Wincest One Shots

Tickle Fights

Warning• EXTREME FLUFF, Wincest, EXTREME TICKLING, MalexMale

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"Dean! Stop it!"
I manage to giggle out.
"Your laugh is so adorable, baby."
He continued to wiggle his fingers in my sides, making me laugh.
I squirmed and kicked.
"Babe! Stop kicking!"
"Well then stop tickling me!"
He stopped, and came in on top of me.

He started kissing my bare chest, made his was up to my neck, and finally met my lips.
He pulled back, and looked at me with a smirk on his lips and love in his eyes.
"Dean.....what are you doing....?"
He started tickling my sides again.
"Dean!" I laughed.
I started to kick again.
"FUCK! Sammy,"
I kicked his beautiful, perfect face.
"Babe, I'm so sorry."
I held his face and kissed him.
"Ouch, fuck...."
His forehead started to bruise.

"Let me get an icepack Dean. I'll be back."
I kissed his forehead and he cringed.
I got some ice, and when I went back into his room, I couldn't find him.
"Dean? Baby I got some ice.."
Nothing.

I walked into the room, and Dean popped out from the closet.
I screamed,
"FUCK! Dean...You scared the shit out of me."
"Sorry babe."
He pushed me on top of the bed and collapsed on top of me.
"I'm still going to tickle you! You think a little bruise to the head would stop me?" He grinned.

He moved his fingers deeper into my side, spazzing my abdomen muscles.
"Dean! Oh my god stop!"
He stopped again, and kissed my lips softly.
He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my forehead.
"I love you, baby."
"I love you too, Dean."

I decided it was time for me to get payback, so I flipped over, leaving Dean on the bottom, and started tickling him.
"Sammy! Babe stop!"
He said between laughs.
"Nope."
I pulled off his shirt to get better access.
"Sam! Stop! My stomach hurts from all this laughing!"
"Now you know how I felt!"
I was so happy at myself, tickling my perfect, amazing older brother. I was so happy I got to spend every day with him.

I stopped tickling Dean, and collapsed on his chest. He pulled my face towards his and put his soft lips on mine. We moved our lips in sync, me loving every moment of the kiss.
I pulled away, and started to kiss his lips over and over again. He entangled his fingers in my hair, and I cupped his face.

He put my head on his chest and kissed my forehead. He stroked my hair and held me close.
"I love you Sammy. Don't forget that."
"I love you too Dean. Don't ever leave me, please?"
"Wouldn't dream of it baby boy."
He kissed my lips and soon fell asleep. I followed after a while, listening to his heartbeat.

I woke up sometime in the middle of the night to find that Dean wasn't in bed. I darted up, thinking something bad happened, took me handgun off the dresser and went in the hallways of the bunker to try to look for him.
"Dean? Baby? Where are you?"
I thought I heard something from a room in the next hallway.
"Who's there?"

I started to hear crying, and it sounded like it was coming from my room.

"Dean?"
"Oh, Sam..."
Dean said, wiping away his tears. I put my gun down, and ran over to him.
"Dean what's wrong?"
"S-sammy, th-they, they took you a-away from me. They, they killed you...." He burst out in tears.
"Dean,"
I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close to my bare chest.
"It's okay, I'm here...Right here with you."
I held his face up and kissed him.
He clutched my boxers and I could feel his tears streaming down my chest.

He stood up, and I got up and he clashed into me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I could still hear his sobs, every time he gasped for breath, my heart shattered. I couldn't stand when he was like this, I hated it....
"Dean, it's okay. Nobody can hurt us, I won't let them. I love you, and nobody can change that."
Between his sobs he said,
"I love you too Sammy."

He pulled back, and I wiped his tears and kissed his cheek.
"Don't ever leave me Sammy..."
He buried his head in my chest and grabbed a fist full of my boxers.
"I promise babe, I won't leave you. Ever."
"Okay," He sniffed.
"Let's go back in your room and get some sleep. Okay baby?"
"Okay."
I carried him bridal style and plopped him on the bed.
He giggled.
I tickled his sides, and he laughed that gorgeous, sexy laugh.
I laid back in the bed and he snuggled his head into my chest.
"I love you Sam."
I kissed his forehead.
"I love you too, Dean."