"This wasn't the need, the almost psychotic devotion he had to Peter, nor was it the mutually agreeable, civilized, pleasantly restrained encounters he had with Sam. No, this kind of wanton desire made Nathan feel like a rock star with a particularly star-struck groupie."

Oh. Oh my, yes.

I love this story so much, the characters are so very much themselves, and watching the Winchester boys and the Petrellis bounce off one another just...aw, yeah.

There should be a community for Petrellicest/Wincest crossover fic. Like, now. Must read more.