Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-09-27 02:13 pm
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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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[She sucked harder, more urgently at Sam. Took him down as deep as she could and swallowed around him. Made soft, eager sounds that couldn't be heard over the sound of the movie, but she couldn't stop them. Sucking on him turned her on even more. Coupled with the way he was teasing her, she was just aching for more.]
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[She pulled back off him and sat up a little to speak against his ear.] Do you want me to stop?
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Think we should grab that slushie and head back out to the car, Dean. [He murmured the words, tipping his head to press his lips to her ears, speaking softly.] Want to fuck you again so bad already, Dean. Want to see you trying to hold back while I'm thrusting as hard and fast as I can into you.
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[She sat back and desperately tried to get her breathing under control as she reached to tuck him back into his jeans.]
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[Had to get out of here and crap--it was probably too obvious what they'd been doing, with how they looked, and Sam was just about beyond the point of caring. Dean looked sexy, breathless and needing him, and he was so unbelievably hard, it was going to be difficult to focus on anything else. Needed to calm down, think...]
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[Outside, the chilly night air hit and made her gasp, her already aching nipples standing out even more. She moaned a little and pulled Sam faster toward the car. Her voice was low and urgent.] Hurry, Sam. God, I need you.
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Come on. We'll find a place, quick.
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[She shivered with the slushie cup between her thighs, the thin plastic cup doing nothing to protect her tender skin from the cold. She pushed it back a little more to press against her. The cold chilled down the clamp on her clit and made it that much more intense. She whimpered.]
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[He sighed a little as he watched her from the corner of his eye pressing that cup against her.] How's it feel?
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[Probably should feel more guilty about that, all things considered, but right now, Sam's head was too clouded for any other thoughts beyond getting Dean naked and under him.]
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[She whined softly, rocking into his fingers.] Want you to fuck me again and again. When we get home and you let me come, I wanna do it with your cock inside me, Sammy.
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[He rubbed over her, let his fingers ease into her again, brush against that toy before drawing back out teasingly.] Take you anyway you want, Dean, as many times as you want.
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[She glanced over at him with an urgent, heated look.] Traffic clear enough, yet?
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