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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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I know, Sammy. [She opened her eyes and cupped a hand to the side of his face, rubbing her thumb across his lips.] I know it means a little more waiting, but promise me when you let me come, you'll be inside me. Wanna feel you the first time. Anything else you want after that.

[He tipped into her hand, kissed at her thumb as it brushed against his lips.] Yeah... promise, Dean. Whatever you want when we get back, okay? [he went in for one more soft, affectionate kiss before reluctantly drawing away.] We should start heading back, Dean, come on...

Okay. [She sat up slowly and made herself climb back over the seat. Her dress got shaken out and pulled back on, mostly straight and respectable looking. She shifted over to make room for Sam to climb up, waiting until he was seated to curl up beside him.]

[He followed her soon after and started the car back up, heading back towards home as he settled an arm around her, kept her close. He didn't turn that toy back on, not right now. Figured he'd give her a chance to cool down, relax before they got home.]

[She could definitely use the cool down. They were nearly home before she finally stopped shaking from need, and want, and the effort of holding back. Her face was buried in his shirt, breathing deep and nuzzling at his warmth through the fabric.]

[when they got there and parked, he gave her shoulder an affectionate pat.] Come on, we're here, Dean. [He smiled a little bit... he'd been enjoying having her pressed against him, nuzzling into him like that.]

[She nodded and pulled herself away from him slowly. Finally home! All she had to do was make it up the elevator! She climbed out of the car and made her way around to the front on wobbly legs, waiting for Sam.]

[He slipped out of the car to follow her, sliding an arm around her shoulders as he led the way inside and to the elevator and then to their door. Didn't care right now who saw them or what they looked like--he just wanted to feel Dean. God, this really was like an addiction or something.]

[As soon as they were inside the apartment, the dress came right back off. Dean made a bee-line for the bedroom, kicking off her shoes and stretching out, breathing a sigh of relief to finally be home. And so close to relief. She'd have to wait for Sam to be ready again, but right now, that didn't matter. They were home and she could finally relax.]

[She squirmed as she waited for him to join her, wanting to curl up against him again. The more needy she felt, the more she wanted Sam close. Needed to hold onto him and feel him there with her.]

[Sam followed Dean, tugging off his own clothes as they moved. It was just nice to be able to finally relax a little bit. Settle in bed, stretching out next to her, pulling her in for a kiss.]

[Dean curled into him instantly, pressing as much of her aching body against him as she could. Kissed him eagerly, tongue thrusting against his, moaning against his lips.] Sammy...

[He tugged her on top of him, returning the kiss just as eagerly as he let his hand smooth down her back, resting low on her hips as he arched against her.] God, love you...

Sammy... [She whimpered, rocking back against him.] Love you. Need you.

You got me, Dean... [He rolled his own hips up to meet hers, grinding against her as his lips grazed over her neck, nipping shortly after.]

Oh god. [She moaned and panted, body on auto-pilot as she writhed against him. Every twist of her body put pressure on the clamps holding her nipples tight and pulled on the chains between them. Each tug sent a jolt right through her. The toy was still inside, but it wasn't enough. God, she wanted him.]

Dean... [He groaned.] Dean... hey--slow down. [He sat up, keeping an arm around her to keep her on his lap.] The toy-- gonna be hard to do anything with that... [Even though he kind of didn't want her to quit moving on him, making those desperate noises like that.]

[She whimpered desperately when he sat up and held her still. Mostly still. Her hips were still rocking against him. Logically, she knew he was right, but logic hadn't been waiting hours and hours to be fucked to a screaming orgasm.] Sammy... please... [She pushed up on her knees, struggling to stay still long enough for him to take out the vibrator.]

[He reached up to pull the toy out of her, leaning in to kiss her roughly on the lips as he took hold of her hips, started to guide her down.] Come on, Dean... want you so bad. Want to hear you screaming my name when you come, want to feel you.

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