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A Bet Gone Wrong Word Count: 1,455 Warnings: Language, implied intercourse, mentions of a bet for sexual activities. Days spent locked away in the bunker doing research were always the worst. Dean was usually antsy to get out and hit up a bar, (Y/N) would try to sneak off and play video games, but Sam on the other hand, actually seemed to enjoy himself. Today (Y/N) managed to sneak in a break by cleaning her gun. However, it didn't go unnoticed. Dean watched her intently, leaning up against a bookcase. It was apparent that (Y/N)'s jeans were a little too tight on her body. Dean clearly didn't mind, as he continued to stare away. Sam quick

Sam walked in to the library of the men of letters where Cas was sitting pondering over an old book, rubbing the back of his neck. Stress was clearly taking over the angel as he tried to focus on the book in his hands so hard that he didn't even notice that his wings had manifested behind him. Sam wasn't surprised to see Castiel's wings as he'd seen them before but what he was surprised to see was Castiel so stressed out. "Maybe I can give you a massage...you know to relax," Sam suggested coming up along side Cas who slowly looked up at him. "A...massage? Um...sure," Cas agreed sounding just as stressed as he looked. Cas set the book down i

Tony gritted his teeth, burrying more into the covers in a perfect cocoon of blankets. As abruptly as summer heat came it was also gone, and the sudden change didn't leave him any time to adjust. Just this bone-chilling cold settling on his skin and getting deep into his bones. "Coooollldd…" "Aren't you exaggerating a little?" "Says you!" Tony yelled from his side of the bed, watching Steve reading a book and not being bothered by his sexy husband freezing his sexy ass off. It was really rude in his opinion. Even worse, Steve was shirtless. Well, it wasn't the worse, as the view was veeeery nice and tempting, but looking at all that