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been too long (for siswinchester)

It had been two months and three days. He'd been counting, as much as he hadn't wanted to be this hung up on his sister's visits or not. They'd talked... quite a bit over the phone, though he'd shied away from what they'd done over the weekend for the most part. Mostly because he'd been freaked out for the first couple weeks as the realization sunk in and then he didn't... know how to bring it up over the phone.

He didn't know what to say about the fact he'd fucked his own sister multiple times, that he knew it hadn't been just-- for the physical thrill of it. But the more time he had to make peace with the fact, the less the guilt weighed on him. It hadn't felt wrong, it hadn't-- been wrong. It had been between them, it hadn't hurt anyone else.

He didn't know if that meant they should do it again... probably not. It couldn't go anywhere or be anything, it sure as hell didn't factor into this new life of his. Unfortunately, he didn't know if logically knowing something was a bad idea would mean crap if he was faced with a drunk, horny sister again, especially when he couldn't help but thin of those times together. Not that he was going to admit most his fantasies involved his own sister riding him, calling out for him.

Especially not to said sister.

Despite all the risks though, Sam finally convinced her to come for a visit and she promised, promised she'd be in by Friday after his classes. Sam would be lying if he said he wasn't anxiously checking his watch, waiting... trying to keep his thoughts from drifting to what he'd like to be doing with her this weekend--which involved mostly varying states of undress in the middle of just hanging out like they used to.

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Dana clucked her tongue, shaking her head slightly. "Oh, don't worry about that. I'll just try the skimpy lingerie on by myself and won't show you 'till we're back home, so it'll be more of a surprise."

Yes yes, show as much self-control as he wants. It still would amuse her to try and fluster him a bit.

"I wasn't looking for a compliment, jeez, so negative over there." She turned back around to close the changing door back behind her, sliding her clothes back on before joining Sam once more. "And stop looking so sour. I'm getting the skirt for you. Because I know how you just want me to bend over for you in it."

He rolled his eyes at that. "I'm not sour, dude. Just- anything I'd have to say wouldn't be appropriate right now."

But Dana had basically said it for him anyway. "Alright, so... let's go pay then we'll check out another store or something."

"Alright alright." Dana wondered if it had been a good idea in general for the both of them to go shopping together. Probably not but then again, she was queen of bad ideas. Or at least what she had thought would be a great idea.

Paying for everything, Dana gave Sam a toothy grin as they left the store, swinging a bag in her hand. "Wanna carry my bags for me Sammy?" She dangled that one up for him, the others still clutched in her other hand. "Isn't that what the guy is supposed to do for the girl or some crap?"

Sam cracked a smile at that, shaking his head. "Dude." He nudged her playfully, flashing her a teasing look as they walked. "I thought you were gonna slap me for offering to pay the bill at breakfast. I'm not sure I'd wanted to put you out by insinuating you might not be able to carry your own bags or something."

Dana snorted at that, dropping her arm back by her side. "Hey, I was only trying to help you out with this whole boyfriend persona you've been putting on today."

Sam honestly thought he was beyond the point where Dana could actually get him to full on flush, but he had been wrong apparently. He nudged her again. "Like you haven't been acting like a girlfriend. Or do I have to remind you of the hand holding," he mumbled.

Aw, hey, look at those red cheeks. Now aren't they just damn cute?

Rolling her eyes, Dana made a bit of a face. "Oh, I-- shut up." Hey, that was all she did, alright? Sam had been doing much more.

"Jerk." He huffed, though it was more good-natured than earlier. He totally wasn't acting like a boyfriend.

"Yeah yeah, love you too." She smirked a bit, looking away from him to examine stores they passed by.

And he totally was. Or at least, how she thought one would, if she had ever had one before. Because Sam was certainly not acting entirely brotherly to her exactly. But...eh, it was all a bit confusing. And perhaps a bit upsetting for her to think about the fact that he couldn't have a real girlfriend with her hanging around. Not that she wanted him to.

He sighed softly, hands slipping into his pockets as he looked around, examining the stores though nothing in particular caught his eye. Well, maybe the bookstore he might drag Dana into after she's nice and satisfied with all her shopping and inclined to be a little more agreeable.

He was definitely not going to look too deep into their relationship right now or what it might mean that he promised to be faithful to her.

Dana was satisfied with a few more random purchases before her excitement for the whole shopping thing was starting to dwindle down into a bit of boredom. She did happen to have quite a few bags now though. Pausing when she spotted Sam's dreaded Victoria's Secret, she gave him a look.

"Ya know, if you don't want to go in there with me, you don't have to." Yeah, she noticed him eying the bookstore as they walked by. And she was sorta feeling bad about dragging him around with her today.

He snapped to attention when she spoke again, offering a thin smile. "Nah, it's okay. I don't really mind." He actually wasn't all that bothered by the shopping anyway, even if he was pretty sure going in Victoria's Secret was going to be kinda awkward. There never were many guys in there anyway, unless they were dragged in with their girlfriends--

or sisters. Or a combination thereof, in their case.

She shrugged, leading them into the overly pink store. Really, what a horrid color. "Alright, if you say so." Hey, she had offered him an out. Perhaps he just wanted to make sure she didn't actually have other guys inspecting her bras for her. The thought made her lips twitch as she began to flip through an assortment of different colored and patterned bras.

"Jesus, leopard print, really?" She muttered to herself, flicking that one away as she instead examined a red lace one with a tilt of her head.

Was it odd to contemplate on whether your brother was a lace guy or not? Who was she kidding? Yeah, it was. Though it still didn't stop her from thinking so.

"Really? Ass showing skirts are fine, but you draw the line at animal print underwear?" He teased lightly, glimpsing over the selection with an arched brow. Definitely didn't mind a little lace.

Casting him a look, she plucked the red one up to tuck under her arm, returning to browsing. Yeah, she may be getting that one. "I draw the line at animal print anything, especially underwear. It's damn tacky and God awful to look at. Even I can't make that shit look good." And she could make a lot of things look good, in her opinion at least.

"So animal print's out. They still have a lot of other designs." Way too many designs and types. Why the hell did girls need ten different types of bras anyway? Push up, full coverage, padded... so many other types, it was kind of confusing. Suddenly, he was glad he didn't have to deal with it.

Honestly, Dana liked simple. She wasn't much for the swirling designs and gem stoned bedazzled bras that this store seemed to have aplenty. The hell did she need gemstones on her bra for? Though she did in fact approve of the occasional push up bra, worked wonders for her cleavage, that was for sure.

Dana had plucked two more out, a dark blue one push up bra and a black and white lace one, glancing at Sam occasionally to see how he was doing. The look on his face sometimes proved to amuse her more than once.

She had sort of lost sight of him for a bit as she had wandered back further into the store, though when she did find him again, she was already carrying a big pink bag filled with the things she had picked up. Most of them he had seen her grab, and, well, there may have been something else in there that he hadn't.

"Alright, your torture is over, we can go."

Sam nodded when she finally found her way back over. "Alright... did you get everything you need? I'm pretty sure there aren't any more lingerie stores around here, dude." And thankfully, no adult stores in case she was itching to get some other kind of crap he really didn't want to be dragged into.

Dana rolled her eyes, walking out of the store beside him. "Yes, I have everything I need, thanks for your concern." Adult stores? The only reason she would ever drag him in there was to just make fun of him. Glancing over at him, she smirked a bit. "Or are you concerned that I don't have enough lingerie to wear for you?"

"Hey, it was just a question." He paused at that last comment though, cheeks heating up again before he gave her a nudge to the side. "You don't have to dress up in anything for me, you dork. That's not what I'm thinking."

She chuckled at his reaction. "Sure it wasn't. And hey, if you don't want me dressing up for you, I should go back and return what's in here?" She asked, holding up the bag from the store.

"Dude, you're being annoying on purpose, aren't you?" He muttered, slightly exasperated. "I just said it wasn't a requirement, not that it wouldn't be... you know, nice to see."

Okay, so she might be. But that's what she did to him. Bug him. Why did he always act surprised that she did?

Shrugging, she dropped her hand, a smile still on her lips. "Where ya wanna go now?" She asked, dropping the subject.

She did. He kept expecting her to one day grow up but that wasn't going to happen.

But he could be annoying right back and that included dragging Dana over to that bookstore he spotted earlier to look at all the 'geeky crap' she complained about. "Over here, come on."

Dana rolled her eyes as she followed after him into the book store. Honestly, she didn't mind going with him in there, as much as he hadn't seemed to mind following her into all the clothes stores today. It was kind of nice to see him just happy about something as simple as a few books. But she couldn't say that crap to him, she was already bordering on mushy and lovey dovey with him as it was.

"Ya know books give me hives. S'why I don't touch 'em." She huffed slightly. They didn't of course.

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