Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-12-27 10:42 am
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been too long (for
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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.
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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And she'd started it with that kiss.
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And in the mean time she would start putting her clothes away.
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"Saammyy!" She called teasingly, in a singsong voice no less. "The food here yet?"
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"Alright, so, what's the big surprise anyway?"
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"Hey. Took you long enough." She teased, watching carefully for his reaction. (http://media.victoriassecret.com/product/prodpri2/V306366.jpg)
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"God..." He didn't know what to say. He put the sack containing their food aside in favor of grasping her face, guiding her into a kiss. "You look... beautiful, Dana. Hot."
It wasn't fair at all that his sister was this sexy.
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Even what he said about her, what he thought, was just what she wanted. It was ridiculous of her, yeah, but God she was happy to know he liked how she looked. For him.
Humming against his mouth, she tipped up on her toes slightly to kiss him deeper after he grasped her face, hands settling at his sides and curling a grasp in his shirt to hold him to her as well. "Hm, safe to assume you like this then?" She murmured against his lips, smiling.
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But then again, Dana never put on lingerie for him before either. He pressed another kiss to her lips, his hands smoothing down her sides, pressing her closer against him.
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As he tugged her closer, she pressed her body against his, soft curves molding against his hard body. Fuck, she loved the feel of him...wanted to be closer. Her hands slid around, pushing up the back of his shirt and nails grazing upwards as she parted her lips, tongue flickering out to trace at his lower lip. "So..." She started, voice low. "Gonna tell me now about the things you thought about when I was away?"
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He smiled against her lips shifting to press his lips to her ear to speak low and husky against her. She wanted dirty talk? Fine. If she teased him over how bad it was, he could always remind her she was the one who asked for it. "Thought about fucking you up against the shower wall all the time, how you clung to me and called out to me. God, couldn't even hardly go wash up without remembering." His fingers flexed tighter over her, pulled her in even closer.
"Sometimes I'd lay in bed thinking about you spread out under me, writhing and panting while my face is between your legs, licking and tasting you--and you taste so good, Dana. Think I could eat you out every day and never get tired of it. Want the truth? I thought about you all the time and I couldn't stop even if I tried. Every time I got off, it was to you."
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"You touch yourself thinking about me Sammy?" She managed to murmur, her own voice a bit husky now, breathing a bit off. God, the thought of that was nearly driving her mad, the image of it flashing through her brain and making her restrain a moan.
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Getting a little bolder, he let a hand slip between her thighs, rubbing her through the thin fabric of her panties. "Did you, Dana? Did you ever touch yourself thinking about how I felt buried inside of you?"
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My friend has just discovered Jared. I quote "why. is this man. not. in. my. vagina?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
LOL Isn't that everyone's reaction to Jared?
This is true :3
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I've decided that this show is now just straight up porn for me.*has been watching Spn all day*
LOL I was just about to stick in some SPN too. Slooowly working my way through rewatching all of it!