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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[She moaned when he pushed it into her, filling her again, but not as good as Sam had.] Don't... don't turn it on yet. Too close. I'll come.
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[His tone was softer, more soothing when he spoke this time.] Just take a moment to calm down, Dean. Look so amazing like this... God, you did so well too, man.
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Thank you. [She breathed at the praise, eyes closed, smiling happily.] I almost didn't make it. Very close.
[After another minute, she pushed herself up to look over her shoulder at him, gaze still heated and heavy. She was calm now, but still oh so on edge. Even so, her voice was a soft murmur when she spoke again.] Should I get up now?
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[Planned on leaving that toy off for a bit--at least until they got seated in the restaurant. Let her have a break for a few moments...]
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[Inside the car, once they were both in and the engine started, she curled back up under his arm, pressed in close at his side.]
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[Not that he didn't. He liked it when she was curled up against him like that, fitting perfectly under his arm.]
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[Though as soon as they were settled in and had their drinks ordered... he did reach for his pocket to turn it on low.]
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[As soon as she felt the vibrations start up again, she closed her eyes and bit her lip, thighs rubbing together lightly. The rubbing motion tugged on the clit clamp, not really helping all that much. After a second, she opened her eyes and looked up at him, eyes still dark and wanting. Her voice was soft to not be overheard.] Having a good time?
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[Judging from that look she was giving him? she looked like she was enjoying it.]
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[When she'd adjusted to the low vibrations, she relaxed her legs and nudged the knee he was holding lightly against his leg, smiling playfully. She picked up a menu and opened it. Definitely hungry after all the 'exercise' they'd been getting today. And maybe food would distract her a little.]
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[He had to keep himself focused elsewhere because the thought of Dean sitting next to him like she was, in public? Was going to drive him crazy. Can't believe he's actually doing this really...]
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[And since he said she could tease back, her hand found his thigh under the table and rubbed lightly.] You?
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[But it was Dean doing the teasing right now, from the looks of it. He shifted a little when she brushed up his leg, over his crotch.]
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[Except he didn't really expect her to stop with any of that. Wouldn't be his annoying big... sister, if she did.]
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[When she settled back, in a more normal voice, she asked.] Out of curiosity, what'll the punishment be if I break the rules? [Her fingernails raked lightly up the line of his zipper before she went back to cupping and holding him.]
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[And he'd reached his other hand in his pocket, thumbing the speed up a little.] I can get more creative when we leave though.
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[Her voice was breathy when she answered him finally.] I'll bet you can. Might be worth it to break a few rules, then. [She grinned, panting a little heavier as she struggled not to squirm around in her seat.]
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[She grinned at him and then managed to keep herself in check long enough to give her order when the waiter returned with their drinks. After Sam gave his order and the waiter left again, Dean's hand returned to Sam's lap, rubbing lightly.]
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