Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-09-27 02:13 pm
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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?
[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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[And still, it was too hard to do more than just nuzzle affectionately into his brother, kiss her shoulder lightly.] Mm, Dean, can't believe we just did it in the car... again.
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[She leaned back and kissed him properly.] Can't stop wanting you.
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[He returned that kiss, a hand coming up to tangle through her hair lightly.] Yeah... [He murmured against her lips.] Me either, Dean... think I keep wanting you more reach time we do this. [And god, he didn't want her moving away now, didn't want to pull out of her, even if he knew they'd have to move eventually.]