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SPN Fic: Sinners and Saints (3/?) (S/D)

Title: Sinners and Saints
Author: emella
Rating: R
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Warnings: Undeathfic. And ya know, the whole gay incest thing.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em.
Spoilers: Dead Man's Blood. Eventual General AHBL/Season 3.
Summary: Vampires mate for life. "Dean’s eyes snap open..."

Previous Parts here.



When Dean wakes up he feels like his body is coming awake after an eon of sleep. Like when a limb falls asleep and it wakes up it tingles and throbs, becoming aware of wakefulness again. His entire body is just awake.

Dean’s eyes snap open and everything is different. He smells rain and his blood (which is bizarre considering he doesn’t even really know what he smells like) and city and people and it smells strongest of home. He can smell everything, and in the dark confines of the car he makes out Sam, huddled against the Impala’s door, his hand thrown awkwardly over Dean’s ankle. He’s asleep and Dean doesn’t even need to hear his deep breathing to know it.

Dean’s not stupid. He knows what’s happened to him. He remembers the struggle and the bite. He remembers the hot, bitter taste of blood.

He presses a hand to his throat and feels a scar in the shape of the bite, just there, slightly raised to his touch.

With an unneeded shuddering breath Dean realizes he’s hungry. So hungry. His stomach aches and something from inside him burns with the need for blood.

Dean sits up gingerly, but Sam comes awake anyway, head jerking in Dean’s direction.

They don’t speak, but their eyes meet and for a minute there’s just silence and the sound of rain hitting the Impala’s roof.

Slowly, so slowly, Sam reaches for his collar and he pulls it away from his neck. He tilts his chin to the side and Dean can feel that hunger inside him burst into life. He growls, low in his throat and he’s at Sam’s throat in an instant.

Sam gasps and Dean tilts Sam’s head back gently, palms cupping his skull. His tongue comes out to lick a path up Sam’s throat. He tastes like everything and nothing at the same time. He tastes like blood and sweat and Sam.

Dean feels his mouth ache and his fangs jump to life slicing across his tongue. Sam moans and Dean sinks his teeth into Sam’s throat. That’s when they both know.

Vampires mate for life. They mate forever.

Sam and Dean, forever.

Part 4
Tags: fic, sinners & saints, slash fic, supernatural
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