Happy Birthday Missis.
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It's an old drabble with a new picture. Done without references in pencil, biro and GIMP - so the likenesses are a bit dodgy! Sam's come out a tad young and pretty.

Unbeta'd fill for the square dungeons for hc_bingo

Title: Oh Bondage, Up Yours!
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam/Dean
Prompt: dungeons
Medium: Fic
Wordcount: c4k
Rating: N-17
Warnings: BDSM, caning, bondage, angsty porn, porny angst - probably more angst than porn
Summary: Sam might have got a full ride at Stanford, but that doesn’t mean he has enough money to pay his way without finding part time work.  He just wasn’t expecting to end up working in the local BDSM Club.
Author’s note: Title from Brit punk band X-Ray Specs.  My first venture into the world of BDSM, thanks to a friend of mine who worked for a while behind the bar in a club vaguely similar to Domnio’s.  Some of Sam’s experiences belong to her…thanks for letting me steal them, babe.  This one’s for you.


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Title: Blood Brothers

Word count: 100

Warnings: Blood play, cutting

Rating: N-17

Summary: Dean’s blood unites the brothers like nothing else can.  Season 4, post Hell, probably should count as AU.

 

The air is heavy with the scent of iron. It’s earthy; human; grounding.

 

For Sam the taste is at once arousing and sobering, erasing Ruby’s maddening sulphuric acid-blood from his body, chasing the demon-darkness back to Hell. 

 

For Dean the pain is cleansing fire; Sam’s knife carving him with love, Sam’s cock impaling him with desire, each cut and thrust wiping him clean, neutralising the touch of Hell from his skin.

 

Alastair swept away in a bloody tide – homicide, suicide, let it slide.

 

Dean’s blood fizzes on Sam’s tongue like pop-rocks and coke. 

 

Maybe it will kill them both eventually.