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clothes shopping! for samefivealbums

_{(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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Mmmmm.... damnit. Comfy. [She smiled at the kiss, though. Her eyes opened and she loosened her hold on him.] Y'want me to get breakfast going while you get your shower?

I know. [He smiled a little more.] Just something easy's fine, Dean... toast or something. Not that hungry. [And reluctantly, he pulled away to go shower]

Mmm'kay. [She yawned and stretched. Then slowly pulled herself out of bed to grab a shirt to put on and headed for the kitchen.]

[He hurried quick in the shower, coming out soon fully dressed and brushing fingers through his damp hair to keep it out of his face as he made his way off to the kitchen.]

[And like he was starting to get used to, he moved to steal a quick kiss.] Morning, Dean.

Mornin'. [She smiled into the kiss and handed him a small plate of toast. There was butter, raspberry jelly, and peanut butter on the table to choose from if he decided he wanted something on it.] What time are your classes over today?

Around the same time as yesterday. [He reached for the butter to put some on his toast, shrugging.] I'll give you a call when I'm heading home, if you want.

Sounds good. [She sat down opposite him and spread some peanut butter on another slice of toast.] Tonight's the club, right?

Yeah, if you still want to go. [He smiled a little.]

I still want to go. [She gave him a reassuring smile. It would be fun and she kind of liked playing off the girlfriend angle while they could get away with it.] Just making sure, so I can find something nice to wear. Make you look good. [She winked at him.]

[He smiled a little at that, leaning forward on the table a little.] Well, that's not gonna be hard, Dean. Weird as it is to say, you look really good like this.

In just a shirt? [She teased, then smiled softer.] Thanks, Sammy. I mean, I don't know that I'd be cool with the idea of being a chick forever, but... being here like this? With you? It seems pretty good. I might actually miss this one day, when it wears off.

Well--you'd be getting some attention, I bet, but not the kind I'd want you getting. [Seeing guys trying to hit on his 'sister' was not exactly something he was comfortable with... not that liked people flirting with his brother as a guy either, but that- he was pretty damn used to by now. He smiled softer at that.]

I'm- glad, Dean. I know it can't be easy- getting changed like that, but I'm glad I can help you some way at least, you know? And it's just- kinda nice having you around again, like this.

I wouldn't do that to you. I want you to be proud of me. [She nudged him gently under the table with her foot.]

You do help. A lot. I like being here. I like being with you.

Dude... [He grinned, getting to his feet now that he was done with his toast and leaned over, pressing his lips to her forehead.] Know you will tonight, alright? [What could really go wrong? Knew Dean definitely knew better than to bring up anything too weird. He was trusting him here.]

I like you here too, man... And- I'll see you later, okay?

Okay. [She smiled at him and watched him hurry around, getting his stuff together for class. When he was all set, she met him at the door for a last kiss before he had to leave.] Be good. Learn stuff.

[He gave a quiet laugh, leaned in for a last proper kiss before straightening up.] You know, think I'm starting to get used to the kiss goodbye everyday, dude. [But yeah, he had to leave and reluctantly so, maybe. But he'd be seeing her soon enough and he knew it. And they were going to get to go out for awhile, have a normal date.]

Me too. [She admitted, smiling as she held the door for him to go and then closed it behind him. She was excited about the date, weirdly enough. She hadn't been on an honest to god date in years. Not like normal people did it, anyway.]

[Of course, she was also excited about the phone call she was planning to make while Sam was in class. She grinned to herself as she went to clean up the breakfast dishes. She'd give him an hour or two to get settled into his daily routine before she threw it off.]

[And Sam got to his first class, made it through the day same as always and made sure when he did get a chance to check his phone, he was excused from any friends he'd met up with because... yeah, Dean had said so and the last thing he needed was to have someone overhear- private stuff like that.]

[Somewhere around the middle of the day -- coincidentally about the time Dean started to get bored -- she decided to make that call. She found herself cross legged on Sam's bed, naked, fitting batteries into a little bullet vibe. It said 'bullet' on the package. How could she resist?]

[After a test to see that it worked properly, she turned it off, laid back and dialed Sam's number. When the voicemail picked up immediately, she knew he must have been in class. Perfect.]

[She didn't say a word in greeting. Just held the bullet close to the receiver when she turned it on, hearing the buzz clearly in the phone's handset. Then she moved it down between her parted legs and let it brush against her clit. She gasped and jumped, laughing a little as she pressed it back again and then moaned. For the next few minutes, she lost herself in the vibrating sensation, panting, moaning, and squirming as it pushed her toward a fast, hard orgasm. When she came, she squeezed the phone in her hand a littler harder than she meant to, but it survived. She checked to see it was still recording her message, then laughed again, pleased with herself, and disconnected the call.]

[And part of him thought Dean might not actually do it-- or at least... God. He didn't know. He was glad he was alone when he heard the buzz against her phone, followed by her gasping and laughing--not even saying so much as a hello.]

[Yeah, okay, maybe it hadn't been a good idea to actually encourage the idea because damn if hearing her moan and gasp on his phone, the faint buzzing of the toy she was using on herself didn't have him half-hard and almost wishing he could just skip his last class and get back home. He didn't trust himself to make a call or at least he didn't trust himself to make a call and hear her possibly still going at it and not run home right then and there, so after a few moments used to compose himself, he decided on a text.]

Don't tire yourself out. Want you on the couch when I get back waiting for me.

[She was still laid out on the bed, enjoying a pleasant afterglow when her phone chimed a message received. She grinned when she saw Sam's text.]

No chance of that. I'm already excited for you to get home. Me and my new little friend will be waiting.

Can't believe you actually did that, Dean. Going crazy here.

[And the thought of her waiting like that, getting herself off was not helping him. He shouldn't actually like this so damn much...]

Almost done. I'll be home after this last class.

I always keep my promises, Sammy! This thing is awesome, btw. Next time I go shopping, you need to come with me. Some of that stuff I've never even seen.

[She laughed at his going crazy. She knew he would. All the better for when he finally got home. She couldn't wait.]

Don't plan on getting past the couch...

You really want to pay a visit to an adult store with me? Yeah, okay, at this point I would probably agree to anything. Definitely not getting past the couch.

I just decided I like sex toys, Sammy. You really WOULDN'T want to be in on that next shopping trip? Can't think of anything you might wanna use with me? Or ON me? Good. I'm already naked. I just need to move locations. ;)

[Speaking of which, she might as well do that. She grabbed her toy, the condoms, a pillow, and wandered into the living room to sprawl out on the couch. Her head rested on the pillow at one end of the couch, her feet toward the door. Then she waited, idly rubbing herself with a pair of fingers.]

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