Fanfic - SPN: Warm (Sam/Dean)
Feb. 10th, 2007 02:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
writingbyebonioTitle: Warm
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eboniorchid
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam Winchester/Dean Winchester
Prompt: 071. Peaceful. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100moods, challenge table here.
Word Count: ~100 words.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: Schmoop. Kissing. Established Relationship. Wincest. Slash. Comment!fic. Drabble. No spoilers.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really. Nothing.
Summary: No matter how cold it gets, together, they are warm.
Author's Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
amara_m, earlier, because she was bored. *g*
His lips were warm against his brother's, so warm that it didn't matter that they were near-frozen and not-quite-sleeping in the back of the Impala. His body was curled warm around his brother's, the heat of their skin leaking through layers of clothing and blankets that seemed like both too much and too little. His brother's hands on his face and his own in his brother's hair were warm enough to make them forget the snowbanks just outside the rear windows. And his tongue slipping soft and strong into his brother's mouth was warm like bedtime stories and cookies in the oven and soccer game victory hugs. Even through all the cold in their lives, this, between them, was warm.
Author:
eboniorchidFandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam Winchester/Dean Winchester
Prompt: 071. Peaceful. For
100moods, challenge table here.Word Count: ~100 words.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: Schmoop. Kissing. Established Relationship. Wincest. Slash. Comment!fic. Drabble. No spoilers.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really. Nothing.
Summary: No matter how cold it gets, together, they are warm.
Author's Notes: For
amara_m, earlier, because she was bored. *g*His lips were warm against his brother's, so warm that it didn't matter that they were near-frozen and not-quite-sleeping in the back of the Impala. His body was curled warm around his brother's, the heat of their skin leaking through layers of clothing and blankets that seemed like both too much and too little. His brother's hands on his face and his own in his brother's hair were warm enough to make them forget the snowbanks just outside the rear windows. And his tongue slipping soft and strong into his brother's mouth was warm like bedtime stories and cookies in the oven and soccer game victory hugs. Even through all the cold in their lives, this, between them, was warm.
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Re: hi,would you mind?
Date: 2007-02-12 04:16 am (UTC)That's great! I'm glad you liked my little story! It's such a compliment that you want to be able to share it with your friends! Go ahead and translate it. Just give them a link back here, if you can, in case they are interested in the original version. Oh, and I don't have any Chinese-language skills, but if you post it online somewhere, I'd still love a link to the site when you post it.
Thanks for the feedback and for sharing my work in Asia.
Much Luv,
~D