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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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[Dean was having a hard time concentrating on food, too. Her body was aching to get more of Sam. The slight touch was just a reminder of what was so close, but still so far away. For the first time in a long time, Dean just couldn't wait for a meal to end.]

[By the time she finished eating, she'd pressed her thigh right up against his and her hips were rocking very slightly each time his hand smoothed over her inner thigh. So was so turned on. The vibrator was keeping her nice and on edge, just enough to make her incredibly needy, but not enough to get her there.]

[She sat with her hands folded obediently on the table in front of her, waiting for him to finish eating.]

[He loved the way she rocked against his hand like that, clearly craving more and he was too. He was glad when dinner was finally done and the check was placed on the table so he could put down the cash to cover it all. They needed to get the hell out of here.]

Come on, Dean, let's go. [He murmured softly, starting to slip out of the booth, holding a hand out for her.]

[She took his hand and let him pull her out of the booth, holding onto the hand even after she was on her feet. Her legs were a little wobbly after the long dinner full of teasing and she couldn't wait for more. Even though she wasn't allowed to come. God, that was going to be difficult. Especially with Sam looking at her like that.] Know where we're going? [She asked him softly as they headed for the door.]

[His hand settled around her when he led them out of the restaurant to keep her steady.] I was thinking the theater... unless we can't control ourselves.

Your call, Sammy. I just thought you wanted to fuck me after dinner. [She answered softly and smiled at him. If he wanted to wait for the theater, that would make holding back easier on her.] Or are you too anxious for your slushie?

You think you could handle it if I fucked you right now, Dean? You'd still have to hold back. [He gave her a look.]

If you do it hard and fast like before, I can. If you want to take your time, I might not be able to. Depends on what you want. [She shrugged a little as they reached the car, glancing over at him curiously.]

What if you ride me and set the pace? [He flashed her a short, teasing look before he settled in the driver's seat, starting the engine because it'd be a little too public to try it in the parking lot.]

Is that what you want? I can do that. [She laughed softly under her breath. Sam seemed to be getting into the situation. That was good. It would be a lot less fun if it was just something he felt like he had to do for her.]

When don't I want it? [He flashed her a quick, brief smile. Just good to see her enjoying herself. Reaching across the seat with his free hand, he let his fingertips brush through her hair affectionately, pushing some behind her ear.]

Mmm... [She leaned into his hand and sighed happily. Loved his little, affectionate touches. She shifted over closer to him and leaned up and nuzzled into the side of his neck. She murmured against his skin.] I can't wait to get on you again.

[he drove on, trying to keep his attention focused on the road and not the warm, soft body pressed up against his.] Soon, Dean... just have to find some place we won't get caught. [No better way to kill an evening after all...]

Okay, Sammy. I'm doing my best to be patient. [It didn't stop her from nuzzling him, though. Or one hand from slipping down to settle between his legs again and rub gently.]

[he gave a breathy laugh when her hand went right back there.] Dude, your hand is like drawn to my dick when I drive.

Captive audience. [She grinned and nipped at his earlobe. Her hand squeezed him lightly, then she reached to unbutton his jeans and slipped her hand inside to cup him through his boxers.] Plus, you told me I could tease you.

[His breath hitched pleasantly at the way she teased him, hips pressing up against her hand when she slipped inside his jeans.] Yeah... God, you're doing a good job too.

Gonna do even better for you when we park. [She promised him, squeezing him a little and lightly running her nails up along the line of his cock through the boxers. Her voice was low and heated, hips gone back to rocking as she squirmed in her seat. The vibrations inside her were keeping her completely turned on without a break.] It's going to be so hard to resist the urge to come. You always feel so good inside me.

Just think about what I'm going to do for you when we get home, Dean... anything I can to make sure you feel amazing, until you can't stand it anymore. [He swallowed when her nails traced over his cock, shivering.] All you have to do is hold back for me.

[He let out a soft sigh as he finally found some place to pull off and park that was out of the way.] Come on, come here, Dean.

I will. Gonna give you what you want, Sam. [She continued to tease him until they parked, then she slipped her hand out of his jeans and smiled. When he reached for her, she climbed into his lap, slipping between him and the wheel. Her body ground down on him, her bare flesh rubbing against rough denim.] Want you.

[He shivered as she ground down against him, able to feel slight vibrations from the toy inside her and that made him remember to at least turn it off for now.] So take what you want, Dean... [He eased a hand between them to tug at the toy, pull it out.]

[Dean lifted herself up a little to let him remove the vibrator. While he did, she unzipped his jeans and tugged them down a little on his hips, drawing out his already very hard cock. When the toy was out of the way, she wasted no time sinking herself down on his length, a low moan of pleasure escaping her as he filled her again.]

[She started moving, fast and hard. No need to adjust, she was already so damn wet. Hadn't been anything but wet since they left the apartment. She leaned in to breathe her words against his ear.] I can't get enough of fucking you, Sammy. I want to feel you come inside me again.

[He let out a soft moan when she moved down on him, not wasting any time in going fast over him. God, she was so wet and hot, he couldn't even think straight. His head fell back on the seat and bucked up against her, whimpering.] Fuck--Dean... just like that.

[Fast and hard. Had to be. If she lingered, she'd go too far and come herself. As much as she wanted to, she knew waiting would only make it better when she finally did. She met each thrust of his hips with a roll of her own, grinding down hard on him. Sam. She had to focus on Sam. Think about how to give him pleasure instead of how good it felt to have him inside her again.]

[One way she knew for sure to get Sam going was to give him a few choice, filthy words and ideas.] Does it feel good, Sammy? Getting to fuck me over and over again, as much as you want? Knowing I want you to take everything you want and use me until the last possible minute?

[He was trying to just focus on himself, on getting there--and fuck, it felt weird no letting himself give a damn if he got Dean off or not, but it's what she asked for and... God, she was talking like that, saying words that were going straight to his dick.]

[He bucked up harder, muffling a groan against her neck.] Dean... Dean-- [He was almost there, God, so close.] Yes-- oh, yes... feels so good--to have you, every inch of you. Know how much you want it... [He bucked up harder into her, shivering as he drew back to pull her into a rough, deep kiss, muffling the cry he gave when he finally came.]

[Dean wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into that kiss, swallowing his cries and a few desperate moans of her own. She was right there. So close. All it would take was just another minute. Less than a minute.]

[Instead she broke away from the kiss and took a deep breath, forcing herself to go still on him. Buried her face against his neck and shuddered, hanging on for dear life.] God, Sam...

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