Winsocks have come a long way baby.. ;) I think as much as your beautiful art, the little summary, made my heart skip a beat. Sam has always been madly, deeply, and romantically in love with Dean.
In my head canon, he's the one that made the first move, the first touch. Late one night, under the covers of a cheap motel bed that he had to share with Dean. He was maybe 15, Dean 19, for years he had been quietly touching himself while thinking of Dean lying directly beside him. Bowed legs sprawled out over his, naked chest peeking out from under the sheet, the tiny slip of light from the Motel sign playing across his face, making his freckles stand out against his pail skin and Sam couldn't stand it any more. He caresses Dean's face, brushes his cheek with the back of his hand and Dean's eyes flutter open. There is awkward silence, stuttered breathing and unbreakable eye contact before Sam kisses Dean, lets himself taste the plump sultry lips he's been thinking about for years. He's not sure what he's doing, never kissed a boy before but to be hopelessly in love with his brother and never ever acting on it, that would crush his world forever. And here I go writing ficlets again in your comments. You can ban me if you want, I am a thunder stealer.
I can see your Anime influences in this one, you're pieces now are more representative of how they actually look but I love this style too. As Always, Sam in plaid and the Amulet. Again with the Emotion, the way Sam is kneeling between Dean's legs just does me in. Dean staring down at him like that.. really you know there is crotch nuzzling gonna happen any second.
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Date: 2013-01-31 09:52 pm (UTC)In my head canon, he's the one that made the first move, the first touch. Late one night, under the covers of a cheap motel bed that he had to share with Dean. He was maybe 15, Dean 19, for years he had been quietly touching himself while thinking of Dean lying directly beside him. Bowed legs sprawled out over his, naked chest peeking out from under the sheet, the tiny slip of light from the Motel sign playing across his face, making his freckles stand out against his pail skin and Sam couldn't stand it any more. He caresses Dean's face, brushes his cheek with the back of his hand and Dean's eyes flutter open. There is awkward silence, stuttered breathing and unbreakable eye contact before Sam kisses Dean, lets himself taste the plump sultry lips he's been thinking about for years. He's not sure what he's doing, never kissed a boy before but to be hopelessly in love with his brother and never ever acting on it, that would crush his world forever. And here I go writing ficlets again in your comments. You can ban me if you want, I am a thunder stealer.
I can see your Anime influences in this one, you're pieces now are more representative of how they actually look but I love this style too. As Always, Sam in plaid and the Amulet. Again with the Emotion, the way Sam is kneeling between Dean's legs just does me in. Dean staring down at him like that.. really you know there is crotch nuzzling gonna happen any second.
Long comment is long.