Title: The Stars Disappear To Nothing
By: Bridget McKennitt
Pairing: Dean/Uriel, implied Sam/Dean
Word Count: 100 x2
Challenge: supernatural100's prompt cut
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself. Up to 4.07.
Disclaimer: Supernatural is owned by Eric Kripke and other companies. They are used here without permission, and for entertainment purposes only. No challenge or infringement upon the copyright is intended, nor should any be inferred.
"Your brother is going to get you killed," Uriel said, breathing against Dean's lips. One hand caressed Dean's cheek while the other rested on Dean's hip.
Dean shook his head, but didn't pull away when Uriel kissed him again. He allowed the angel to undress him and direct him to his knees.
"Day after day you see the truth, yet you deny it. We bring you salvation." Dean parted his mouth as Uriel guided his cock into it, letting his eyes flutter close at the sensation of Dean's warm tongue lapping at him.
The words cut straight to Dean's heart.
Dean flinched away as Sam reached for him and he dropped his hand. The angels came, Sam knew, trying to turn Dean away from him. It was working and that cut Sam to the core.
"I love you. You're mine."
"He is God's." Sam turned and saw Uriel standing halfway between the shadows and the light. "He knows the pleasures to be gained from the light."
From your cock, but Sam wasn't rude enough to point it out. Not yet.
"Come to me," and his brother walked into Uriel's embrace, the sight of them heartbreakingly beautiful.
Sam's eyes flashed yellow.
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