Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-09-27 02:13 pm
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clothes shopping! for
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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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[but whatever, he was pulling over to the side and parking again, head falling back.] God- Dean, like that... [his hand resumed stroking her, pushing his fingers a little harder into her.]
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[Her brain was starting to misfire and she whimpered, making desperate, needy sounds around the rigid length her lips were moving over. Her arms tightened on him and she pushed herself down further onto him.]
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[He was panting and moaning, body tensing a little as she took him in even deeper.] Dean...
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[She pulled back off him once he was spent and tucked him back into his boxers, rolling onto her back to rest with her head still in his lap.] Mmmmm...
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[He smirked, giving a teasing glimpse down and sighing out.] Dean... I'm pretty sure I haven't had this much sex in a day in my life until we started this and I don't know what that says, really...
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