spn_30snapshots: Cuffs (1. Role Play)
Title: Cuffs
Author: beatlemaniac9
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam/Dean
Claim: Sam/Dean
Theme: 7: Get Your Kink On
Prompt(s): 1. Role Play
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I put in a request to Santa for this, but no dice. I do not own. :(
Summary: Dean has this fantasy of Sam playing the bad cop.
It’s official. Dean watches too much porn.
His innocent, caring brother sitting in the seat beside him should not be featured in his naughty daydreams while he drives; or ever, for that matter.
Yesterday, Dean was pulled over by a sexy female officer, and all that happened was a speeding ticket. So, Dean pictured Sam as the cop.
Needless to say, in his daydreams, things got a little further.
Dean didn’t fight when Sam bent him over the hood, pulling his arms behind him to cuff together.
“Gonna teach you a real lesson, Dean.” Sam growls in his ear, “Because clearly, tickets aren’t enough for you.”
Dean is pulled up, turned around, and shoved hard onto his knees. He can feel the gravel digging in beneath his jeans, and the discomfort of it only makes the dream more real.
He knows that Sam isn’t a cop, and will never be a cop, but if they were together, Dean’s got no doubt in his mind that Sam would pretend for him.
Sinking back into the daydream, he salivated as Sam unzipped his own fly.
“Dean!” The real Sam brought his attention back to the road, where he was drifting out of his lane.
“Sorry, Sammy.”
Author: beatlemaniac9
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam/Dean
Claim: Sam/Dean
Theme: 7: Get Your Kink On
Prompt(s): 1. Role Play
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I put in a request to Santa for this, but no dice. I do not own. :(
Summary: Dean has this fantasy of Sam playing the bad cop.
It’s official. Dean watches too much porn.
His innocent, caring brother sitting in the seat beside him should not be featured in his naughty daydreams while he drives; or ever, for that matter.
Yesterday, Dean was pulled over by a sexy female officer, and all that happened was a speeding ticket. So, Dean pictured Sam as the cop.
Needless to say, in his daydreams, things got a little further.
Dean didn’t fight when Sam bent him over the hood, pulling his arms behind him to cuff together.
“Gonna teach you a real lesson, Dean.” Sam growls in his ear, “Because clearly, tickets aren’t enough for you.”
Dean is pulled up, turned around, and shoved hard onto his knees. He can feel the gravel digging in beneath his jeans, and the discomfort of it only makes the dream more real.
He knows that Sam isn’t a cop, and will never be a cop, but if they were together, Dean’s got no doubt in his mind that Sam would pretend for him.
Sinking back into the daydream, he salivated as Sam unzipped his own fly.
“Dean!” The real Sam brought his attention back to the road, where he was drifting out of his lane.
“Sorry, Sammy.”