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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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[She reached up to wrap her arms around him, the panties tickling against the back of his neck.] If I don't...? I might find myself dragged off to a closet or a bathroom somewhere?

Yeah... maybe. [He murmured, biting at his lower lip when he felt the brush of fabric against his neck, his hands dipping down lower to slip under her skirt, smooth up her ass.] Hard to resist, is all, dude..

[Dean made a pleased noise and shivered when she felt Sam's hands moving over her bare skin. She wiggled back against those hands.] Might have to go without, then. Sounds like an adventure.

[His hands slipped from under her skirt and he nuzzled again, kissing and nipping lightly.] God, we're going to have to find somewhere to park... or at least somewhere private, dude.

I like it when you can't keep your hands off me. [She grinned and pushed in closer to Sam.] Keep kissing me like that and we won't get out of the house, you know...

Yeah, well, that's because you're a jerk who still likes finding ways to drive me crazy. [He smiled a little more, teasing.] At least it's more pleasant than usual.

[His hand rested on her hip lightly.] Dude, come on. We should go.

I'm not a jerk. [She pinched his ass playfully. Then she moved away to finish getting dressed. The panties got tossed aside, but she put on a bra and pulled on a tight band t-shirt and a pair of heeled boots.]

[She snagged a couple of condoms out of the nightstand and stuffed them in Sam's pocket with a grin, then bounced happily to the door.] C'mon, Sammy!

You totally are. [He jerked a little at the pinch, giving Dean a look over his shoulder and fidgeted a little when she just tossed her panties aside. Dammit--]

[And then she was shoving condoms in his pocket and he knew that this trip was going to be a little more interesting than just dress shopping.] Yeah, alright. I'm coming, Dean. [He moved to follow her out of the building, reaching out to take her hand in his lightly.]

Meany. [She teased him as she headed out, holding onto his hand. Good thing it wasn't a windy day. She grinned to herself, bouncing happily on her high heeled boots. Still didn't even out the height difference, damnit, but it helped.] Who's driving?

I'm totally not mean, Dean. [He watched her bounce a little, smiling to himself at what a good mood she was apparently in. He shrugged.] Think you should... because I don't know how focused I can be right now thanks to you and if I mess up your baby, even if it's your fault, you'd still try and kick my ass, I bet.

[He shrugged.] Maybe we'll see how good your focus is later anyway.

What do you mean try? [She grinned at him as she jangled the keys from a fingertip and went to the driver's side of the Impala. Before she got in, she grinned at him over the roof of the car.] I like it when you test me.

[She slipped in behind the wheel, waiting for Sam to get settled.] Whole lotta bare skin on this leather. Interesting feeling...

What, you think you could kick my ass like this? [There might have been a teasing, almost challenging note to his voice... though he didn't really think Dean' be out to wrestle with him like this. Hopefully. He returned that grin as he slipped in the passenger side, settling in.]

Yeah? In a good way?

Exactly when have you ever known me to back down from a challenge, Sammy? [Dean glanced over at him with a raised eyebrow. She might not be successful at it, but she'd sure as hell give him a run for it.]

[Once Sam was seated, she started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot.] Yeah. Especially when the engine's rumbling. [She grinned and wiggled in her seat a little. Possibly just to tease Sam.]

No offense, dude, but you're probably going to wind up under me like that... and not in the good way. [Well, at first. Their track record? Even sparring would probably end up in messing around now.]

dude... [He snorted a little as she wiggled around like that.] Maybe I should have left you and the car alone after all.

[Dean heaved a mock sigh and shook her head.] Now I'm gonna have to kick your ass, Sammy. Look what you've done.

[She grinned and stopped the wiggling, focusing on getting them to the store.] Me and my baby get along great, but I'd still rather be fucking you.

[That earned a laugh.] Save the ass kicking for later, Dean.

Still good to know, I guess, that you'd rather have me than the car. [He reached across the seat to give her leg an affectionate squeeze.]

Yep. When you least expect it!

[She smiled at the squeeze, enjoying the touch. Always loved his hands on her.] It's true. I like your hands. And, well, the rest of you.

[His arm went to slide around her as he scooted a little closer, smiling down at her.] Yeah, like everything about you too, Dean.

Everything, huh? [She grinned over at him. They weren't far from the store she had in mind. She'd noticed it the last time she was out and about.Hopefully, there'd be something in there that made Sam do that eyeball popping thing she loved so much.]

[He snorted at that, turning his attention back to the road to see where they were. Clothes shopping with Dean? Meant he had something nice to look at, even if his brother seemed to like to attempt to surprise him with whatever she decided to wear. At least now he was allowed to look in public. She could easily pass as a girlfriend and not his sibling like this... kind of nice for a change.]

[Not too long after, they turned into the parking lot for a women's clothing store and Dean pulled into a parking space up front. She turned off the engine and gave Sam's knee a squeeze before she climbed out.]

[There were mannequins in the windows with hip-hugging jeans and trendy club wear on. She took Sam's hand and pulled him toward the door.] This appears to be the place for short skirts...

[He followed her into the store, his fingers tangled with hers as he looked around.] So you got any idea what kind of dress you're looking for? Besides, uh, short.

I dunno. Solid colors, nothing crazy looking. [She led him over to a rack and started looking through, pulling out a few to try on.] Any suggestions?

Well, I'm not really an expert on girl clothes, you know, but... [He did take a look at the rack to see if anything caught his eye that'd look good on her.] Needs to... you know, cover enough. [If she was wearing that chain and going without panties... God, the thought alone sent a shiver through him, but he focused on just... handing her a couple of his own suggestions.]

[Dean took the ones he suggested and a couple she liked and headed for a fitting room. After a few minutes of debate, she finally called out to Sam.] Okay, I've got it narrowed down to three. You have to help me decide.

[She stepped out in the first choice and did a turn for inspection.] What do you think of this?

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