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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 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...

[His arms came around her, holding tight to her as she shuddered against him. He rubbed a hand up her back, leaned in to kiss her shoulder.] Love you, Dean... [He murmured softly, nuzzling.] God, that was good.

Yeah, it was. [She murmured against his skin, before she pulled back and reluctantly pulled off him. Too risky to stay much longer. Even just his breathing shifted him little by little inside her and god, she was close enough that might almost finish her off.]

[She sat down on the seat facing him, skirt hitched up, one leg bent up against the back of the seat, and the other spread wide. She leaned back on her arms and gave him a heated look, waiting for him to put the toy back into her.]

God, Dean... [He just looked at her a moment, eyes raking over her body and taking in the way she looked spread out, looking at him like that...]

[He groaned, wishing he could press her back down, finish her off, but that wasn't part of the game. He took the toy and went to press it back inside her nice and slow. He leaned forward to kiss her heatedly.]

[She whimpered when the toy pressed into her. It wasn't enough. Not even close. Not when she'd just had Sam and he felt so damn perfect. Dean returned his kiss with desperation, moaning into his mouth. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this turned on, for this long.]

[He leaned in, kissing her a little deeper, resisting the urge to tease any further or anything.] God, Dean... okay. [He sighed when he drew away, fixing his clothes back.] Let's get to the movies, huh? [God, he was going to want to sleep for a week after today's... marathon sex session. But it was totally worth it to get to see Dean like this, getting to feel her so close.]

[Dean slowly sat up and straightened her dress, curling into Sam's side and pressing her overheated face against his shoulder. Long, slow breaths drawn in to calm herself back from that edge. Her brain tried to think ahead to that dark theater, but she pushed it back. Right now was all she could manage.]

[His arm settled around her loosely as he drove, not in any big hurry to get there. Give her time to settle down again... give him time to calm down and catch his breath. He let out a soft sigh, steadying himself.] Still think you can handle taking me again without coming, dude?

I can do anything you want, Sammy. [She panted against his shirt, snuggling in close, rubbing herself against him to soothe the lingering shivering. Was she absolutely sure of it? Not really. Would she try her damnedest? Oh yeah. The whole idea was to let Sam fuck her as often as he liked and torment her all he could while they were out, after all.]

[He smiled at that, rubbing his hand affectionately over her shoulder. Definitely going to make sure she didn't regret it when they got home. For now, he just got them to the theater and parked, taking a moment to just take in a deep breath, prepare himself.] So... slushies still?

Absolutely. Can't have a movie without a slushie. [Dean believed that right down to her bones, even if she hadn't planned to use it as an oral sex aid. A movie wasn't a movie without a slushie and some popcorn.]

[She gave him a smile, mostly under control now, and leaned over to kiss him softly.] I love you.

[He returned the kiss just as softly, breathing a sigh.] Yeah... love you too, Dean.

[He took the moment to lean in and press another kiss to her lips briefly.] Come on, let's go.

Okay, Sammy. [She climbed out of the Impala and straightened her dress, making sure she looked okay before she rounded the car to join Sam. She took his hand and let him lead her into the theater.]

[He led them in, buying them each a ticket for the movie she'd suggested before going to the concession stand to order her slushie and a popcorn--because what was a movie without popcorn? After that, all thy had to do was find their seats... in the back, which was hopefully free.]

[Dean took the slushie in her free hand and let Sam carry the popcorn. They went into the theater and Dean immediately headed for the back. She was on a mission. Fortunately, the movie had been out long enough that the crowds had come and gone. There were a couple of people sitting down front, but the theater was otherwise empty. She smiled as she sat in the back row and pushed up the armrest between the their seats, so she could cozy up to Sam.]

[Thankfully, the theater was plenty bare. Meant thy got a lot of privacy in the back for... things. He settled in his seat, popcorn balanced on one let as he slipped his arm around her, pulling her close.]

[She curled right up to his side, getting comfortable and sliding one arm around his back. The other snatched a handful of popcorn from the bag here and there as they sat through the previews and waited for the movie to start.]

[His arm rested comfortably around her, rubbing lightly over her shoulder as he turned his head to press a quick kiss to her temple. His attention settled on the screen after that though.]

[Dean stayed curled up and cozy through the first good thirty minutes of the movie. Eventually, what was on the screen became much less interesting that who she was pressed up against. She picked up the popcorn bag and casually sat it on one of the empty seats on Sam's other side. Then her hand drifted back to his lap.]

[Sam watched as she put the popcorn aside, shifting a little when he felt that pressure back on his lap, pressing into the contact as he lifted his hand to brush through her hair lightly.]

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