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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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[When his fingers touched her, she leaned back against the dash to spread herself for him. Let him touch however he wanted. Then he handed her a condom and she smiled. A tingle of desire went up her spine at that soft order.]

[She shifted back a tiny bit to give herself some room to open Sam's jeans. The front was a little moist from where she'd been rubbing up against him. When the jeans were opened, she pulled him out and opened the condom wrapper, carefully rolling it down over his impressively hard cock. As soon as it was in place, she didn't waste any time levering herself up and pushing down onto him.]

[He bit his lower lip as she touched him, shivering a little and almost wanting to roll up against her hand, but soon, she was settling onto him and he was being enveloped in tight, wet heat. He held onto her hips with his free hand to stop her from moving too soon, as much as he wanted her to, his other hand staying between her legs to rub at her. Just wanted to focus on how she felt a moment, how she looked, how they looked connected. Really shouldn't be doing this outside, not in broad daylight even if no one ever came out this way, but...] God, you feel amazing, Dean. Look so good right now....

[She stayed still as he held her in place, shuddering under his touch. Her head tipped back on her neck, panting for breath toward the ceiling. It didn't matter to her that they were outside. That just made it better. She moaned softly, struggling not to move her hips as she looked back down at him.] Feels good. Wanna ride you, Sammy. Lemmie move?

[his hold loosened on her at the request and he gave a breathless nod as his gaze fell back on her face.] Yeah... please, Dean... [Needed to feel her, wanted to watch every move she made.]

[As soon as he nodded, she was moving. Her hips rolled in quick circles, not bothering with slow and easy. Sam was hard as a rock inside her and she was so wet and ready. Slow wasn't going to cut it right now.]

[With the position they were in, it was simple for her to reach behind her and brace her hands on the dash, putting herself more on display for her brother and giving an extra leverage boost to her downward thrusts.]

[He groaned softly, his hips rolling up to meet hers as much as they could, pushing in deeper as his eyes roamed over her body.] Dean... [He panted her name, his hands smoothing up her thighs, down her flat stomach, anywhere they could reach.] Love you.

Love you. God... love your hands on me. [ The more Sam touched her, the better she liked it. She moaned and squirmed under his hands, trying to get closer to them and still push hard down onto his cock, grinding her body against him.] Sammy... feel so good...

[His hands kept exploring her body. Up to her chest for awhile, down her sides and over her hips and thighs, nails bluntly raking occasionally as she squirmed under them. God, she felt so perfect, everything she did...] God, so do you, Dean... You're so good.

Oooh God, Sammy. Fuck. [She whined and squirmed, moaning louder as she pushed down harder against him. Wanted to feel him as deep as she could get him. He was so hard and at this angle, he hit all the best places inside her. Fuck, it was so damn good.] Fucking condoms... wanna feel you coming inside me...

[He let out a desperate groan, his hips rolling up as much as they could, trying to get as deep inside her as possible, hit all those spots that had her making all those noises.] I- I know, Dean... me too... [Probably not something he should be confessing, ever, but he was just far gone enough to not give a damn.] Hate having something between us, anything... [His hand was back between her legs though, rubbing against her, wanting to see her let go, wanting to feel her clenching around him when she came.] Dean-- you're so damn good...

Sam! [Dean gasped when he started rubbing her. She had already been right there on the edge and that pushed her right over. She tipped her head back and cried out his name and a handful of curses as she came, going tight around him, her thighs clenching against his hips.]

[His eyes were wide, locked on her face as she finally came, crying out his name like that. It really didn't take much more than that to have him coming into the thing barrier between them, pressing his face to her neck to keep himself quiet as he rode out the pleasure, murmuring her name breathlessly.] God... Dean-- [He was panting breathlessly, resting against her, his touch softening and stopping altogether.]

[When she finally came back to her senses, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held onto him. She shivered with aftershocks, panting for breath.] Love you...

Love you too... [His arms settled around her, holding her near.] Okay, so... car sex is pretty good... when it's with you.

Better only be having car sex with me. Not kidding about hiding the bodies, Sammy. [She nuzzled into him, sighing happily at the closeness.]

Don't worry, dude. Haven't been with anyone else since we started this... in a car or out, alright? [He smiled a little, his tone teasing when he spoke next.] Just don't go crazy and start going after my female friends or something while you're here, Dean.

Mmmm, good. [She chuckled at his teasing.] I won't if they behave themselves.

[He leaned in, nipping at her lips lightly, bringing up a hand to rest on her cheek.] No one is misbehaving... except us, dude. [And he definitely wouldn't mind if they did this again...]

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