[b]Summary:[/b] He was almost forty and he was expected to dress up as a damn elf. As Santa's Little Helper, Dean's glare intensified as the annoyingly cheery voice of the girl from the other ngày filled his head again. He wasn't little, damn it!

Sam sets out to prove his father and brother wrong. He’s not some knot slut, unable to control himself simply because he’s in heat. He’s in complete control. At least, until it comes to his brother.

What if they discovered a magic ritual that was really useful, but not even exactly necessary, and all Sam and Dean had to do was just kiss? And what if that still changed everything?

Sam and Dean go on a hunt at a Florida movie theatre where a person has died at every Saturday matinee for a month. They are short on clues, leaving nothing to distract Sam from his increasingly inappropriate thoughts about his brother.

Sam Wesson admits that he doesn't know much about Dean Smith. And yeah, he'd like to know more. One thing leads to another, and while getting carried away might sometimes be a bad thing, Dean lying naked in his giường certainly isn't.

AU người hâm mộ fiction - Dean Winchester is a career criminal who is caught bởi the FBI. The FBI calls in their best interrogator, Sam Wesson, to crack Dean, and Dean learns something about Sam.

Sam D'Eboli is a mobster. Special Agent Dean Winchester is assigned to take him down. A connection that won't be denied, and secrets revealed, Dean's objective may no longer be the same as the FBI's.

Sam/Dean oneshot. If Sam and Dean had known the kind of imprint left behind on the old Queen size mattress, they'd have probably just slept on the floor.

Sam/Dean người hâm mộ fiction, oneshot, E rated. Summary in comments.