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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[Just wanted to do something now to get her- mind off things. Said she'd been worried, right? And he didn't want her to worry right now...]
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[And it wasn't just- about the sex either. God, he had it bad here.] Turn around, Dean.
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[She smiled wider at his order, happy to comply. She rolled underneath him, pausing to arch her back up against him once like a cat before she settled down onto the mattress.]
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[Definitely not complaining. He let out a soft noise as she rolled over underneath him, arched like that. He leaned forward to kiss over her back, reaching a hand down between her body and the mattress to dip between her legs, teasing her again.]
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[He nipped at the back of her neck playfully, his hands going to work on her panties and skirt off when she spoke up.] Guess it is about time for the lingerie to come off, huh?
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[Her hands caught his before he could go too far with undressing her. She looked back over her shoulder, grinning playfully.] Or, you could leave the skirt and stocking on. You'd just have to get creative with getting rid of the panties. [It's not like she's that attached to them...]
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[He paused at that, arching a brow.] Yeah? Hmm... Not leaving me many options here, dude. [he was smiling despite himself... licking his lips a little as he eased both hands underneath the skirt and started to tug at the thin fabric to tear it... since that- seemed to be what she was encouraging here.]
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[She gasped when she heard the fabric start to give, giving a near purr when they ripped under Sam's hands. Okay, now she totally got why girls enjoyed that. That was a total turn on. She laughed breathlessly and pushed back up against her brother again.] Gonna have to start buying cheap ones. That was kinda hot.
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[he pressed his fingers inside of her slowly, curling them as he nipped at the back of her neck.] God, you look so good right now, Dean... always want you so damn bad.
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[She reached back to tangle a hand in his hair, her head turning to try and kiss him.]
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[he nibbled at her lower lip before drawing away from the kiss and panting slightly. After a few more strokes of his fingers, he slowly eased them out of her body, pressing himself against her and pushed in slow. his fingers went back to rubbing at her, wanting to give her as much as he could. He murmured softly against her ear- how good she felt, how much he wanted her- anything that came to mind as he sheathed himself deep inside of her.]
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God, Dean- [he bit at his lower lip to keep back a groan that threatened to rise up, just focused on each hard thrust into her, the way she pushed back on him. His hand stayed between her legs, the other going to grab at her hip, pull her back even harder.] Dean... d-damn...
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[When it hit, she cried out his name, pushing back hard into him her hands braced on the bed to give her more leverage. She rode out the waves, the same desperate whimpering noise returning to follow his name.]
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