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_{(Continued from sws)}

[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]

[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]

So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?

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Dude, I don't think I can handle many more of these costumes. [His breath hitched at that friction against him as he slowly went to push the shirt off her shoulders, drawing away to take a good look.]

[And God, he wasn't disappointed either. Slowly, his hands smoothed up her sides, just taking it all end before finally coming to rest at her breasts, gently exploring because... God, he didn't know what Dean wanted right now or how.]

[Dean shivered at the first touch of Sam's hands on him. His brother's hands had always seemed huge, but they were even bigger on this body and fit around each breast just about perfectly. He pushed into that touch, encouraging the exploring. He didn't actually know what he wanted, but this was a very good start.]

[The slow roll of his hips against Sam's was feeling just as good. The skirt rode up higher and left him with just the thin lace of the matching panties between him... no, definitely going to have to admit to the her, now... and Sam's jeans.]

[he kneaded a little, leaning in to kiss just above the top of the bra as he gained a little more confidence here with the positive response. Slowly, he moved to pepper some kisses over the fabric, teasing at a nipple through the fabric.]

[And one hand trailed back to her leg, pressing up under the skirt to trail up the soft, smooth skin them.] God, Dean...

[Dean was already panting softly by the time Sam teased at her nipple, then a helpless, kind of mewling sound she couldn't really identify escaped. She wriggled closer and tangled a hand in Sam's hair, keeping him close.]

Sammy... [Her other hand tugged at the skirt, pulling it up high and out of the way of his hand.]

[He looked up, eyes dark with desire when he felt a hand in his hair. God, those noises he was making...]

[He looked down between their bodies, at the thin piece of fabric left covering him now that Dean's skirt had been hiked up further. He explored more at the now-exposed skin, up Dean's leg, teasing at his inner thighs as Sam's lips returned to pressing kisses over his chest and up his neck.] God, you look good as a girl too, Dean.

Oh god... [Breathed softly, eyes closed. Everything felt so good, her brain was having a hard time processing it all at once. Hands found their way under the back of Sam's shirt, skating over his skin, desperate to touch. Her hips still rocked against Sam's, legs spread a little farther for his hand to move.] Please.

[Sam licked his lips absently, watching her face, unable to look away from her face as his hand moved further up to rub her through the thin fabric. He leaned up to kiss Dean properly, deeply.] What - do you want, Dean?

[Her mouth dropped open and she moaned when Sam started rubbing against her. Fucking hell, that was good. She rocked a little more insistently against his hand as she leaned into his kiss.] Bed. Your clothes off. Oh, god Sam...

[He let out a breathless chuckle, slowly drawing his hand away.] You might have to move for that one, dude. [He leaned in to nip at her lower lip playfully before leaning back against the cushions.]

Awfully smug right now. [She chuckled softly, resting her forehead on his shoulder for a minute before standing on wobbly legs. As she stepped back and waited for Sam to stand, she worked the zipper on the skirt and let it fall.] Move faster, smug boy.

I am not, dude. [He rolled his eyes before getting to his feet and following her, tugging his shirt off along the way and working on his pants when they got to the bedroom. His couldn't exactly bring himself to take his eyes off Dean's body, watching her move, taking in the sight of her in nothing but her underwear.]

[But soon, he was laying back on the mattress, looking at her expectantly.] Dean... come here.

[Dean was taking her time, enjoying the view of Sam laid out in front of her. She stood at the foot of the bed, twisting the leather cord of her necklace around her finger, looking him over with interest and maybe a tiny bit nervous.]

[When he spoke she looked up and smiled, crawling along the length of his body to lean down and kiss him.] Got me, Sammy.

[Hard to miss the nervousness, really... When Dean had crawled back over his body, he lifted a hand to brush over her cheekk lightly, returning the kiss gently.] You still sure about this, dude?

[Had to be... a really big change after all.]

Yeah. I'm sure. [She kissed him again, leaning a little more into him. Slipped her hands down over his shoulders and chest lightly.] Just... go easy on me. I don't know this body as well as I do my original one.

[She sat up, straddling his hips and raking her nails lightly down his skin.] Wanna help me get the rest of this off?

[He smiled a little at that, sitting up to be closer to her when she settled down on his lap.] I will, dude. Just - tell me if you don't like something, okay?

[Because yeah, he might have been a little nervous himself here. Slowly, his hands came up to work at her bra, lips returning to her neck.]

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