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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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Good. My turn. [She took the cloth from him and started washing him down.] Still think you want that lingerie show we were talking about before?

[He leaned into her touch, giving a soft hum of approval.] Hm? You think you're still up for giving it? [He gave a teasing look.]

Have you ever known me to not be up for something kinky? [She smirked a little, carefully moving the washcloth over Sam. He didn't really need such a thorough washing, but it felt good to touch him.]

[He sighed a bit at her touch, giving a soft hum of noise.] Then show me what you got, Dean. Want to see how good it probably looks on you too.

Okay. [She finished soaping him up and pulled him under the water spray with her. Her hands roamed over him as the water rinsed them off, then she turned the water off.] Let's dry off and then you stretch out in the bedroom?

[He snorted, smiling a little bit at the way Dean's hands weren't exactly being shy here - there really was no reason for her hands to still be on him like that, but he really did enjoy it anyway. He nodded.] Alright. Be waiting on you, Dean.

[He moved to step out, grabbing a couple towels and passing one to Dean. Drying himself off, he went to settle on the bed.]

[Dean took the towel, drying off as she followed him into the bedroom to retrieve the bag. Then she disappeared back into the bathroom. After a minute, she called back...] I hope you appreciate this. There was a learning curve to even figure out how to get some of this stuff on.

[She peeked out around the corner, gave him a nervous grin, and stepped out.] No laughing.

[Sam laid back on the bed, only propping himself up when Dean peeked out.] Dude, just come on.

[And for a moment, all he could do was stare and there was- a short chuckle, quiet and breathy.] God, you look... [He licked his lips, sitting up straight and holding out a hand for her.] You look- good, Dean. Really. You got an, uh, eye for this stuff.

[She took his hand and let him pull her onto the bed, sitting beside him, facing him with her feet tucked under her.] I had help. The girls in the lingerie store were a lot less pushy than the last place. I think they just liked playing dress up.

[She fiddled with one of the tiny bows on the stockings.] You like it?

well, they, uh. Had a really good eye, Dean. [He smiled.] Can't get over you really went into one... really going to get all the, uh, enjoyment you can out of this, huh?

[He leaned in to cup her face, brushing his lips to hers.] I really like it, Dean.

Why not? It could be a worse curse. May as well enjoy myself while I can.

[She sighed into his kiss, leaning in closer.] I'm glad. To be honest? I kinda like it too.

Well, I'm- not complaining.

[He gently nudged her, urging her to lay down, fingers trailing down over the fabric lightly.] You're beautiful, you know. [Might have been looking a little embarrassed by the compliment- hey his brother was handsome no matter what, but he wasn't used to saying it out loud, especially now when he was like this.]

[She laid back, stretching out under his touch. His hands were warm through the thin lace. His compliment surprised her and she smiled. Maybe blushed a little, also.] Thank you. [Her hand reached up to cup his face and urge him down for a proper kiss.]

[At least she wasn't teasing him or something for the compliment--that was always good. He shifted over her, returning the kiss and deepening it as his hand trailed down to her stockings. Smoothing over the soft material, he guided one of her legs up around his body, settling between her legs.]

[Dean moved however he guided her, enjoying the feel of all that naked skin up against her. She especially liked the way it felt when his hands moved over the stockings. She shivered and sighed softly, her hands stroking down his back.]

[he pressed himself close, moving to press his lips down what was exposed of her chest, followed by a very light rake of his teeth.] Dean...

[She made a small sound at the touch of his teeth on her skin, body arching up against him. Her fingernails trailed lightly over his shoulders.] Feels good, Sammy.

[His mouth worked over her through the fabric of her top, not quite ready to take it off yet, taking his time here. He rolled his hips against hers, breath hitching at the contact between their bodies.] Yeah... mmh, love you so much, Dean.

[When he rolled his hips like that, she moaned. The thin skirt and tiny panties underneath didn't do much to separate her from him. She could pretty much feel everything.] Love you, too. Wouldn't want this with anyone else.

[He smiled lightly at that reaction, kissing down Dean's body, his fingers slipping under the skirt to rub her through the thin panties. Wanted to take his time with this, enjoy it. Make sure Dean really enjoyed it... though, so far, he hadn't heard any complaints.]

[Oh, Dean wasn't about to complain. She was loving every second of Sam's attention on her. Her hips rocked lightly against his hand as he rubbed against her and her hands stroked over his back, enjoying the way his muscles worked under his skin when he moved.]

[He kept moving down her body, kissing, guiding one of her legs over his shoulder as he pressed her panties to the side, fingers spreading her as he gave a few slow, teasing licks.]

Oooh... Sammy. [She panted his name, shuddering at the feel of his tongue moving on her. God, that was good. She reached a hand down to sift through his hair, wrapping the damp strands around her fingers. The heat between her legs increased and she could feel herself getting wet with his efforts.]

[The way she panted his name sent a shiver down his spine and he had all the encouragement he needed to continue his motions, exploring her and giving a soft moan at the fingers through his hair, her taste... God, everything.]

God, I love you. [She breathed, squirming under him slightly. She didn't want to interrupt his work, but she couldn't hold completely still. It felt to good to be still. Her free hand slipped up the silky bodice fabric and cupped one of her breasts, kneading it lightly.]

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