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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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Sounds like a deal. [He smiled easily after that kiss, reaching for the soap to start doing just that - wash the other's back.]

[Dean turned her back to Sam, sighing contentedly at the feel of Sam's hands moving over her skin. The water was still warm and felt good sluicing down the front of her body.] Man, single-person showers are such a waste of potential.

[He gave a soft laugh at that, leaning in to kiss the back of her neck.] Enjoying yourself, huh?

Oh yeah. Any excuse to get your hands on me. [Her head tilted forward a little at the kiss and she sighed happily.] Are you?

Yeah, I am... [He washed her lazily, taking his time, lingering. He smiled faintly.] All done, I think.

Mmmm. My turn, then. [She'd gotten awfully relaxed, standing there enjoying his hands on her. Now, she pulled him gently around to take her place under the water and took the soap from him to return the favor.]

[He let her move him forward and let his head fall forward as her hands went to work over him, groaning appreciatively. god, that was good.]

Mmm, that's good, Dean.

Funny. I was just thinking the same thing. [She pressed a kiss to the middle of his back and nipped at the skin gently. Behave. She had to remember to behave.] So, what kind of club did you say this was? Are you planning on dancing or something?

[He smiled at the kiss, tipping his head forward, eyes drifting shut.] Mmm, I'm not- I mean I don't usually dance very much. Just been with with friends a few times. I'm sure you'll be interested in the cheap drinks they have...

[She laughed and reached around him to wash his front.] I'm always happy to have a good drink. Just gotta remember I'm lacking some body mass this time around. Otherwise, you'll be carrying me home.

Well, that wouldn't be a first either, dude. [He smirked a little to himself, looking over his shoulder at her.] But I'd prefer it if you were conscious tonight, yeah...

[Dean gave an indignant huff and nipped Sam's shoulder.] You have never had to carry me home unconscious!

Hey! [He gave a teasing look over his shoulder at that bite.] Maybe not unconscious, dude, but pretty damn out of it a time or two.

And you know, we were both pretty drunk when this thing started.

Well, I guess that's true. [She smirked as she set the soap aside. There was no pretending to wash him anymore. Anything more would just be groping and she was supposed to be trying to behave.] That particular drunk did us a lot of good.

[She leaned up and kissed him softly.] Y'ready to get out of here before we prune up?

Yeah, I guess it did, huh? [He leaned in to return the kiss briefly.] Yeah... we should.

[Reluctantly, he went to shut off the water and step out to grab some towels, passing one to Dean.]

[She stepped out of took the towel he handed her, drying off quickly. The towel was wrapped around her shoulders to keep the water from her hair off her back as she headed into the bedroom to get her clothes to wear for the night.]

[She hummed to herself as she riffled through the various clothing bags.]

[While she grabbed her clothes, he went to slip into some of his own.] I still can't get over you got that many clothes, dude. You're such a girl.

[Dean straightened up and gave Sam a look, pointing to her naked breasts.] Girl. [Then she stuck out her tongue and took her chosen clothes into the bathroom to change. It was no fun if he got to see them right away.]

[He laughed a little fondly at that.] Yeah, but you're acting like one too. [And he could have teased more, but she was already heading into the bathroom to change and he was kind of interested in seeing what she decided on. After he was dressed and ready, he went to wait for her in the living room.]

[It was one thing to tease about going out in cute girl clothes. It was something else entirely to actually do it. Dean had a new appreciation for all the hot chicks she'd ogled over the years. Wearing this stuff was ballsy. Especially the heels, which she was actually getting pretty good at.]

Guess who's carrying my money and ID again? [She asked as she joined him in the living room and held the items out.] Girl clothes... no pockets.

[And like all the other times Dean came prancing out in something that... God, really flattered her, Sam took a moment to give an almost flustered look and wrestle with that part of himself that found it a little weird he found Dean hot as a chick as he did a man.]

God, you look good. [But he had a feeling she knew that one already. Getting up, he took the items and put them in his pocket, leaning in to steal a deep, lingering kiss.]

[It probably should bother Dean how well she was assimilating to being a girl, but she chose to just enjoy it instead. Girls got to have great sex and got attention all the time. Good times.]

Thank you. [She smiled. Dean's ego was such that she had a pretty good idea she looked good. It still felt good to hear it from Sam, though. Her arms looped around his neck when he kissed her and she leaned into the kiss, sighing happily against his lips.] Guess you're not gonna complain it's too short, huh?

Dude, do you really think I'm that... I don't know, innocent? I can handle short skirts... actually, I kinda like it. [He wasn't going to like it when they got to the club and Dean got attention, but... at least he knew she was going home with him.]

I didn't say that. It's just not much longer than the school girl one and you were pretty adamant about me not wearing that one out. [She leaned up and kissed his cheek. She wasn't so far gone that she was wearing any make up or jewelry. Just Sam's necklace, tied a bit higher on the cord to keep it from dangling uncomfortably.] I'm glad you like it. The lady at the store insisted that every girl had to have one little black dress.

[She was kind of looking forward to seeing what Sam did when other guys stared, no lie. It was flattering to have someone jealous over her.]

Maybe that was because it was a school girl outfit. [He gave a teasing look at that, smiling a little bit wider when he saw the amulet between them and reached up to lightly touch it.] You never take that off, do you? [Be lying if he said he didn't... kind of like it. That Dean kept that gift with him.] You picked out one hell of a dress, dude.

[And if they stuck around, he kind of figured where this would probably end up... with more 'misbehaving', so he reluctantly drew away.] You ready to head out?

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