Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-09-27 02:13 pm
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[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 pushed his weight up in an attempt to flip them so he could be on top. gave him better access and all...]
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[He looked up, playful.] So you think you're ready for that date of ours tonight or is it going to have to wait until tomorrow?
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[She whimpered and squirmed against him.] Getting close, Sammy.
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[He kept teasing her for a moment more, getting her as close as possible before he stopped, reaching down to grab at her hips with his free hand and hold firm enough to keep her from squirming against the fingers still lingering inside of her--not giving any stimulation and were soon being drawn out so he could lick them clean.] You feel so good, Dean... taste good too.
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[She licked her lips as she watched him lick his fingers clean and she moaned.] Do I get my shower now?
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