lips find a sensitive spot on Dean's neck.

Cold drops of water drip between Sam's body and Dean's, instantly warmed again between their skin.

Dean grunts, subtly playing hard to get, "Sammy, I'm reading my magazine."

The younger brother ignores him, "Not any more you're not."

"You know the rule about interrupting a man when he's got his skin mag." Dean prompts, laying his head barely to the side to let Sam reach his neck easier.

Sam confidently answers, "Ya gotta finish the job."

Dean takes in a breath as a firm hand runs up his body, "Yup, it's the rule." Sam was showing no signs of backing down now but Dean waits.

It was charming to see the younger man try to woo his older brother with new and barely rehearsed techniques of seduction. And perhaps there was a small selfish side of him that took great satisfaction in having Sam so earnestly 'worship' him with affection and adoration.

Dean sprawls a hand over the magazine spread, ignoring it for now as he glances out the corner of his eye at his brother, breathlessly whispering, "Atta boy, Sammy."

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I keep taking breaks to sketch and not bother with coloring, and i'm not really sure which drawings are more meaningful, the little line art sketches or the flushed out colored works.