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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[He settled both arms around her, pulling her a little closer.] Never thought- you know, I'd be... we'd be in this kind of relationship, man. I mean, I guess no one- plans on this kinda thing anyway.
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I'm happy, Dean. [Maybe his life wasn't normal, but it was pretty safe and... he liked it. Liked getting away from hunting, away from Dad. Be lying if he said he thought it could last though. Dad wasn't stupid and Sam knew he'd figure something out eventually... no telling what crap would go down whenever he did.]
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Good. I want you to be happy. [She kissed his neck softly.]
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[His expression was a little more teasing when he looked up at her.] I also get to show off a cute girlfriend for a month...
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You know, we should probably get up and shower eventually...
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[She wandered in behind Sam and kissed the back of his neck, then trailed the little square wrapper down his spine.] Guess what I'm thinking right now?
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[The mild annoyance is gone by the time Dean makes it into the bathroom and he feels the light scratch of the wrapper down his back, lips quirking up despite himself as he turns to face her, eyes the wrapper.] Yeah, uh. I don't think I really need to guess, dude. [He turned to tug her closer, pull her in for a proper kiss.]
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[He leaned in, kissing her deeper, lingering there.] Maybe you leaning against the wall and me on my knees between your legs? Or maybe you'd prefer if I used my hand... from what you said on the phone, you really like my fingers.
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[Wasn't like he had... years of experience his brother had. He wasn't a virgin, but he wasn't Dean Winchester, who could walk into any place and usually pick up someone willing to go some place quiet with him. Dean never had to skittishly ask him how you even talk to girls... So it was kind of satisfying in its own way whenever he could make Dean squirm and moan for him, need him - male or female.]
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[Her hands tangled in his hair and used the hold to deepen the kiss.] Want you. Want you...
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[Yeah, their track record was awful and he didn't really mind it at all.] God- want you so bad.
[Slowly, he lowered her down to stand on her own, slowly moving down to his knees and kissing whatever skin he passed on his way down.] Love you, Dean.
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I love you, too. So much, Sammy.
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I know. [And he did. Nudging her legs further apart, he finally started to lap at her, his hands rubbing up the other's highs, back over her ass.]
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Oh god... [She gasped at the first touch of his tongue on her. She shivered and her hips rocked a tiny bit in response.] So good.
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[And just to push it a little further, see how Dean reacted to him getting bolder, the hand kneading at her ass shifted a little further until his fingertip was rubbing against her entrance, though not pushing in since his finger wasn't slick enough.]
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