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Caged	By : Lily1186 Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 11417 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Caged

Disclaimer: No, sadly I do not own anything Supernatural related. Damn shame though.

Pairings: Dean/Sam, Wincest folks so if you don�t like then don�t read.
Summary: Sam and Dean get into a fight and something unexpected happens.
Author�s note: All right, so I couldn�t stay away. Anyways, no flames please if you already read the summary then you know what to expect so don�t get mad at me. Constructive criticism gladly welcomed and I hope you enjoy. Now, on with the show...

And So It Begins
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�Just what the hell did you think you were doing then!�
�I thought I was protecting you!�
�By risking your own life! How the hell does that help me exactly!� Sam stopped pacing long enough to face the person he was directing his anger towards.
�It helps you by you not getting your throat ripped out, dumbass!� Dean�s lashed out with equal viciousness at the complete absurdity of the entire discussion.
�Don�t feed me that crap, you were the one throwing yourself in front of the 400-pound werewolf!� Sam couldn�t believe that Dean was being so one-minded and he wanted to hit him. However, he wanted to hit him even more for calling him a dumbass. Before he knew what he was doing he had begun moving toward Dean with a feline grace. To anyone else Sam�s palpable anger and tall stature would have been intimidating considering he was about 4 inches taller than the majority of the people they met. For Dean though, having seen Sam grow into himself, it only served to infuriate him further.
�Only because you were too stupid to duck!�
Sam was now towering menacingly over Dean glaring at him for all he was worth. Dean was looking similarly menacing with his tense jaw and closed fists, just waiting for the first punch to be thrown.
Both brothers knew that they would protect each other to the death against anything supernatural, but they were not above kicking the crap out of each other when the time called for it. And something was definitely calling pretty damn loud.
Sam was so angry his breathing had picked up and his chest was heaving with repressed fury, and while Dean looked mildly calm Sam could see the tick in his jaw and the fire in his eyes. He also knew that if he didn�t back down soon then they would be duking it out through the morning.
However rationally Sam�s left brain was thinking however, his right brain just didn�t give a damn and when Sam spoke again his voice was low and controlled. His tone could have frozen water and Dean had to work at not shivering slightly.
�Don�t call me stupid.�
Dean laughed harshly at Sam and turned towards the door in an attempt to gain control over his own temper. He failed miserably though and spun back around to face Sam. �Oh that�s right, you went to college. That must mean you�re the smartest person on the fucking planet now, right?� Dean moved into Sam�s personal space and shoved a finger into his chest roughly. Sam would have stumbled if he hadn�t been prepared for it. Instead he shoved Dean equally hard in the shoulders.
For a moment there was complete silence, one little misstep and someone probably would have wound up either sleeping in the car or getting their faces stitched up. However, instead of Dean lashing out and punching Sam in the face he did something completely unplanned and unexpected. He covered the few short feet between them and grabbed Sam�s hair before pulling him in for a kiss that would have melted the ice that Sam had previously created.
For a minute Sam stood there in shock holding himself as rigidly as possible, the next thing he knew he was shoving his tongue past his brother�s lips and attempting to swallow him whole.
They kept at this for about two minutes before they broke apart for air. Sam was now breathing heavier than before and Dean�s face was flushed. They stared at each other in a mixture of shock and lust before Sam finally spoke.
�What...what was that?� His voice was husky and Dean had the sudden urge to attack his bruised lips again but held himself back because he didn�t want Sam to bolt.
�I...� he trailed off numbly and continued to stare at Sam�s lips. Sam licked them unconsciously and Dean�s eyes darkened with lust. He stood up straighter and took a deep breath.
He took a few more before he finally spoke up. �Honestly, I have no idea. Look, I don�t know what got into me. I�m sorry.� It all spilled out so fast that Dean had to close his eyes and remember to breathe again. Then when that was done, he braced himself for the rejection he knew was coming.
While Dean was busy preparing himself for rejection Sam was trying to sort out his own thoughts. Unfortunately at the moment all they consisted of was Dean�s lips on his own. He had turned away from Dean when he had spewed forth his excuse and now that he was looking at him again he could see in his stance that Dean was expecting Sam to push him away. For God�s sake he was standing so rigid that a 90-mph wind couldn�t knock him over.
Dean was watching Sam like he was preparing to be berated, or like Sam was about to run to the bathroom to take a shower. He expected anything to happen except for what did. Because instead of Sam gargling with bleach or �taking a walk� he closed the gap between them and began kissing Dean again.
Dean was shocked for about a millisecond before he realized what this might mean and moaned loudly in approval, latching his hand onto the back of Sam�s neck.

Sam�s hands meanwhile had begun wandering and had ended up attaching themselves to Dean�s ass. When he gave them a sharp squeeze Dean moaned even louder and bit into Sam�s bottom lip in warning. He could feel Sam smiling against his lips and in retribution he wrapped his hand in Sam�s hair and pulled, just enough to cause a little pain and extricate a soft gasp from Sam�s covered lips.
Grinning widely, he pulled away from Sam�s lips. When Sam groaned at the loss of contact, Dean tsked at him. Actually tsked, waving his index finger from side to side like a disappointed parent.
�Now, now Sammy, be a good little college boy and play nice.�

Sam scowled at Dean and asked, �Who put you in charge?� All this did was elicit a laugh from deep within Dean�s chest.
�Well, since I�m the one who started this...� he waved his hands around as if he couldn�t find the right words and then his eyes lit up as he found a way to express what he meant. An expression which began with Dean trailing his hand slowly down Sam�s lean chest before stopping right where his shirt met the top of his jeans. When he hooked his finger into the front and pulled slightly, Sam fell rather ungracefully into him. Neither of them minded of course.
�We can stop you know� Dean whispered huskily into Sam�s ear. Sam swallowed convulsively and licked his lips again. His hair had fallen into his face and his cheeks were blushing. Dean thought it was the most erotic sight he had ever seen. Out of pure instinct Dean rubbed his cheek against the side of Sam�s face. Sam was suddenly reminded of the tigers that he had seen at the zoo when he was younger.
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He had gone to the zoo on a field trip with a class he had been in for about a week. His father had finally gotten him enrolled after he had begged and pleaded for several months. Of course his father had only conceded because Dean had promised to help double time with the hunts and make sure that Sam learned to shoot the .45 by Christmas time.

But anyways, Sam had been walking around aimlessly for about 20 minutes and had come across the tiger den that was set up in the middle of the zoo. At first he hadn�t seen anything interesting but as he rounded the corner he had practically come face to face with a couple of tigers that were sitting comfortably under one of the planted trees in the middle of the exhibit. Sam had watched in fascination as they rubbed their cheeks against each other in what he saw as a sign of possession and care. Even at thirteen Sam had wanted to experience something like that. Something so primal and sacred that it took his breath away.
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Now Sam realized that he could have it. That the one person who could give it to him had been standing in front of him the entire time and he just hadn�t seen it. He was so glad that Dean had been the one to make the first move because Sam hadn�t even realized what he had been missing until Dean had shown him.
He pulled back a little ways from Dean and looked into his eyes. All that he saw there was lust mixed with a love so deep that Sam could have drowned in it. For a moment he just stared at Dean marveling in the way that only those in love can do. He could feel himself frown as he thought of all the years that he had denied himself this perfect Eden with his brother. It had been standing in front of him the entire time and he had been too blind to notice. Too stupid.
While Sam was mulling over this new found revelation Dean was having one of his own. What if Sam didn�t really feel the same way that he did? What if he was just doing this out of some misplaced emotion of making his brother happy. Dean became even more assured of his hypothesis when he examined Sam�s expression and all he could take in was the look of deep thought etched into his brother�s forehead.
He was just about to move away, so sure that Sam was going to tell him to stop, that this had all just been a mistake, when Sam smiled and pulled him in close, gently biting his earlobe. Dean�s heart began thumping so loudly that he was sure that Sam could hear it. His breathing had increased as well in anticipation of what Sam might finally reveal. When he did finally speak Dean almost cried out in relief.
�No Dean, I never want you to stop.� And with that said he gently rubbed his cheek against Dean�s and leaned back in for another kiss. Both assured that nothing would ever get between them again because now they knew that they belonged together. And God help anything that tried to pull them apart because they would be torn into little ribbons and set loose into the wind.
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