SPN Befores & Afters: Part 14. A Before
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Summary: Scenes of hurt/comfort from before
Sam figures about about Dean's care-giving kink...
and scenes set afterward.
Pairing: Dean/Sam | Rating: Various (G through NC-17)
14. A Before
“It’s, ah, redder now.”
Dean rolls his eyes as he roots through the first aid kit they keep in the car. “That’s because you keep scratching it, bitch.”
Sam mumbles something that may or may not have ended with “jerk.” Dean can’t really hear, as he’s hunched over, leaning deep into the back of the impala’s trunk. When he pulls out, he sees Sam restlessly shifting from foot to foot and raking his fingers over his chest, through his shirt, practically clawing at himself.
“Just take off your shirt,” Dean says, in a tone that is part loss of patience and part amused. He uncaps the tube and squirts a bit of lotion onto his fingertips.
“Mmm, Dean. I see where this is going.” He wriggles and pulls his shirt off. It’s only off for a second before he scratches the fiery red spot on his chest where an insect had bitten him several times.
Dean’s got to smile at the idea of having Sam up against the car here in the middle of a rest area parking lot. Of unzipping his pants and sliding into Sam while some poodle’s doing its business twenty feet to their left in the designated area. Of feeling Sam’s kisses on his neck with his head turned so he can see the line of kids waiting to get candy out of the vending machines. But it’s far too kinky for Sammy, even if Sam knew about Dean’s kink which, Dean is glad, he doesn’t. And, besides, that isn’t at all what Dean had in mind.
He touches his fingers to the worst of the bumps on Sam’s chest, just above his left peck. Sam sucks in a breath then relaxes under Dean’s touch. Dean rubs in a circle, adds more cream, then rubs some more. It takes a quarter of the tube to thoroughly cover the whole red patch Sam’s managed to create from irritating the bites. “Until we get you some calamine lotion when we stop tonight, this will help. But you’ve got to quit scratching it for a while. You’re making it worse.”
“But it itches…” Sam whispers.
“I know, kiddo.” He closes the trunk, trying not to laugh.
“You think this is funny?”
“I think it’s funny that you can handle getting your fingernails pulled off by a pagan god or getting stabbed in the chest by a demon, but a handful of mosquito bites drives you crazy.” He searches for something to help and ends up getting his wallet out. “I’m gonna run to the bathroom. Would you get a couple bags of peanut M&Ms?”
When they’re back in the car, Sam hands a bag over to Dean, but Dean can’t seem to handle it, what with the keys and the steering wheel. It’s absurd, he knows. He can eat a full meal of burgers and chicken strips with dipping sauce and French fries balanced strategically on his lap with a soft drink squeezed between his knees and still drive fine; he can manage a small bag of M&Ms. But, instead, he makes Sammy hold it for him. Every time Sam’s hands get too close to his chest, Dean asks for another piece of candy. And Sam, having something to do with his hands now, doesn’t scratch once.
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Date: 2013-09-23 01:43 pm (UTC)And then the bare Sam chest! I look forward to seeing the next part if the before was already nummy. :)
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Date: 2013-09-26 05:13 am (UTC)Great exploration of how Dean's kink affects him, and how he thinks he's hiding it. I love the bit about asking for a candy at the end.
And then the bare Sam chest! I look forward to seeing the next part if the before was already nummy. :)
I'm so glad you liked it! Dean's clever; he knows there are lots of different ways to help. And we can only speculate about his, er, visit to the restroom after standing there with his hands all over Sam's bare chest *G*