You are my sin uncrowned poem

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Dean reassures Sam for a moment, but he knows Sam won't let it go so easily.He can understand that feeling, panic, no matter what the reason for the panic, will not be easily dispelled by a word or two of fluffy promises. Sam looked at him with residual struggle and a little bit of unwillingness in his eyes, perhaps because he hadn't completely let go of the resentment of being cheated. Dean tapped Sam on the shoulder to let him go quickly, and Sam reluctantly let go of Dean, the rain outside seemed to have stopped, and the "darkness" in his mind was slowly fading away.

The overly intimate contact just now caused some embarrassing obvious reactions from both bodies. Sam glanced at Dean, swallowed hard, and fluffed his nose, but all he inhaled into his nasal cavity was Dean's smell.As if the desire that came with the "darkness" did not retreat with the departure of the "darkness", only it was left behind, still desperately agitating Sam.

Dean was not as calm as Sam imagined, he wanted to push Sam hard against the wall and kiss him, but the words of the famine knight kept ringing in his ears, reminding him that he could only try his best to restrain himself and endure. Sam tensed up as he approached, ready to push him away.

So when Dean notices the desire in Sam's eyes, he breathes heavily.He shook his head, telling Sam hoarsely that he shouldn't look at him like that again, and that they shouldn't have any more physical contact. Sam winces in pain when he hears that, but he knows Dean is right.

Mistakes that are repeatedly indulged eventually lead to sin.

Dean didn't want Sam to turn into a demon.Therefore, he should stay away from all original sins, and stay away from all people and things that would cause him to sin.

But Dean still secretly hides one thing - he is Sam's original sin.He felt that his body was being pulled by his contradictory emotions, the heart that wanted to save Sam and the heart that didn't want to stay away from Sam were pulling each other, sawing his body like a saw.

He was even more afraid, if Sam knew what the famine knight said, would Sam calmly stay away from him.

Sam looked away from Dean, walked over to the table and blew out the candle that had been burning until now, then he turned and walked up to Dean, leaned over and kissed him on the lips before Dean could react.Lips and lips parted as soon as they were pressed together, lust blazing even more unscrupulously in the light touch, Sam said as his brother snapped out his name: "One last time."

the last time.

Sam stood up straight, looking down at Dean. Dean seemed to want to say something, but was blocked by his words, feeling depressed for a moment, and could only frown and remain silent. Sam noticed that Dean's right hand was still uncomfortable, and he found some cloth strips to hold Dean's wrist in place, but kept worrying that it might not heal.

Dean finally laughed, and he comforted his worried brother aloud, getting up and asking Sam to help him into the leather armor. Sam widened his eyes when he heard this, and was about to stop him, but Dean said, "It's not that I'm so hurt that I can't move, I can't avoid going to the battlefield. Sam, the devil has come." After a pause, he frowned slightly worriedly Frowning, "I taught you exorcism, don't touch any demons, and kill them immediately if you find them. You have to control yourself-don't tell anyone about demon blood." He said and got up In the past, he opened the box and took out the leather armor.

Sam silently followed and stood behind Dean, took the leather armor from Dean, and helped him put it on compromisingly.

He couldn't forget that Dean was not only his brother, but also a fighter. It's Dean's job to protect everyone here from demons, but Sam wishes he could think of himself a little more.

Sam lowered his head suddenly and bit the back of Dean's neck hard. Dean's body trembled instinctively, and every cell in his body urged him to tear away the aggressor behind him and give him a lesson, making him submit obediently.Muscles all over his body tensed and bulged at this moment, but Dean endured, compromisingly allowing his brother to mark the back of his neck with a bloody tooth mark.

It's like a compromise between two people for each other.

Sam knew he wasn't supposed to touch Dean anymore, that his desire would grow deeper and deeper with the touch.He thinks of his self-blasphemy, mortified by the visions of Dean in his head as he cums.Maybe he can no longer forget that he is a devil, because he is a devil, so he should keep a safe distance from Dean - he can no longer let himself seduce Dean, the more he loves, the more restrained he should be.

And Dean, he may not understand Sam's thoughts, but he acquiesced in Sam's behavior.This is also the last let-off. He used the endurance of pain to complete the concession, but he has also retreated to the bottom line.

This trace is the end of everything.

Yet they both understood that their love and desire for each other did not end there.

Just being roughly blocked.

Pulling on the boots at last, Dean tugged at the straps on his wrists, patted Sam on the shoulder, and turned to leave in a hurry.

The city was flooded with water after the rain, and Dean rode through the long streets to where he had encountered the demon last night.When they arrived, all the corpses had been dragged away by the knights, and the blood all over the ground was washed away by last night's rain, dyeing the stagnant water in the low-lying places a light red.The nearby residents all knew what happened last night. They were awakened by the thunder and heard the sound of weapons colliding and fighting outside, but no one dared to get out of bed to peek.

Civilians are forbidden to approach near the city gate, the new sealing formation has been completed, and Bobby is doing the final inspection.Hearing the sound of horseshoes, everyone couldn't help looking up, seeing that it was Dean, Bobby walked over to him and looked him up and down, "Are you all right?"

Dean raised his right hand helplessly, and said: "It's still a little inconvenient, but it's okay, and the left hand is the same." His sword is a giant sword that needs to be held with two hands. After his strength matured, he changed to a single-handed sword with his right hand , but in terms of skills alone, his left and right hands are equally good.As he spoke, he jumped off the horse and followed Bobby to check the sealing array.

"Who was that woman last night?" Earlier, Bobby had ordered someone to bury Abaddon's head and body separately, and the places where the bodies were buried were still far away, so he felt that it should be safe.

"She claims to be a Hellknight." Dean couldn't help but gritted his teeth hard when he thought of Abaddon. "Where did she go?"

"He was beheaded, and I had people bury the corpses separately." Bobby suddenly stopped talking, and after a while, he whispered to himself, "Seven demon lords, seven hell knights... every lord There is a follower..." His eyes suddenly became sharper, and his expression became more serious.

"Did she say anything else?"

"She said...to meet the lord." Dean whispered honestly, but concealed the fact that Sam was the lord Abaddon was talking about.He couldn't let anyone know about it, not even Bobby.

Hearing the word "lord", Bobby's expression became more serious.

"We must now find the lord that the devil speaks of and kill him."

Bobby was the oldest member of the Holy Knight Order, and also the most experienced elder. Even when the former Grand Master was alive, he respected and trusted him very much. Before each battle, he would definitely discuss every detail with him.Every knight in the knight order is also convinced of him, as long as it is his order, he will definitely carry it out without hesitation.

Bobby's words made Dean's heart skip a beat, and cold sweat immediately oozed from his palms.Standing in front of Bobby, he tried his best to maintain a calm expression, and asked, "How do I find it?"

Bobby glanced at Dean, and Dean subconsciously held his breath, afraid of being seen by him.

"Before the demon lord fully awakens, there will be new signs. At the same time as the signs appear, the demons will all flock to the place where the lord is." Bobby frowned, "That's the only chance, kill the demons and kill the son of a bitch Lord."

Bobby's vulgar words made Dean almost jump up and grabbed his clothes and yelled "he's not a son of a bitch", he clenched his fists and endured it, Dean made a cowardly "um" and asked tentatively : "What if the demon lord has not awakened?"

"We only kill demons, Dean." Bobby gave Dean a weird look, wondering how he, as Grand Master of the Knights, would ask such a stupid question.

Bobby's answer made Dean's suspended heart a little more at ease.As long as he can stop Sam, as long as Sam can control himself, the power of the devil will not be fully awakened, and he can escape the so-called "fate".

He will save Sam.

Thinking of Sam made Dean stir again.Desire swells in his heart, and Dean feels empty inside.The desire for Sam intensifies in an instant, screaming in his head.Then the Famine Knight's words came to his ears, and his father's voice came to mind again. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his forehead. Dean took a deep breath in pain, and looked up at the sky.

They would appear when he was asleep and when he was awake, they were like nightmares.

Dean felt like a crack had opened in his chest.

After inspecting the seal array with Bobby, Dean took a team of knights and started a routine street patrol, while Bobby took a few people to the church.The demons appeared last night, and more demons will continue to appear in the future. Bobby must go to the church to remind the bishop to protect their holy objects.

Sam spent the whole day in the Abbey's library.He eagerly flipped through every book that mentioned demons, but couldn't find anything about demon blood.He couldn't imagine how his father and Dean had kept this secret for so many years.Just for one day like this, he felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by anxiety and bewilderment.He thought of the shattered reflection in the well, which seemed to be a hint that even the real him never existed.

It's all the illusion of the devil's skin.

Biting his lip, Sam buried his head and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

Sam read for a long time in the library, and when he returned, he found Dean's servants anxiously waiting at the door of his room.

"Dean hasn't come back yet, what's the matter?" Sam ran over in two or three steps, and said apologetically.

"The Grand Master ordered us to take his things to the Inspector General," the oldest servant explained politely.

Sam froze for a moment when he heard the words, and asked why reflexively as he pushed the door open.The servant said that he didn't know too well, but he guessed that it might be for the convenience of future operations.

"There will be more and more demons, they will form an army, and the war will begin again." The servant whispered.He followed Sam into the room, and then let the others carry Dean's suitcase away.

Sam didn't speak, as if accepting the servant's words.He watched the stranger come in and take Dean's stuff, making the cramped room suddenly feel a lot more roomy.But he was not happy about it, on the contrary, he felt his heart throbbing and becoming empty.

Dean must not have had his stuff removed for that reason.

TBC