The New Kid In Town

THE NEW KID IN TOWN

BY

JOXIE


Title : The New Kid In Town

Author : Joxie

Pairing : Sam/Dean

Rating : R

Summary : A peek into the world of Sam, Dean and Robbie. A collection of short stories and drabbles set in the Naturally Supernatural universe.

Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.

Disclaimer : I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

D For Dean D For Domestic

It caught the light and caught Robbie’s attention at the same time. A chubby little hand reached out to grab it only to be stopped by a much larger one and a tutting sound.

“That’s Pop’s amulet mustn’t touch” Dean scolded.

“Give Momma, give Momma” Robbie demanded disapprovingly.

Dean grimaced his plans to get Robbie to call him anything but Mom were failing miserably much to Sam’s delight.

“Time for bed” he announced swinging Robbie up into his arms.

“No….No bed” Robbie yelled shaking his head.

“Yes yes” Dean returned as Robbie took a breath “don’t even think about it or I’ll let Sammy feed you porridge tomorrow” he threatened.

Robbie went quiet “You think porridge is bad wait until he starts shoving muesli down your throat.”

Dean settled Robbie down checked he was wearing his bangle and laid a salt ring around his bed.

He kissed his cheek and whispered “Go to sleep.”

Robbie snuggled down looking innocent as only the very young can. Dean switched the light off and went to the kitchen.

“I’ve turned into a god damn housewife” he muttered to himself “taking care of the baby, making sure there’s a hot meal waiting for my man.”

Dean opened the oven door to check the pizza as he stood up again a pair of strong arms curled around him from behind. Sam dropped a kiss on the back of his neck.

“Honey I’m home” he teased.

Dean turned in his arms and kissed Sam tongue delving into the hot willing mouth, hands running over the hard toned body. Long moments later he let Sam go and walked out of the kitchen.

“I’m bored” floated behind Dean.

Sam knew better than to give him some old cliché in reply “It won’t last forever” he said instead.

“Damn straight it won’t” Dean confirmed.

“Get a job and I’ll stay home with him” Sam suggested.

Dean grunted and threw himself onto the couch Sam sat beside him “Bobby’s offer still holds good and you’re a wonder fixing cars” he tried to tempt him.

“We can’t keep running to Bobby even if he is family” Dean retorted.

“He’d be happy to have us there and you know it” Sam told him.

“Yeah well offering and the reality are two different things” Dean replied.

The pizza finished and four beers down Dean was full of peace and love. He loved Sam and wanted a piece of him. Spread over him like a warm amorous blanket Dean took full advantage of his situation.

He nipped his way across Sam’s strong jaw then breathed lightly over his ear. Sam shivered as Dean mouthed and licked at his earlobe.

“Gonna see you right gonna fuck you good Sammy” Dean’s lips settled on Sam’s neck and he bit down gently sucking the flesh greedily.

Sam wriggled and groaned beneath his brother’s attentions. Somehow they had both lost there shirts but Sam couldn’t remember when and didn’t care as Dean began to lick then flick at his nipples with his strong fingers. Small flames of pleasure pain rippled through him.

Dean’s hand rolled Sam’s balls and he wondered where his jeans had gone. Two thick fingers probed beneath his balls blunt and wet they pressed slowly into him.

“Stop pissing about and get them in” a hoarse whisper escaped Sam.

“If your college friends could see you now” Dean smirked while twisting and scissoring his fingers “think they’d all fuck you first before disowning you” he pulled his fingers free and Sam whimpered.

Dean folded Sam’s knees to his chest and lined himself up pushing gently at Sam’s opening but not penetrating he waited.

“Dean” Sam groaned.

“You know what I want to hear” Dean crooned.

“Fuck you” Sam hissed.

“Not until we’re sure you can’t knock me up again” Dean replied lightly.

“Please, please fuck me Dean I want your pretty big cock in me oh so much” Sam pitched his tone at a girly level.

Dean grinned “Nearly but not quite.”

“Fuck it all” Sam was very near to sulking “love me make love to me Dean.”

“You are such a girl Sammy” he pushed into Sam’s more than ready body joining them completely.

Sam unfolded his legs spreading them as wide as he could on the couch. Dean leant forward and kissed him deeply and sweetly, he pulled back slowly only to plunge forward again quickly. Settling into a rhythm that would satisfy them both.

“Bad girl, bad girl” Robbie’s screams pulled them from there post coital doze.

Within seconds they were armed and creeping into his room, Robbie’s tearful face greeted them and he reached for Dean. Who put his gun down as he sat on the bed and hugged the little boy.

“What’s up champ bad dream?” Dean stroked Robbie’s back soothingly.

“She hurt Daddy” Robbie sniffed.

Dean glanced at Sam who was still checking the room and its salt lines “Daddy’s fine see.”

“I saw her she hurt Daddy” Robbie declared as a few more tears fell.

“Hey it was just a dream there’s just you, me and Momma here promise” Sam sat on the other side of the bed placing a hand on Robbie’s shoulder.

“I think this calls for hot chocolate don’t you Sammy?” Dean asked brightly.

“And a story?” Robbie asked hopefully.

“I think Momma’s stories of daring do probably started all this off” Sam smiled tightly.

Dean just shrugged at that and left Sam to his story telling. The kitchen floor was cold beneath his feet reminding him he was still naked. Well at least the kid wouldn’t be a prude Dean thought to himself. While the milk was warming he got his jeans and pulled them on better late than never drifted through his mind.

“He nodded off during Beauty And The Beast” Sam announced his presence he was dressed though his feet were still bare.

Dean poured the hot milk into mugs and gave them a quick stir. The aroma of comforting chocolate filled his senses.

“You think he’s like you?” Dean handed one of the mugs to Sam.

“You mean apart from having my brains and dashing good looks” Sam smiled and tried to be light hearted.

Dean didn’t look amused “No I mean your freaky whatever.”

Sam lost his smile “I don’t know maybe…” He shrugged.

“Jesus two of you gee how lucky can one guy get” Dean said a touch sarcastically.

“He’ll be okay Robbie’s got us” Sam sipped his chocolate “we’ll teach him how to cope with it and when to use it.”

“Don’t tell and just don’t” there was dark amusement in Dean’s voice.

“You control it” Sam’s eyes flashed “it doesn’t control you.”

Dean quirked an eyebrow “We’ll soon see won’t we?”