Work Text:
Drabble: Reclaiming
by Spikewil
spikewil@orange.nl
POV Sam
How dare she kiss him! Those soft lips are mine. The moment we are out of sight, I order him to stop the car. He looks at me and I watch happily as his eyes grow wide before I deeply kiss him.
He knows punishment is on its way.
"Drive us to the nearest motel!" I instruct huskily.
POV Dean
The moment Andrea kissed me; I knew I was in trouble, like I always am when I let someone else kiss me. The heated stare he gives me, makes me shiver all over.
I hear his instruction after we drive out of town and I know I'm in some kind of punishment when we arrive at the motel. It has been awhile since we've touched. This town wasn't keen on letting two men touch each other, even how innocent the touch was.
A hand rests on my thigh as he squeezes it, silently guiding me to the nearest parking lot. As Sam gets us a room, I'm waiting in the car, slightly impatiently, but scared as well. I never know what kind of punishment I'm in for.
He returns to the car, looks at me and with that soft but stern voice, he tells "Room 304. I've got some reclaiming to do."