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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[Then he was climbing back over her to get her out of that swimsuit top they hadn't bothered to remove earlier. As soon as he had access, his palms lightly covered her breasts, kneading teasingly, thumbs brushing over her nipples before his mouth descended to tease one. Lips closed around the hardened nub as teeth raked over it teasingly, followed by the brush of a tongue while his fingers gave a teasing pinch to the other.] God, Dean...
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[He teased, moving his mouth to tease at her other breast for a few moments before he reached for those clamps to to on her, eyes darting to her face to watch her reaction.]
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[Her eyes were glued to his hands when he set the clamps on her nipples. She licked her lips and squirmed a little, feeling the slight pinch. They were on the lowest possible tension. It was a strange feeling, but not bad.] You can... tighten them a little.
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[His mouth found her center though, pressing a teasing kiss to her folds before lapping at her, moaning soft against her as he tasted her. He kept up the teasing for a few more moments, tongue exploring her thoroughly before he pulled away to spread her a little further, ease that final clamp onto her clit. Never actually- thought about this kind of stuff before, let alone figured he'd feel a jolt going straight to his cock at the fact that he was doing it to Dean.]
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[She moaned again and squirmed against the bed, panting softly as she got used to the feeling of having all her most sensitive parts pinched firmly in little clamps. Her eyes opened and she locked a hazy gaze on Sam, taking one of his hands and sliding it across her skin to rest against the chains where they connected under her breasts.]
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[Her head rolled back on her neck and she started to move faster, push down harder onto him. The motion made her breasts bounce and she moaned each time it pulled on the clamps. The amulet Sam gave her dangled between her breasts, moving with the motion as well. God, between the necklace and the chains, she couldn't be any more visibly Sam's unless she was actually in a collar.]
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[But she started moving faster and all he could do was moan out her name, hands falling to grip at the bed under them as she rode him faster and harder. His eyes settled on her chest, on those clamps tugging, at that amulet dangling between them. He couldn't resist it anymore. One hand went to push him up until he was sitting in front of her, the other went to grab at the necklace possessively as he leaned in for a kiss.] Dean...
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