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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 let out a soft groan, rolling his hips up again.] god, Dean... really like having me inside you, don't you? Making this harder and harder to wait, dude. [His free hand trailed down between her legs to rub over her teasingly.]

Yeah, I really do. [She let her hand stop moving, resting against the front of his jeans as she spread her legs for him and moaned at the teasing. Every time his fingers brushed against that clit clamp, it sent sparks through her. The low speed of the vibrator was keeping her right there on edge.]

You have to wait? [Her voice was soft and teasing.] It's possible to fuck me without getting me off, you know.

[He let out a breathy laugh, tipping his head forward a moment. God, she was going to drive him crazy.] Dean... is that the kinda thing you want? Me fucking you like that?

[Dean backed off a little, trying to interpret Sam's tone. She chewed her bottom lip and shrugged, watching him carefully.] Do you want it? [Yeah, totally not an answer.]

Dude, you can't answer a question with a question... [He gave her a softer smile. It had been a question--not accusing or anything.]

I wouldn't hate it... [She offered softly. She looked down, watching his hand move on her. Stroked his arm lightly with her fingertips.] There's stuff I like, or I think I would, that I couldn't ever ask for from anybody else. I don't... want you to think less of me, though.

Dean, calm down. [He smiled a little, fingertips pausing teasing her and instead moved on to rubbing her inner thigh soothingly.] It's not about that, man. I'm not going to think less of you. I just-- [He shrugged, giving her another look briefly.] I wanted to make sure you liked that kinda stuff's all, Dean.

I don't want to just-- use you for real or whatever, you know? You're more important than just a hole to fuck, Dean. But I'm fine with-- trying whatever stuff you want, Dean. I think that should be clear by now. You know... as long as we're both enjoying it.

I am calm. [Well, maybe not entirely. She felt better when he started talking, though. She leaned in more against his side and rested her cheek against his shoulder.] I want it. I haven't ever asked anyone before, because I didn't trust them not to take it too far. I don't want to be with somebody who's going to treat me like their whore. I trust you to know that it's just a game and not just use me like that all the time.

[She kissed his shoulder and looked up at him, nibbling on her lip again.] For tonight... I want you to use me. All you want. If I can't deal with it, I'll take the clamps and stuff off myself. Just for tonight, I want you in complete control. Is that... okay?

[His expression softened a little at that, smiling as she leaned in against him.] Okay, Dean... I get it. [And he was taking a little detour to the restaurant. She wanted him to fuck her, right? They'd need some place private.]

It's okay... whatever you want. [he drove for a few moments, quiet.] Want to fuck you from behind, Dean.

[Dean grinned, a little relieved, and leaned against Sam while he drove. That went much better than she'd been worried it might. She kissed his shoulder and stroked his arm down to the hand on her thigh, covering it lightly with one of her own.]

[She smiled at his last words.] Gonna bend me over the hood, Sammy? Grind my poor, clamped up nipples against it?

[Dean was trusting him with this stuff, figured he should give it a try. And hey, if neither of them liked it, they could say stop. Right now, that grin he got and hand covering his was worth it.]

[he gave a soft noise, squeezing her thigh gently.] I do like how you look pushed over the hood off your car, man...

I like it, too. And you haven't had me on the hood in this body yet. [She shivered a little at the mental image. Rubbed her thighs together lightly, catching his hand between them.]

[Only in their lives would that be considered an average sentence. He snorted a little, moving his hand back up to rub at her teasingly when she started to press her thighs together. He gave that clamp a teasing, light tug.] Almost to a place, Dean, just hold on.

[The tug earned him a whimper and she rocked herself against his hand.] I love that you know a place, Sammy.

[he gave a quiet laugh at that.] Shut up, Dean. [But his tone didn't have any bite to it and he gave a teasing look.]

You know you're glad you do, right now. Guess I'm rubbing off on you, huh? [She gave him a teasing look back, still rocking into his hand. The hand on his leg moved back to the bulge in the front of his jeans, palming him lightly.]

Considering how much you want to do it in the car? I have to keep an eye out, Dean. [He teased, giving that clamp another playful tug before he drew his hand away. The parking spot was just up ahead after all.]

Come on, let's get out. [He flashed her a smile and just because he could, turned that toy up on a higher speed again.]

[She whimpered and squirmed at the tug. He was definitely enjoying that one. She grinned. Then they were parking and she breathed a sigh of relief. That was until the vibrator was suddenly turned up and she jumped again, squirming and moaning softly. It took a minute to get the coordination to follow after him, electing to climb out the driver door after him.]

[He smiled as she crawled after him, reaching out a hand to steady her once she was on her feet. He drew her against his body, leaning in to kiss her deeply, roughly.] God, can't wait to get inside you, Dean... so hot.

[Dean made a sound of desperation into the kiss, holding onto Sam tightly. The vibrations were diving her insane and when he pulled her close, his body rubbed against her clamped nipples, making them throb.] God, yes. Please. [Even if he didn't plan to let her come this time, she still wanted to feel him.]

[He thumbed off that toy and led her to the front of the car, nudging her to bend over for him. When she was bent over for him, he hiked her skirt up with one hand, the other resting on the small of her back to hold her there.]

[He reached to take that toy out next, eager to be inside her.] You're not going to come this time, Dean... You're going to hold back for me if you get close, you got that? [He was trying to give her what she wanted.] I'm going to fuck you until I come inside you, then that toy's going right back in so you remember exactly whose you are... who gets to fuck you like this.

[She went willingly wherever he wanted her, bending eagerly and spreading her legs for him to pull the vibrator out. Predictably, her hard, pinched nipples rubbed against the car hood with just the thin fabric of her dress to shield them. Her cheek rested against the warm metal and her hands pressed against it.]

[His orders made her moan and her eyes closed, but she nodded.] I understand. I belong to you. You decide when I come.

Okay, good. [He went to unzip his jeans and draw himself out, shifting to position--and push in deep and hard. That hand stayed on the small of her back, rubbing as he started up a steady pace.] Oh, God...

[She cried out when he slammed into her, moaning at the pace he set up. Her breath fogged the shiny metal near her face as she panted for breath. God, it felt good. Every time he pushed in, her body rocked against the car, pulling the chains tight and tugging at her clit and nipples. Never mind how good it felt to just have him in her. Nothing was as good as being filled up by Sam.]

Feel so good... [She breathed the words, eyes squeezing shut to focus just on how everything felt.]

[He curled over her, his hand slipping off her back to press onto the hood and balance himself, the other holding onto her hip as he pushed himself in.] Dean... God, so do you, always do.

[He nipped at the back of her neck, keeping the pace up, chasing his own release that was getting so close.] Love how tight you are, how you feel... just love being inside you.

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