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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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[Rhythmic, pleading gasps of his name were cut off when he kissed her. She kissed back eagerly, her hands cupping Sam's face to keep him close, stroking her tongue against his and groaning against his lips. When the kiss ended, she sucked on his top lip, then the bottom, panting raggedly and still softly whimpering.] Do it, Sammy. Want you. Please.

[He returned the kiss with just as much enthusiasm, panting by the time they parted from it. Those words sent a jolt right to his cock and he gave a nod.] Okay... yeah, just - wait, Dean. [He pulled away, slowly shifting over to the nightstand and reaching in to grab out a condom - didn't know how thorough this change was, but definitely better safe than sorry. He went to roll it on before shifting back over her, positioning himself. He took a moment to press a couple kisses here and there before slowly starting to push into her.]

[The few short minutes it took Sam to get the condom and put it on were maddening. Her hands were fisted tight in the sheets beneath her and her hips continued to rock helplessly, missing the press of Sam's fingers inside and wanting so much more than that.]

[When Sam started to push in, she moaned, releasing the sheets and grabbing onto Sam. Nails dug slightly into his shoulders and she panted against Sam's neck, appreciating his slow approach. This body was really new, apparently, and Sam was still not at all a small man.]

[Weight rested on his elbow, he groaned as her nails bit into his skin and he sunk into that tight, wet heat. He was trying to keep it slow, give them time to adjust, but God, Dean felt good. He turned his head, lips seeking out hers.] Dean... God.

[She felt him nuzzling at her and turned away from his neck to meet his lips, whimpering into the kiss. Brain checked out and body in control, her legs hooked over the backs of Sam's thighs, encouraging him to move a little faster. It hurt a little, but there was something just beyond the burn that felt so good and she wanted to get more of it.] Sammy... Jesus, this is... need you...

[He smiled lightly into that kiss, moving faster at the encouragement.] God, Dean... [He panted the other's name, followed by a eep moan.] Love you... God, I love you. [And this felt - good. So good.]

[Sam's moan made her shudder. She felt it all the way through her body. When he was fully inside, she wrapped her legs around his waist and held tight, keeping him in place for a moment. Catching her breath and letting her body adjust to the being stretched and filled.] Love you, love you... [She breathed the words against his shoulder over and over.]

[He lowered his head, kissing at her, anywhere he could reach as he stopped, letting them both adjust to this. God, she felt amazing.] Dean... yeah, love you too.

[After a minute, her desperate hold on Sam eased and she turned to look at him with hazy eyes. Licked her lips and kissed him slowly, rocking her hips up against him. There wasn't much of a range of motion, as close together as they were, but it was enough to feel him move a little inside and she moaned softly against his lips.] S'okay, Sammy. Can move now.

[He nodded at those words, slowly starting to draw out before pushing back in. He kept the steady pace, pulling away enough to be able to watch her face, to see her reactions.] Dean...

[Dean slipped a hand up Sam's chest, along his neck, and up to tangle in his hair. She rested her forehead against him, gasping each time he thrust into her. Her other hand had a good grip on his shoulder, the nails digging in slightly.] Don't stop, don't stop...

Not going to... [He smiled breathlessly.] God - I couldn't stop if I wanted. [But he did slip an arm around her, keeping a good hold on her as he sat back and dragged her on to his lap, eyes meeting hers.]

[Oh, the new position was very good. Dean's legs fell down from around Sam's waist, knees braced against the mattress under them. She used them to push herself up and back down, meeting each of his thrusts eagerly. Arms tight around his neck, she leaned in and kissed him hard and long, then down his jaw and neck. Licked and sucked at the skin, moaning louder each time their bodies slammed together.] So good, Sam. It's so good. Fuck. I'm so close.

[He groaned, rolling his hips to meet her pace, tilting his head back to let her have access to his neck, groaning eagerly at the feel. God, she felt so good, looked so good riding him like that.] God... Dean... me too. [But he was holding back as long as he could - didn't want it to end, wanted to watch her come, wanted to hear more of those noises she kept letting out... no way his neighbors couldn't be hearing this...]

[The closer she got, the more she leaned back, changing up the angle of each thrust and trusting Sam's arms to keep her from falling. Pretty much beyond words now, all she could manage was cursing interspersed with Sam's name and wordless moaning. It was not quiet and she couldn't care less.]

[When she came, she fell forward, head on his shoulder and her hips slamming down hard against his. Her hands scrabbled at his shoulders to hold on, leaving scratches behind.]

[He let out a deep groan, clinging back to her as he came hard, face pressed into her neck as he gasped. He rubbed a hand up her back lightly, drawing away as he panted.]

Love you, Dean... God.

Wow... [Dean breathed softly, bringing her head up to meet Sam's eyes hazily. She kissed him soft and breathless, hands rubbing up and down Sam's arms and over his chest.] I love you, too, Sammy. [She kissed him again.] That was really, really good. I almost feel sorry for your neighbors, this month.

[He gave a breathless laugh at that, leaning in to return the kiss with a pleased hum.] Yeah, me too... Have a feeling we're still going to have problems with not being able to keep our hands off each other.

[He brushed his lips to hers again.] Especially if you keep pulling out costumes, Dean... I mean, that's not fair, dude.

Your hands like the squishy new curves. [She teased, smiling against his lips. then she giggled again, shaking her head.] So whenever I want to get you hot and bothered, all I need is a plaid skirt? [One finger snapped the elastic band at the top of a stocking she was still wearing.] And a pair of knee-highs?

[Dean wiggled teasingly, Sam still inside her.] Or just the stockings?

[He gave an almost embarrassed look at that.] Dean - it's not like you can blame me for wanting to get... familiar with the new body!

[He rolled his eyes.] Anymore, I think you just need to show up, Dean. But skirt didn't hurt-

[He paused, breath hitching a little when she wiggled on his lap.] Mm, God, Dean... Yeah, okay, that - wouldn't be bad either.

Only teasing, Sammy. My curves liked your hands right back. [She kissed him, grinned, and looked down to where they were still joined together.] Other parts very much enjoyed your fingers.

Just remember, for the next twenty-nine days or so, when you're coming home form class? If you're bringing anybody with you, call ahead. [She leaned in and whispered in his ear.] I might be naked, fingering myself, and waiting for you.

[He rolled his eyes, lips quirking up a little.] Yeah, kinda noticed a lot of you liked my hands, dude...

[He paused when she leaned in, whispering against his ear. God... if he hadn't just had one mindblowing orgasm, he'd probably already be hard again just from those words and the mental images that followed.] Mmm, God, Dean... then don't expect me to be bringing people home too often. [Be a shame to waste that kind of greeting...]

Good answer. [She purred and licked the outer edge of his ear lightly. Couldn't help but tease a little. Everything felt so good and Sam shivered so nice when she said or did something dirty.] C'mon. Lay down with me for a while.

[He smiled a little, releasing Dean so they could both stretch out on the bed--well, after he threw away that condom.] Love you, Dean.

[Dean pulled the covers back and climbed under, tugging Sam close when he stretched out beside her. She snuggled in against his chest -- girls were allowed -- and sighed contentedly.] Love you, too, Sam. [She glanced up at him with a wicked grin.] You know I'm not gonna rest until we figure out the secret of female multiple orgasms, right?

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