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a month in the life of a cursed hunter ((samefivealbums))

Candy and sea lions. What, do you want me to get you an ice cream after?

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"Dude, when you move in, I promise we'll make a return trip for... whatever." Who knew what else she'd want. But for now? "Let's just break that in first?"

Dean had to laugh at Sam's reaction. She loved to see him get flustered like that. "Okay, Sam. Let's get going, then?"

"Yeah, okay." Dean always loved to see how flustered he could get him. He rolled his eyes fondly and led the way towards the registers up front.

She did. It was her favorite sport.

After they paid, she took the bag and headed back out to the car. "Any idea what you want to pick up for dinner later?"

"Not really... some burgers or something would be fine, I guess. There's always pizza too." He slipped in the car, looking over at her. "Anything you're in the mood for?"

"Dunno. I'm not really hungry right now. Will be later, though." Almost certainly. "We could grab some stuff to make hamburgers later?"

"Yeah, sure. There's a grocery store up here... we can pick up some other snacks too, if you want." Cooking dinner at the house'd be nice for a change anyway.

"Sounds good," she answered cheerfully and followed Sam's directions to the store. It didn't take long to pick up what they needed for dinner and snacks... and some more beer... and then they were on their way home.

"So, Sammy..." She began as she pulled into the parking lot. "Should we start with cuffing me in the shower or me tying you to a chair...?"

Getting him flustered was apparently a sport she excelled at. He gave a wide-eyed look to her. "I... uh." Fuck. "Which one do you want?"

That wide-eyed look on his face was like a touchdown. Damn, she was good!

She laughed as she reached for the bag and opened the door. "Better do the shower first. When I get done with you in the chair, I doubt we'll be standing up again."

He huffed a little bit. "What do you plan on doing in the chair?" Tonight was going to be an interesting one... shower sex and- well, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to the chair too. And all the other crap Dean had told him about.

"If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise!" She grinned and took his hand, pulling him toward the elevator. They headed up to their floor. "Guess you'll have to be the one to install the hook, since you're big, tall, muscle dude..."

He shook his head, snorting. "Big, tall, muscle dude?" He smiled a little bit. "Yeah, alright. I'll put it up for you."

When they reached their floor, he went to get the door for them both, taking the hook and the drill. "You put up the groceries, I'll put the hook up."

Hey, she figured he'd like that manly description!

She nodded and took the grocery bags. "Remember where it goes?"

Oh, it was very manly. He nodded at her question. "Yeah, I think so."

Still couldn't believe he'd have a hook in his shower... for the purpose of having sex with his big sister. He was definitely looking forward to trying it out though.

Dean was looking forward to it. Anything that involved handcuffs and sex with Sam was well worth looking forward to.

After she put the food away, she wandered into the bathroom to see how the construction was going.

By the time Dean came in, he had the holes drilled and he was installing the hook. When he noticed her, he gave a smile briefly before motioning her closer. "Here, come in... see if that's where you wanted it."

"You're all handy with that drill, dude. Nice work." She came closer and turned her back to the wall, reaching her arms up to test the height of the hook. With the cuffs on, she's be just up on her toes. Just about perfect. "Looks good to me. You?"

"Looks really good." He smiled and leaned in a little bit, pressing his lips to her temple. His hands smoothed from her arms to her sides slowly, eyes lowering to Dean's. "Can't wait to test it out for real..."

She smiled as his hands moved over her. He wasn't the only one looking forward to the test-drive. "When are you thinking you're gonna wanna do that, Sammy?"

"I don't know..." He hummed thoughtfully, drifting down lower to tug at the ends of her dress, pulling it up a little. "Depends. You got anything planned right now?"

She smiled, pushing her hips toward him a little. Bit her bottom lip and made a pleased sound when she felt her skirt brushing up over her thighs. "Nope. No plans. Guess you've got me all to yourself. However you want me..."

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