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Fiction: Bathtub Tales 1/3

Title: Bathtub Tale 1 - Sammy and the Duck
Author: wiccaqueen        
Pairing: Sam/ Dean
Rating: NC-17, R for this part
Summary: Sam and Dean spend a night at a motel that only has a bathtub. This brings back some memories...
Disclaimer: Supernatural and all its characters do not belong to me!

Bathtub Tales 1/3

Prologue:

Sam always loved to bath, to soak in the hot water and forget everything around him. Slowly he would glide into the bubbling water, inch by inch, washing away the battle scares of the day.

So whenever he'd get a chance he'd take a motel room with a bathtub. Of course Dean never wanted to spend the extra money. Why bath when you can take a shower? Showering was for men, bathing for women and wusses. But then again Sam was the girlish one, at least according to Dean's opinion.

Dean would only take a hot bath when he was sick and even then he fought against it, not wanting to appear all weak. He could never understand why Sam liked bathing so much.

Ever since he had been a little baby Sam had wanted to linger as long as possible in the hot water while Dean struggled to hold on to his brother, keeping him from drowning. Dad never had the patience to bath his sons. Dean took quite naturally to this task of bathing little Sammy; just one more of his motherly duties. And although he was only five years old, it made him proud to know that he could do it all without any help. He could take care of Sammy all by himself.

That hadn't changed much over the years, except that Sam grew more and more independent to the point where he didn't need him anymore. Now at 27, all Dean could do was keep an eye on Sammy and try to keep him safe.

But even the grown Sammy still loved to bath like a little baby. Some things never change
...thank God!

 

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Fiction: Bathtub Tales 2/3

Okay, here goes nothing! My second part of the Bathtub Tales Fanfiction. Hope you enjoy it!

Title: Bathtub Tale 2 - Dean and the flu
Author: wiccaqueen    
Pairing: Sam/ Dean
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sam also knows a bathtub tale about Dean when he was sick...
Disclaimer: Supernatural and all its characters do not belong to me!

Bathtub Tales 2/3: Dean and the flu

Sam was laying in the warm water, enjoying every moment. He had thought about what Dean had said and slowly memory had come rushing back.

He did remember having a yellow duck. He loved it at first, mostly because it had been a gift from Dean, but later on he had recognised that he had to bath alone. Since then he hadn’t liked it anymore. He still wanted Dean to bath with him, so that they could both play with the duck; after all he always wanted to share everything with his big brother, but Dean didn’t let him. He hadn’t understood it back then, especially not why Dad might have something against it. All Dean said when he asked him was, that he was growing into a man now and grown men didn’t bath with anyone. If that be the case, Sam had decided, he never wanted to grow up. Where was the fun in it, when you would have to do everything by yourself?

Thinking on those long forgotten memories now, Sam smiled. How different everything seems from a child’s perspective! He also remembered when Dean had gotten his first pubic hair and how he had felt it whilst bathing.

Ha! Finally an embarrassing story he could tease Dean with!

Getting out of the bathtub he noticed how the whole little room was completely steamed in. There was no point in trying to dry of in here, better do it outside. So he grabbed a towel and loosely bound it around his waist. 

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