Chapter Seven

Sam wasn’t sure on how they ended up back at the hotel, but he woke up to find himself in Dean’s arms on his bed. Smiling sleepily, he nuzzled into the warmth that was surrounding him and took in the scent that was only and always would be Dean. He felt the press of Dean’s lips on his head and sighed happily as he snuggled closer, smiling even more as Dean chuckled when he nearly pushed Dean backwards with his snuggling. He tilted his head back to look up at Dean and his lips were immediately caught in a soft kiss that made him melt inside.  When his mouth was released, he grinned giddily up at his brother. “Mornin’,” he murmured huskily.

“Try evenin', sleepin' beauty,” Dean replied with a smirk as he touched Sam’s face before brushing away some of the scraggly hair that was falling into the hazel eyes that were watching him hazily. “You were conked out for a long time there, tiger. What’s up with that?”

Blinking, Sam stared at his brother before hitting Dean on the chest. “What the fuck?! What do you think?! That I was goin' to sleep peacefully like nothin' had happened after thinkin' you had died or had left me and that I’d never see you again?! Man did you hit your head?!” he demanded after sitting up and wavered after his spiel when his head spun from his exertions. He slouched forward, breathing heavily as he just let the adrenaline of the past few days wash over him like the waves from the ocean that he had taken Dean from. He trembled as Dean’s hand caressed his shoulder before resting there, a familiar warmth on his skin as he just sat there quietly.

“M’sorry man...I was only teasin'. I was pretty selfish there, wasn’t I?” Dean whispered huskily behind Sam. There was a soft rustling in the sheets and the bed dipped a bit before Dean’s entire body was pressed against and wound around Sam’s curled up frame. His fingers ran through Sam’s hair soothingly as he nuzzled Sam’s neck. “I’m here now...I won’t ever leave you,” he murmured.

Staring ahead at nothing, Sam just soaked in the soft words and warmth from his brother. At the last statement, Sam felt sudden anger well up in him again before he turned swiftly and pushed Dean onto his back, growling softly as he glared down at his brother while straddling the slender body under him. “You said that before....why should I believe you?” he hissed out angrily as he pinned his brother to the bed.  He jerked his arms slightly, shaking his brother as he panted shakily. “You left me! You just...just left me! Why?!”

“I told you, Sammy. I couldn’t fight her song...her call to me,” Dean explained quietly as he stared up at his brother calmly. His eyes were dark with concern, but he didn’t do anything to fight Sam.

“And what about when I saved you?! I woke up and you were *gone*!! Just gone without you even plannin' on ever sayin' good bye or explainin'!” Sam cried as tears welled up in his eyes. He shook Dean hard again and then fell forward so his head was resting on Dean’s shoulder. “I thought you were dead...and I saw you leave...I saw you *leave* without even a good bye!” he cried as he gripped Dean’s arms in a tight hold.

The soft sounds of flesh sliding up flesh in a slow caress floated into the room as Dean slid his arms around Sam and held him even with the tight clench on his arms. He tightened his hold when Sam sought to push his arms back down and Sam ended up just releasing the stronger embrace and letting his hands rest on the mattress. The younger brother’s breathing was coming out in heaving pants as he pounded his fists into the mattress a couple of times to vent his anger. “You left...you just left...” he said repeatedly until he was just sobbing breathlessly.

“Now you know how I felt when you left me, Sammy,” Dean murmured and his words stopped Sam’s monologue cold. Sam sat up and stared down at Dean and the older brother didn’t even try to hide his sadness and pain or even the loneliness that had been his existence for the four years that Sam had vacated his life. Sam’s face crumpled slightly as his brow furrowed and Dean watched as remorse and understanding lit his brother’s eyes. “Now you know, Sammy. You left without a word...not even a warnin'. You went to have your own life and I could only sit back and take it up the ass. So, now that you know how it feels to have your heart ripped out and your trust betrayed, would you have denied me the chance as well?” he asked quietly and his tone was somewhat cold.

Bowing his head, Sam trembled for a bit before shaking his head. “M’sorry...m’so so sorry, Dean. I never ever meant to hurt you,” he mumbled as he just let his hair slide forward to hide his face from his brother’s gaze. He didn’t look up as gentle fingers caressed his face and slid into his hair soothingly. “I deserved that...I deserved it so much...”

“No one deserves to lose their family or someone they love in petty revenge. Sammy, I never meant to hurt you either. Now let’s just forget it, k? We have a lot of other things to consider now,” Dean murmured as he massaged Sam’s head. He waited until Sam nodded minutely, and then brought his brother down for a soft, yet tongue filled kiss that turned deep and passionate within a few seconds. Sam moaned and thrust against Dean’s stomach, then stopped and broke the kiss as he sat back, staring at his brother in confusion. Dean tilted his head in question. “What?”

“What...I just...wait, hold on,” Sam responded before moving off of Dean and running his hand along his brother’s body, searching. Dean moaned softly and shifted on the bed, whispering Sam’s name pleadingly as he pushed into the tender touch while shivering from the touches he wanted so much. He bit his lip, and then blinked as Sam’s hand came to rest on his lower abdomen over the flap of flesh that was there. He leaned up onto his elbows and watched his brother touch the flap and smiled in amusement as Sam looked up at him. “What is this, Dean? Does it hurt? I thought you were completely transformed back?” Sam asked in curiosity and worry.

“It’s not bad, geek boy. I’m mostly back to normal, but I’ll return fully to myself after our child is born,” Dean explained with a chuckle. Sam’s eyes widened impossibly as he shifted back, but then he cried out as he fell off of the bed. Dean laughed as he shifted to the edge of the bed to where Sam’s legs were waving a bit in the air as Sam struggled to straighten himself out. “You ok there, Sammy boy?” he asked with a grin.

“D-Did you just say...ch-child?” Sam stuttered out as he managed to turn himself over and sat on his ass while staring at his brother.

“Yeeeaaa? What about it?” Dean drawled out as he cupped his chin on his hand, looking suitably innocent as he grinned at his flabbergasted brother.

Opening his mouth and closing it, Sam stared at his brother in utter disbelief. “What about it?! Dean, you just said...you’re...you’re...”

“Pregnant? Yea happens. So what about it?” Dean replied with a leer.

“Happens?! Dean you’re a *guy*!! Guys don’t get knocked up!!” Sam shouted as he climbed back onto the bed and straddled Dean’s legs after pushing his brother onto his back. “How?! When!? Why?!” he demanded as he leaned over his brother.

“What about Where and What?” Dean inquired mischievously as he put his arms under his head in clear amusement. Sam glared at him and frowned, classic Sam bitch face, and Dean’s grin grew in amusement. “Well, I *guess* I could explain it to you, geek boy. But really Sammy, I’m disappointed. What happened to that big brain of yours?” he teased and chuckled when Sam growled in annoyance. Sighing in satisfaction, Dean licked his lips and bit his lip, looking heavy eyed and seductive, then purred when Sam leaned down for a soft kiss. “All right all right...let me explain before you fuck me, k?” he chided when his mouth was released.

“Mmm then don’t do that. You’re too much to resist,” Sam groaned out before shifting to the side of Dean. He pushed his leg between Dean’s and slid his arm under Dean’s shoulder to bring Dean as close to him as possible.

“Mmm quit doin' foreplay before I explain,” Dean scolded his brother as he pushed his hand on Sam’s chest to push them apart just a bit. “First, the How. I was a merman at the time and the males of that species can, with the right person and bond, become somewhat female and pregnant. When is well...obviously when we fucked in the water. Where...again in the water. What is a kid that is yours and mine.”

Sam took in the information silently as he watched his brother. He caressed a finger along Dean’s jaw and smiled slightly. “You forgot the Why,” he whispered insistently as he looked up into his brother’s gaze.

Dean was silent for a bit as he caressed his finger along Sam’s collarbone. He turned his gaze to Sam’s and smiled. “Because I love you. Simple as that,” he responded and shrugged.

Smirking slightly as he chuckled, Sam shook his head before sighing. He hugged Dean to him as he whispered, “Only you would simplify things like that.” Dean chuckled in his ear and Sam couldn’t help but shift closer and kiss Dean’s neck. When Dean’s breath hitched, he did it again and added a long lick until he could suckle just under Dean’s ear.

A soft moan left Dean’s lips as he arched closer to his brother and his slender fingers dug into Sam’s biceps. Sam pulled Dean to him and moved his mouth to Dean’s mouth, where they resumed the kiss that had started the whole revelation phase. They kissed for a while before Sam broke it and laughed softly into Dean’s mouth. “A baby...we made a baby...”

Grinning as he caressed his hand along Sam’s face, Dean licked at his brother’s mouth. “Yea, Sammy...you and me made a baby. Now fuck me,” he ordered softly.

“No...I think I’ll make love to you,” Sam murmured before kissing Dean again hard and deep. He slowly pressed Dean onto his back and settled between his brother’s legs when they parted for him. He fitted himself against Dean and they both groaned as their cocks slipped and slid against each other when they rocked against the other in pleasure. Sam just rocked for a while as they kissed and let their hands roam around each other’s bodies as their desire spiraled higher and higher.

Sam pulled back after a bit and began licking down Dean’s chest and stopped at the soft nipples, which he proceeded to make hard with his tongue and fingers. His other hand trailed down to under Dean’s cock and sac until he came to the puckered entrance there and, curious, he circled it and pressed in slightly. Dean jerked under him and groaned as he mumbled something. Looking up, Sam grinned somewhat. “Something wrong?” he asked roughly and licked his lips when Dean looked down at him.

Looking down and trying to focus, Dean whispered, “Lube, Sammy...need lube.” When he received a blink of confusion, he sighed and laughed at the same time. “The fuck, Sam! Don’t you know guys need lube to do this? We don’t make it natural like women!” he stated as he whapped Sam upside the head lightly before covering his eyes with an arm.

“Huh? Oh...well I er....well since you’re still um...I just er...thought that you could um...still um...” Sam trailed off and bit his lip as Dean started laughing again.

“I’m part fish, not part woman! Just because I’m preggers does *not* mean that I’m female! Jesus Sam! Now get some lube or do I have to tell you what to do with that too?” Dean inquired with a leer as he sat up and scooted back so he rested against the headboard.

Rolling his eyes, Sam swatted at one of Dean’s legs and growled. “I’m not dumb, ok? Besides, who was the one who forgot to tell me that he could get knocked up before seducing me?” he pointed out while wagging his finger.

“Hey! Not my fault! You smelled way too good and I couldn’t resist! Now hurry it up or I’m taking care of business without you!” Dean shot back before palming his twitching cock and giving it a good twisting stroke. He moaned loudly at his own stroke, taken by the hotness that getting off in front of his brother had produced in him, and let his head fall back while parting and bringing his legs up so he was completely exposed to Sam’s suddenly very intent gaze. He cracked an eye open and stopped stroking himself, but then ran a finger down to where his hole was practically winking encouragingly at Sam. “Sammy...”

“Uh yea?” Sam asked dumbly and swallowed hard as he tore his gaze from the mesmerizing sight of Dean circling that puckered hole with a long finger.

Cocking an eyebrow, Dean smirked as his head lolled to the side. “Lube, Sammy...or a show is all you’re gonna get,” he ordered lowly, his voice a near growl as he rolled his hips and pushed a finger into himself.

Smirking back, Sam put his hands on his hips. “That’s a threat how?” he retorted, then laughed as Dean flicked him off. “Not yet, but soon,” he promised before going into the bathroom and grabbing the standard small bottle of lotion that the hotel had. He returned silently and stopped, observing as Dean slowly caressed his belly, wonder and a quiet happiness shining on his brother’s face as he just gazed down at where their child was growing. ‘Our child...I’m gonna be a dad with my brother...fuck that’s so wrong yet it’s so fucking right it kills me...’ he thought fiercely, pride and love rushing through him hard and forcing him to go straight to the bed so he could kiss his brother possessively, showing just how much he wanted and loved Dean.

Dean moaned into the kiss, surprised by the sudden fierceness that was being displayed, but also very approving of it as he laced his fingers into Sam’s hair to hold the younger man close. He scooted down just a bit as Sam knelt on the bed between his legs and grunted when Sam’s large hands cradled his hips and pulled him onto his brother’s thighs, causing his legs to fall open to either side of Sam. He looked up as Sam released his lips and smiled while Sam just watched him before they both looked down to see Sam’s hand resting on the still flat area that was Dean’s stomach. Dean shivered and bit his lip when Sam bent down and kissed the area in blessing and he would have cried if he was into that.

But his emotions went towards another aspect as that same hand was coated with the lotion before disappearing between Dean’s thighs. He groaned loudly and shuddered, struggling not to arch as a finger was pressed into him gradually. He pushed down, taking in the finger as he bit his lip before Sam’s mouth occupied and distracted him from the pressure and pain down there. His body twisted as Sam fit in two more fingers suddenly, but it quickly became easier to bear as Sam used his tongue to touch every sensitive part on his neck and behind his ears in diversion. Soon he was begging for Sam to put it in while clinging to the broad shoulders and thrusting down wantonly on the four fingers that were pushing into him and stretching him wide.

Leaning back, Sam gazed into his eyes before kissing him softly then removed his fingers for a bit, swallowing the whine that escaped from Dean at their loss. A minute later, that loss was forgotten as something large and solid and definitely *wanted* began to pierce and fill him up until he felt so full he thought he would burst. And it kept going until it was almost painful, but it was wonderful to Dean. It was *Sam* inside of him and nothing had ever felt so good.

Once Sam was fully inside, he rocked slowly, letting his brother adjust to him and giving them both a bit of a breather while still pleasuring them. He leaned down again and kissed his brother hungrily before placing his arms under Dean’s shoulders and pulling his brother up to sit on his lap. Dean cried out as he was pushed down even more onto Sam’s rather large girth, but neither stopped as they wrapped their arms around each other and rocked against the other in a rising beat of desire.

Gasps, pants, growls, and the sounds of the bed squeaking and flesh slapping together filled the room along with whispers of love and each other’s name said in awe as they moved as one just like they always did in life. One mind, body, and soul, they were joined so intimately that one couldn’t tell who started and ended where. Their second time of making love lasted longer than their first explosive time, but it was just as volatile. Dean was reaching back after a bit and bracing himself on the bed and crushed pillows as Sam lifted Dean’s legs up onto his shoulders and thrust even harder and deeper than before as he all but folded his brother in half. Dean’s voice rose up in pleasure until he was shouting Sam’s name and it only drove Sam on, thrusting hard and fast until the bed was almost threatening to collapse.

They came with howls that echoed around them for a bit like they were in a cavern, but it didn’t matter to them as ecstasy drowned them in waves and the shudders from their climaxes made them rigid and locked together before finally allowing them to collapse. Dean’s legs fell to either side of Sam as he gasped for air while Sam could barely hold himself up enough to keep from crushing his brother. He finally turned them to their sides, keeping them locked intimately together and both groaned as they held onto each other until they came to a comfortable position with Dean tucked under Sam’s chin and wrapped in Sam’s arms.  

The only sounds were of their huffing and occasional kisses as they let their bodies relax from their recent exertions before anything else happened. But they didn’t talk anymore since everything had been said. Instead, they just stayed locked together and fell asleep again, both smiling satedly no matter what the world held for them outside.

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