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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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[He shifted up behind her, taking a moment to just rub at her hops before holding them tight and using the leverage to pull her back hard against him so he was buried deep into her, fast and hard.] Oh, God...

Yes! [She gasped when he slammed into her. She moaned and pushed to grind back on him, groaning shamelessly at the feel of him inside her.] Fuck me hard, Sammy. Fuck me. Need you.

[he didn't need to be told twice. He was pushing hard into her, fucking her like she was asking and holding tight to her hips.] Dean... God, need you too, love you...

Oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please... [The words spilled thoughtlessly past her lips as Sam hammered into her. She wasn't sure what she was begging for, but she knew Sam could give it to her. Her back arched, pushing her back against him. Then she sank down, lowering her upper body to the mattress, opening more for Sam, and pulling the chains tight on her body.]

[He changed the angle as he thrust into her, trying to hit all those good spots in her that would have her really crying out for him. One hand left her hip to rest on the small of her back when Dean bent forward like that.] God, Dean... so good--you feel so good

Sammy, Sammy, Sammy... [When he changed the angle, he started slamming into just the right spot every time he sank into her. She tensed up tight when her orgasm slammed into her out of nowhere, hitting like a truck, forcing his name from her throat in a near scream, fists tangled in the sheets desperately.] Don't stop, don't stop! Fuck, please, Sammy, god please...

[He shuddered every time he heard her name fall from his lips and watching her practically scream for him was almost enough to get him to come right there, but he held back. Forced himself to hold back because he wanted this to last a little longer, wanted to just feel her and see her--fuck. He kept slamming into her, just getting lost in the sensations, in the way she desperately held at the sheets and begged him to not stop.] Not-- not going to... Dean, God, can't stop. Can't ever stop.

[When he finally came, it was with a loud moan of his brother's name as he curled over her a little, resting one hand against the mattress to keep himself upright as he rode out the pleasure, rolling his hips against hers until he was totally spent.]

[The waves washed over her for what seemed like forever. Every time she thought she might come down, another wicked thrust slammed into something inside her that had her squirming and crying out again.]

[She was still shaking by the time he was completely spent. Her legs gave out and she sank to the bed, groaning at the loss as the motion pulled her off of Sam's cock. She laid sprawled out on the bed, panting for breath and shivering through the aftershocks.] ... oh god.

[Sam was panting heavy, by the time Dean pulled off him, his eyes locked on her. God--the way she'd been crying out and practically writhing under him throughout the entire thing... no words for how hot that was.]

[And no words for how good she looked stretched out on the bed, trembling and looking so thoroughly fucked. He took a moment to discard the condom before he curled over her, kissing over her shoulder, along her neck gently.] God, that was--

[he smiled, trailing off as he brought up his hand to brush over her cheek.] You're beautiful.

Mmmm... [She smiled at the compliment, eyes opening a little to peer back at Sam. It felt good to lay there and let him kiss and nuzzle her. Her heart was still hammering away in her chest and she was so damn sensitive to his touch.] You're amazing. I don't think I've ever felt like that before.

I don't think I've ever seen you like that before. [He nuzzled against her, pretty damn pleased he'd been able to get that reaction. his hand smoothed over her hip soothingly, his lips grazing her neck.]

Love you.

Love you, too. [Dean smiled at the soft touches. Her body had finally started to settle down from the trembling aftershocks. Helped to have his body pressed up against her.]

[She shifted a little, curling up on her side and wiggling back against him. Felt good to have him spooned up behind her. Solid and warm at her back. She pulled his arm around her and sighed softly.]

[he breathed out a pleasant sigh as she curled back against him, settling contentedly beside her as his arm settled comfortably around her.] Mm, wanna take those off now?

[His fingertips carefully brushed against the chain trailing down her stomach, touch light and soothing.]

Yeah, think so. [She leaned more back against him to give him room to reach the clamps.] Go easy. They're supposed to hurt a little when they come off.

[He pressed soothing kisses along her neck and shoulders as he took the clamps off her chest carefully, not wanting to cause her too much discomfort and hoping the affection would distract her a little. His palm soothed down her flat stomach then, slowly and softly until he was settle between her legs.] Love you, Dean...

[He cupped his hand over her lightly for a moment, just careful, easy touches before taking that clamp off as well and letting it fall to the bed.]

[She hissed a little when each clamp came off and the blood flow returned, making her nipples sting. It didn't last too long and left her incredibly sensitive to the touch. Sam's kisses made her sigh, eyes falling shut to enjoy the gentle affection while he slipped his hand down between her legs for the last clamp.]

[When the last one came off she shuddered. It was less painful than the other two, but made her clit way more sensitive. When she closed her legs after, she moaned softly. Definitely no regrets there. She pulled his arm back around her and settled in to rest, smiling to herself.] Gotta tell you... I love it when you're fucking me like there's no tomorrow, but it feels really good when you're gentle, too.

[He smiled a little bit at that, nuzzling at her affectionately.] God, love fucking you any way I can, Dean... [He tightened his arm around her lightly.] So, you had fun, huh?

Mmmm... yes, I did. Really good. Especially liked those ideas for our night out, too. [She wiggled back against him playfully.] Did you?

Figured you would. [He smiled a little more, giving her a more playful nip.] Yeah... God, really loved it, Dean. You looked amazing, you know?

[She giggled at the nipping and looked over her shoulder to smile at him.] Are you happy with your pictures?

Won't be able to forget how you looked like this, I guess. [he nuzzled at her.] Definitely happy with them, Dean. [He nuzzled at her, leaning in to kiss at her lips while she looked over.] Thanks, man... for trusting me with this kind of stuff.

Always trust you, Sammy. I know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me. [Physically or otherwise. She kissed him back and sighed against his lips.] You know if you come up with one you really want, I'll do it for you. Just gotta tell me how you want me.

[He smiled at that, his fingertips brushing the side of her face affectionately.] Yeah... okay, Dean. I will. [He let out a soft sigh.] You know, uh... not exactly good at posing or anything, but--maybe later, I'll let you take a picture or two of me... give you something for when I'm not there. [He paused, smiled.] Just, uh, don't let Dad see them.

I absolutely swear Dad will never see anything remotely resembling a naked picture of your or me. Or both of us. [She turned in his arms and curled up to his chest, helpless to stop the small moans and whimpers that followed her nipples pressing up against his chest or the jolt that went through her clit with just that movement. No wonder those clamps were so popular in porn. They were awesome.] Does it have a timer? We could set it to take a picture of us while we're together. [She grinned at him, playful and teasing.]

For the best... We'd have to leave the country or something. [He rubbed a hand up her spine when she turned towards him, smiling at the noises she made.] Sensitive, huh? [His fingers went to tease at her nipples a little, being careful though.] Mm, like that idea... [He tipped his forehead against hers, hand trailing down her stomach.] Sensitive down there too, Dean?

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