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Fic: Truth (SPN, Sam/Dean, Wincest)

Posted on 2009.11.02 at 10:52
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Day two of WriSoMiFu, and I failed yesterday on the very first day! This may be some kind of record for unproductivity. However, I've (I hope) atoned by spending a good hour or more writing today.

I was taken by the Sam and Dean drabble-a-thon and picked the prompt "Truth". It's 800 words dead on, and yes it is Wincest-tastic, which I realise rules out a fair few of you, but I'm putting it here for linking purposes as I failed to keep it short enough to post as comment!fic.


“Sam, would you just drop it?” Dean gazes sightlessly out into the dark. Considers putting his fist through the glass, just as a distraction. Anything to shut his goddamn pain in the ass brother the fuck up.

“No.” Well, that’s a shocker. “Not this time, Dean.”

Dean turns, takes a step towards Sam, fists balled by his sides. “Jesus, why not? What in God’s name do you want from me?”

“The truth. I want the truth. Tell me, Dean.”

“No!” Shit. “I mean...there’s nothing to tell, there’s no truth.” He’s kind of half-yelling, hoping to cover his slip with anger, knowing that never works with Sam. It doesn’t this time either.

Sam moves into Dean’s space, up close and all too damn personal, and Dean hates himself for it but he backs off, careful backward steps until he hits solid wall and there’s no place left to go. Sam stops too, not close enough to touch but leaving no escape route without a full-on fight, and Dean’s beginning to think it’ll come to that pretty soon. Wants it to, just a little, but that’s part of Sam’s truth and there’s no way he’s going there.

“I could make you. You know I could.”

“Come again?” Dean’s stalling, gets Sam’s meaning perfectly but really doesn’t want to think about it. He hasn’t forgotten Andy, the Psychic Kid (can’t help it, he always kind of mentally capitalises those words, like they’re some kind of superhero name). Hasn’t forgotten the way his head swam and his thoughts scattered as he spilled his soul to a total stranger while his brother looked on in horror. But Sam sure as hell can’t do that.

He really wishes he was more certain of that.

Sam’s watching now, silent, considering, disconcerting as all hell. Gives this kind of little nod, like he’s come to a decision. Moves in the final step, no air left between them. Grabs Dean’s wrists, grip just the right side of painful (and Dean can’t quite remember which the right side is any more). Bends his head so that his lips are all but brushing against Dean’s ear. And whispers, soft and devastating.

“Tell. The truth.”

And that’s it. Dean’s mind fractures, control gone, and it’s almost a relief. His whole body tingles, and it’s the most alive he’s felt since – since ever, maybe. And everything he’s been hiding, all the secrets – the truth - breaks free in one huge cathartic burst.

“Fine. Fine, Sam. Yeah, I’ve thought about it, dreamt about it, for so damn long – till it’s hard just being in the same room with you sometimes. Jesus, Sammy, the things I could do to you. And it kills me, knowing I can’t, but you’re my brother and I’m supposed to protect you, not want to fuck you, and God help me but sometimes I think the thing you need protecting from most is me.”

He can still feel Sam’s breath warm on his ear, his neck, his own breathing shallow and fast in response. Sam’s grip relaxes, and he pushes back slightly, enough so he can look at Dean, gaze intense, almost demon-dark.

“Thank you.” And there’s a catch in his voice that would have undone Dean if he wasn’t already in pieces. He should hate Sam for pulling the psychic shit on him, but at the moment he just can’t bring himself to care.

“I get it, Dean, I do. But you gotta understand, I don’t want protection. Not from this. So I’m going to make it real easy for you.”

He brushes his tongue, feather-light, over Dean’s lower lip, and Dean’s suddenly glad of the restraining hold on his wrists, because he’s fairly sure he’d have hit the ceiling otherwise. And Sam’s not done.

“You don’t need to do a thing, Dean. I’m going to strip you, piece by piece till there’s nothing to hide you from me. Then I’m going to take you to that bed over there, and I’m going to fuck you – so slow, Dean, so gentle, fuck all the guilt and the angst out of you till there’s nothing left in you but need, till all you can do is beg. And when you beg – when you’re sobbing and gasping and all you can say is ‘Sam’ and ‘please’ – then I’ll let you come. That’s how it’s going to be.”

Dean realises he isn’t breathing when his vision starts to blur and his legs threaten to give out under him. He takes a deep, shaky breath. Swallows, hard.

“Christ, Sam.” And his voice is hoarse, wrecked. “How the hell do you do that?

“Do what?”

“That. That whole mind-control mojo thing.”

“Oh, that.” Sam smiles, wide and open, with an edge of pure wickedness that damn near stops Dean’s heart.

“I can’t, Dean.”


Comments:


Callisto
callistosh65 at 2009-11-02 13:43 (UTC) (Link)
Ah, yes!!! So nice to see you scribbling these two again.. Loved the charge in the air you create between them here, and your Dean voice is great. He hasn’t forgotten Andy, the Psychic Kid (can’t help it, he always kind of mentally capitalises those words..) Just the perfect aside that is so damn Dean!

Thank you - and thank you for pointing this drabble-a-thon out. I sense a lot of time about to be sucked..*g*

Edited at 2009-11-02 13:44 (UTC)
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-02 14:18 (UTC) (Link)
Thanks! I just can't stay away from these two for long - I keep meaning to give some time to other fandoms, but Dean just draws me back (and who am I to refuse?!)

You're more than welcome on the drabble-a-thon link. And yes, I have a feeling it will become quite consuming!
our roads may be golden, or broken, or lost
elliemurasaki at 2009-11-02 14:30 (UTC) (Link)
This is beautiful.
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-02 17:54 (UTC) (Link)
Oh, thank you! :D
rockstarpeach
rockstarpeach at 2009-11-02 14:31 (UTC) (Link)
Oh!!! *smiles*

I just love it when Dean can't control himself like that. Heh, and then Sammy takes away his excuse. Nice :)
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-02 17:56 (UTC) (Link)
Out-of-control!Dean is my favourite flavour of all! *g* And he does make it so easy for Sam to get one over on him! Thank you. :)
I'm Mulder, She's Scully
runedgirl at 2009-11-02 14:59 (UTC) (Link)
Hah! Perfect ending, so very well done. Mmm, boys :)
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-02 17:58 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you! I'm glad you liked it, especially the ending, and thanks for taking the time to comment. I'm still new enough to be a bit nervous when I post SPN fic. :)
Allyson
littleone87 at 2009-11-02 20:18 (UTC) (Link)
Pure genius! I LOVED IT. The ending? Holy Shit. That's how much of an effect Sam has on Dean. He didn't even use the mind control and Dean was putty in his hands! EEEEE!

Please tell me you'll write more for the drabble a thon? Thanks for pimping it too!
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-03 02:59 (UTC) (Link)
I think I'll certainly write more for the drabble-a-thon - it's a great vehicle for someone like me (new and still working things out) to really get to grips with the characters. A fantastic idea - thank you for your enabling! And (for the small amount of pimpage I did) you're more than welcome. :D

Edited at 2009-11-03 03:10 (UTC)
Allyson
littleone87 at 2009-11-03 03:13 (UTC) (Link)
YES! I'm so excited you'll write more! I am so glad you're having a good time, and that it's helping you as a writer. I will definitely have to host more.

:D :D :D
the key of the day and the lock of the night
locknkey at 2009-11-03 01:00 (UTC) (Link)
I kind of loved this, especially the end. It just gets at how weel Sam knows Dean and understand him. :)
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-03 03:04 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you! :D I've read a lot of your writing and loved it - you have a real flair for description, and I'm a horrible lurker otherwise I'd have said so before - and it's a delight to have positive feedback from people I recognise and like in the fandom. (So much talent around these parts!)
the key of the day and the lock of the night
locknkey at 2009-11-03 22:40 (UTC) (Link)
Thanks so much! It's always nice to hear that someone appreciates what you're putting out there. :)

You're correct, there is a tone of talent in this fandom!
and then we lit it on fire
electricalgwen at 2009-11-03 01:42 (UTC) (Link)
AAAAAAHHHH OMG YES. *flails* I love it! The heat and the power - I love dominant!Sammy - and the description of Sam's eyes "almost demon-dark", and the catch in his voice... YUM. :)
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-03 03:06 (UTC) (Link)
Your dominant!Sammy-love sits very nicely with my dominated!Dean-love! XD I'm so glad you liked this - thanks for commenting.
auroramama
auroramama at 2009-11-03 02:11 (UTC) (Link)
That was fun. And lovely to read aloud.
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-03 03:09 (UTC) (Link)
And right there you win my 'favourite comment' award. I just love working on the voices, whether it's the dialogue or the inner POV, and all my favourite fics are ones I read aloud. And I'm so glad other people do that, cause, hell, it's embarrassing sitting alone in front of a laptop doing Dean-voice! Thank you so much. :D
keerawa
keerawa at 2009-11-03 03:24 (UTC) (Link)
Grabs Dean’s wrists, grip just the right side of painful (and Dean can’t quite remember which the right side is any more).
Guh. Man, Sam telling Dean exactly what he's going to do to him - so fucking hot.
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-03 09:34 (UTC) (Link)
Heh, and Dean gets all tingly when Sam takes control like that! Glad the hot worked for you, I have a real kink for dirty talk in fic but I haven't written it often.
Ciaran
andreth47 at 2009-11-03 05:25 (UTC) (Link)
AWESOME. Sneaky Sam! :D
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-03 09:35 (UTC) (Link)
Sam's fun when he's devious, and Dean just makes it so easy! XD Thanks - really glad you enjoyed.
meesasometimes
meesasometimes at 2009-11-03 14:37 (UTC) (Link)
Simply put, OMG!
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-03 17:00 (UTC) (Link)
In the good way, I hope! :D Thank you.
Leigh
leighm at 2009-11-04 21:21 (UTC) (Link)
Just YES.

*loves*

This was recced in today's edition of crack_impala:)
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-04 22:38 (UTC) (Link)
Wow, thanks so much! My first rec in this fandom, and the level of squee I'm feeling now is undignified! :DDD I'm delighted you liked it.
MacByrne
macbyrne at 2009-11-05 00:25 (UTC) (Link)
This...oh my god...this is just so goddamn perfect. Absolutely perfect. KILLER last line, and Sam telling Dean exactly what he's going to do?? SO GODDAMN HOT. Amazing job. Just perfect.
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-05 20:17 (UTC) (Link)
So - you liked it then? ;) Seriously, thanks so much for your lovely comment - I'm delighted you enjoyed it. :)
yourlibrarian
yourlibrarian at 2009-11-05 03:25 (UTC) (Link)

Truth

Heh, wonderful last line.
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-05 20:18 (UTC) (Link)

Re: Truth

I'm really pleased you thought so - it sounded fine in my head, but you never really know till it's out there. Thank you. :)
Faye
fayedoll at 2009-11-05 16:38 (UTC) (Link)
Haha, who needs mind-controlling-mojo when you're a)smokin' hot b) too smart for everyone, especially your big brother c) Sam Winchester? ;D
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-05 20:36 (UTC) (Link)
Lol - quite! Dean just needed a good excuse to get with the programme! :D
biancathecookie
biancathecookie at 2009-11-05 18:10 (UTC) (Link)
OOOOH my god you just killed me. Seriously, that was SO BEAUTIFUL.
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-05 20:40 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you so much! I'm really pleased I brought about your demise you enjoyed it! :))

(Speaking of beautiful, great icon.)
biancathecookie
biancathecookie at 2009-11-06 00:11 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you I made it myself! *iz proud*
you've never looked more beautiful, darling
mistyzeo at 2009-11-05 21:23 (UTC) (Link)
Ahh! Yes! Perfect. Sneaky!Sam is sneaky!
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2009-11-08 16:07 (UTC) (Link)
Yes he is - and don't we just love him for it?! :D Thanks for commenting - reallly glad you enjoyed it.
joan_waterhouse
joan_waterhouse at 2014-05-19 16:09 (UTC) (Link)
What a lovely fic! And what a perfect twist at the end. :)
I, being poor, have only my dreams.
bistokids at 2014-05-19 21:57 (UTC) (Link)
You know what's really lovely? Getting a nice comment on fic you wrote years ago. I've pretty much stopped writing now (for the time being, anyway) so it's doubly fun to get this out of the blue. Thanks so much, and I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)
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