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[samuelthewitch]

Sam watched and listened to the exchange, a little excited about Dean being so dominant with Armand. And Armand was clearly enjoying himself.

He started stroking himself to the sight of their new member being all flustered and frustrated that he wasn't allowed any pleasure now. And Dean was always a sight.

When Dean was stripped off all clothes—finally—he reached for his brother to pull him on his body.

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

Sam purred when Dean bit him, he loved the absolute possessiveness Dean showed when someone else was around. Now he pushed Dean in the sheets, naked as they were, except Dean's pants. He gave Dean another look. Okay?

“Dean's turn first. You watch and yearn.”

He gave Armand a smirk. “If you're begging sweet enough we maybe let you.”

Sam had one hand tugged in Dean's briefs and the other petted Armand bum. “Turn around. Show me that pretty cock throbbing for us.”

When Dean gave his okay or removed the last piece of clothing himself the fun could begin.

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

Sam gripped in Dean's hair to press him harder on his body, loving how he was worshipped by his beloved brother. His tattoos started heating up and radiating a soft golden light. This was maybe, just a little, to impress Armand.

“The rough fucking, boy. Let's see if you can take that.”

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

Dean desperately wants Jack to kill God and Amara. Sam has just found out that Billie would take over as God and that everyone who has ever died would die again. But Dean doesn't listen. Even pulls his gun in Sam!

Dean: I don't care if Billie gets what she wants! I don't, man! I'd trade it all. I'd trade 'em all for Chuck in a heartbeat!

Sam: What about me? Would you ... trade me?

Favourite quote per episode

15.17 Unity

Sam says a few more things, about how Dean has always protected him. But I think this was the true turning point. That's when Dean realised: No he wouldn't. He wouldn't and couldn't go through with his plan of it meant losing Sam.

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Carry On Anniversary Week

Tuesday: Sam and Dean's Domestic Life

This post is inspired by the views of my friend @missjackil on domestic Winchesters and some of my favourite moments of them doing normal things with and for each other, choosing to be with each other always, even when there's nothing interesting to do ❤️

[samuelthewitch]

“Dean can take it, Armand. But will you?”

He kissed and caressed Dean's face, now really in need of his brother's touches, and also feeling so hot and bothered by Armand's presence, it would be so hard, so damn hard to not just eat him up alongside Dean.

Sam wound out of his shirt and exposed his chest. Arms, back, chest and stomach covered in magic tattoos. Each of them had a function to serve and as always down in the dungeon his protection runes glowed softly.

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

Sam chuckled in the kiss and brought Dean underneath, his hands roaming and pulling on Dean's clothes.

“He’s right, Armand. Naughty boys can only watch and be patient until it's their turn.”

He grasps for Dean's mind. This will be fun, brother. Is he allowed to see all of you or do you want to keep something on?

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

while spn did become one of the most ridiculous shows ever by the end, nobody can convince me that dean and sam didnt have the best sibling dynamic relationship shown in tv media.

the bickering and inside jokes they have while still loving each other truly that they would die to protect the other. At the same time they showed the real anger and resentment that will always happen between even healthy sibling relationships. The resentments of everything they missed in their life and they has to experience due to actions of the other sibling is so real.

Dean being the older sibling with the pressure of being responsible and taking care of everything that is tangible like money, food or younger sibling in the family but had the full attention of the parents for a while

Sam as the younger one being a bit more spoilt with opportunities but the parents being hands off (or in his case neglected) but is expected to give the emotional support of the family

[samuelthewitch]

I don’t know what I would’ve done, if I didn’t have you.

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“Maybe don't even let you cum at all while we have all the fun.”

Sam grinned. He was ready for shenanigans that teased Armand before Sam would have him.

“Move over, little boy. Let the big guys enjoy themselves.”

He gave Armand another very light slap on his sore bum. He'd have him soon enough.

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

“Tease the hell out of him...” Sam echoed. “Yeah. I think that's a great idea.”

It bothered Sam a little that Armand didn't open up more and he wondered if that was because Dean was here or Sam did something wrong, that made him feel out of it again.

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

Book of Hours. Workshop of Gerard Horenbout. Cologne, Germany ca.1500

[samuelthewitch]

Sam sensed Dean nudging him mentally and looked up. And he felt a little insecure, because he couldn't answer Dean's question to his own satisfaction

No restraints. No hits in the face. Punishment's over. He seems to be into plugs and ... Sam nodded over to the toys he brought. Gives you an idea but...

Sam stopped and pulled up to Armand's side. He kissed the boy's shoulder and then his lips for the first time. Damn, he was sweet. Sam could get used to it.

“Armand, how can we make you happy? Now that punishment is done-” he gently massaged Armand's cheeks but couldn't resist to get back into teasing him. “You know, we could plug you up and make you watch a little before we...” he pressed his lips together, “it’s up to you to tell us. Dean and I know each other but we don't know you that well.”

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

Armand's swearing meant he liked it. That calmed Sam down immediately. He enjoyed giving oral maybe the most of vanilla practices and he wanted to start with something that was considered tame.

His tongue teased and nudged Armand, changing between licking, sucking and penetrating the boy with the tip of his tongue.

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

“Okay. Just say the word of something's too much.”

Sam keeps going again and this time not only spreading Armand's cheeks to kiss them.. after a kiss and a gentle bite, Sam's tongue flicks over Armand's skin. Very close to his hole. And by now Sam's so worked up he has to dig his fingernails in his own palm to stop himself from making very loud noises.

He rather spread Armand even more, his thumbs straightening Armand's skin and Sam licks over Armand's anus and waits for response.

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

Sam stopped in his tracks immediately. “Are you alright? Should I stop?”

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”

[samuelthewitch]

Sam didn't much an inch, just slightly scratched Armand's back and then bent down once again. He parted Armand's butt cheeks and started kissing his way between them. It was hard not to just bite him so hard it'll be visible for days.

Armand was supposed to be looking through his father's things, trying to make sense of it, as well as practice the lesson that Sam and Rowena had left him. Instead, he opted for a lazy day, napping, the pile of books knocked over so he could put his feet up.

It's been hours since Sam and Rowena left Armand to study and something told Sam that she should be done by now. It was almost dinner time and the boy still hasn't showed up again.

“Armand! Armand!” Sam took the stairs up the room where he left the boy.

To discover him sleeping.

On codices! Centuries old!

“Are you kidding me, boy?!”