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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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Probably. [She admitted with a laugh. Her's was pretty well shot. She pushed the button to start the vibrator and shivered when the lowest speed kicked on. Her free hand rested on his thigh for something to hold onto while she squirmed in her seat, letting the light vibrations ripple through her.]

[She looked down at herself. It seemed strange to have all this going on and have no visible evidence of it. Well, unless you counted the nipples that were standing up hard under her suit top. She looked back up and reached up to slip the remote into Sam's hand, wrapping his fingers around it so that his thumb rested on the little dial that changed the speeds.] How's your concentration now?

[His eyes roamed over her from the corner of his eye, biting at his lower lip to keep back a shiver. Wanted to touch her so bad, but the remote suddenly slipped into his hand would suffice.] Mm, still better than yours.

[He teased as he upped the speed a little.] Good? [His lips quirked up.]

[Still true. Although if the bulge her hand kept brushing against was any indication, Sam's concentration wasn't that much better than hers. Her hand tightened on his thigh and she gasped, back arching a little when he upped the speed. She reflexively pushed down against the seat and rocked herself, enjoying the vibrations immensely, but missing the fullness of Sam's cock inside her. Her hips moved like she was riding him, grinding against the leather seat.] S'good. Mmmm...

[It was so hard to not beg for more of her hand than those brushes he occasionally got against his cock. He wanted so much more, wanted to be inside her, watch her riding against him like she was doing the car seat right now. God... Dean--] God you look so good.

[he tried to keep focused on the road, forcing his eyes to stay straight. Just because he had to force himself to keep focused didn't mean she had to though, so after a few more moments, he was turning the speed up again.]

Sammy... [She breathed his name, then moaned wordlessly when he turned up the speed again. Her thighs rubbed together and she wriggled in her seat. If she rubbed her clit, she knew she could get off, but if she left it alone, she'd be that much more excited by the time they got back. For now, she kept her hands away.]

[She turned her head to nuzzle in against his neck and pant against his skin.] Can I put my mouth on you?

[He was breathing heavier now himself, just knowing she was right there next to him, squirming because of some toy that he was controlling. He groaned when she asked that.] Y-yeah... God, Dean.

Don't come. I need you to fuck me when we get back. [She gasped the words out before she shifted, stretching her smaller body out along the bench seat. Her hands shook a little with urgency as she pulled down the waistband of his swim trunks and pulled out his already hard cock. She was still squirming in response to the toy's vibrations when she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked him down, making needy sounds around the hard flesh. There was probably some very scientific, psychological explanation for the instant rush of relief and contentment she felt with Sam's cock in her mouth. She sucked on him rhythmically as she ground her hips uselessly against the seat.]

I- I won't. Need you too much, Dean... [God, walking to his apartment was going to be embarrassing, worked up as he was going to be with Dean's mouth on him. He gave a deep groan in response, the hand holding the remote going to rest lightly on the back of her head, just to be able to touch as he fought to keep the car steady and straight and not swerve or something... Thank God that they were getting close to his place now. Wasn't sure how long he'd last with her sucking him like that or the way she was trying to grind against the seats.] God--can't wait to fuck you, Dean. Doubt I'll even make it to the bed, dude. Think I'll be taking you hard up against the wall, maybe the front door.

[She whimpered desperately around his cock when he said that. The image of him fucking her up against the front door had her shuddering even more. Her hand slipped along his arm and brushed the hand he held the remote with, encouraging him to go further. Her mouth kept working over his cock, sucking desperately at the hard length on her tongue.]

[He turned the toy up more, as far up as it would go just to see how much she squirmed, gasping as she worked over his cock like that, practically trembling with the urge to buck up to get lost in the sensations, but he couldn't.] Dean-- God, please.

[He bit at his lower lip, hard.] Back off... gotta-- almost there, gotta focus, man.... please.

[It was so damn hard to back off. She almost didn't. Almost went on, wanting to feel and taste him coming and then keep right on sucking until she got herself off. It was especially difficult once he cranked the vibrator speed all the way up and her body started to move almost completely out of her control. God, she nearly lost it.]

[Slowly, with a lot of effort, she pulled back off his cock and rolled onto her back. Her lips were red and puffy from the effort and she panted raggedly as she squirmed on the seat, head still in Sam's lap. Her hips rocked uselessly up into nothing and her thighs rubbed together.] God, Sammy, I fucking need you...

[God, that-- the way Dean looked right now and moved should be fucking illegal. He could have come just watching her rock her hips up and rub her thighs together, and God her face-- Eyes back on the road with some effort, he nodded.] Yeah... God, I know, Dean.

[When he was parked, he leaned his head back breathing in heavy.] Fuck, come on, need you.

[Once it filtered into her overheated brain that the car had stopped, she pushed herself up and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him hard. She was still shuddering hard from the vibrator going inside her. She was going to die if she didn't get off soon.] Just the shopping bags. Forget everything else. We'll get it later. [She kissed him again just as rough and leaned back, panting and laughing a little breathlessly.] And turn that thing down a little, so I can walk.

[He nodded breathlessly, going to tuck himself back into his pants and glad that... at least he'd have something to cover himself up with. He turned down the vibrator though, as requested... maybe normally he wouldn't be this relaxed about Dean walking around with a vibrator inside her, but at this point? So long as it got him closer to being inside her, he really didn't care.]

[Tucked back in the restrictive fabric, he climbed out of the car and went to grab the bags. God, just hoped no one was around or anyone'd see this... probably pretty damn obvious what they'd been doing, what they were going to do.] Dean, come on.

[Dean gave a slight sigh of relief when the vibrations slowed. Not that she hadn't enjoyed the hell out of the high setting, but getting to the apartment was going to be tricky enough on a low setting. She pulled the denim shorts back on and buttoned them as she climbed out of the car...]

[... and damn near ended up on her ass. Her legs were like jelly for a minute before she got them solidly under her. Then she was hurrying around to the front of the car, biting her bottom lip and shifting from foot to foot as the toy still moved inside her.] Little faster, Sammy...

Moving as fast as I can, Dean. [He huffed a little, watching her struggle to walk right. He stayed close to her, hurrying them both into the building and the elevator.]

I know, I know. [She hurried into she elevator with him, pushing the button for their floor several times in the hopes that it would hurry. She leaned back with her hands on the rail, hips still swaying slightly. One hand moved over and stroked down his arm, slipped to his hand, and pushed his thumb against the vibrator's controls, cranking it up higher again. She groaned and her head thunked back against the wall of the elevator.] Mmmmm... elevator's slow....

[The minute they were in the elevator and she had that toy turned up again, he couldn't resist moving over her, leaning in to kiss her roughly, groaning against her.] God, it is... [He smiled a little.] Like that toy, huh?

I like it. [She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back hard. She hooked a leg over his hip and pressed herself against him so he could feel a little of the vibration against his cock.] Can't wait to try some of the other stuff. After you fuck me brainless up against the door, that is...

[There was a deep moan against the other's lips as she pressed herself against her, grinding against her hard for the friction, shivering at the vibration he felt.] God, can't wait to get you inside, Dean. Want you so bad. [He nipped at the other lightly, moving down her neck.] Need you.

Need you, too. Feel like I'm gonna explode if I don't get you in me soon. [She squirmed against him, watching the floor lights over his shoulder. She nudged him when they reached their floor.] C'mon, Sammy. Almost there.

[He pulled away when the elevator door opened, going to their door and getting it open. First things first, he had to toss the bags down on the couch so he'd have free arms because the door thing? He'd been totally serious about getting her up against it.]

[Dean closed and locked the door behind them, then her hands went to her waistband. She popped the button on her shorts and pushed them down along with the bikini bottoms. For a minute, she leaned back against the door, rubbing her clit lightly. Just to take the edge off a little. Then she moved it lower to grasp the vibrator's removal cord and pull it out.]

[Sam pulled off his shirt because they obviously weren't going to be needing clothes for awhile, and then his swim trunks. he thumbed off the vibrator once it was removed and then he was back on her. Pressing dean to the door, he guided one of her legs up around his waist, pressing against her.]

Sammy... [Dean whined his name, squirming in his arms. God, she didn't want to have to say what she was about to say. It almost didn't happen, but... he'd feel bad later if she didn't remind him.] You wanted... god... wanted us to be more careful...?

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