jerksbitch
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(ive reread this so many times and edited sm i rly hope theres no typos)
should warn you ive never written any fetish content before. but ever since i was a little girl i dreamed of somebody pissing their pants. i cant help myself when it comes to these two. i dont know whos the bigger freak, them or i. enjoy. -
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i was asked on tumblr ab nsfw wincest headcanons and i suddenly blacked out while thinking about frotting and my body wrote 400 words without me. so basically just some pervy thoughts i have. this is my first attempt at writing since 2014 and i think my first ever attempt at nsfw wincest (or nsfw in general), let me know what you think of it!
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Gabe, the trickster, sends Team Free Will into an alternate universe.. again!
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Heat of the Blood by queerly_it_is for heard_the_owl (heardtheowl)
Fandoms: Supernatural
07 Jun 2012
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While camped out at a motel in a roasting Texas summer, Sam makes a new friend. Dean really isn't happy about it.
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After two vegetarian restaurants, an almost serious usage of the term “buttercup,” and an incident with Dean's mouth pressed against his ear, Sam came to the disorienting conclusion that they were quite possibly dating. Or, more accurately, that Dean was honest-to-god courting him like a modern-day knight in distressed leather armour.
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Deanna's about to tease him when she realizes what Sam's looking at. It's her, all soaking wet, in nothing but a sports bra and underwear, scanty fabric clinging and water beaded on her skin.
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Sam's having a new kind of psychic vision. A kind that involves Dean.
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It was glaring at him, almost, from the crease of Dean’s arm-and-torso as he faced away from Sam. Curly, barely-brown hair, teasing its way out just a little… undoubtedly cleared of any soap or deodorant scents as they had both more than sweated it all off in the hunt they’d just come back from… Sam sat down harshly on the closest bed - Dean’s - as his vision suddenly swam with humiliating levels of arousal. He wasn’t fourteen anymore, barraged with crazy levels of uncontrollable hormones that didn’t even constitute as arousal, really, but as it turned out, seventeen wasn’t much better.
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The Hidden Side Effects of Wanting to Fuck Your Older Brother From a Very Young Age, an exposé.