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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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"Well, it must have been good if you actually forgot about food," he murmured teasingly, pushing himself up after her and reluctantly climbing out of bed to retrieve the bag with their food, returning soon after to settle back next to her.

"Sammy, lemme be honest here, I could probably live off of just that and no food for the rest of my life." She reached up, rubbing her hand through her hair as she watched him get up and retrieve the bag. "Not sayin' I will though." She shifted into a better sitting position, reaching out to take the bag and rummage through it for the chinese take out box with her sesame chicken and a pair of chopsticks. Damn it, she preferred forks. Oh well.

He laughed at that response. "God, you're such a pervert," he teased, grabbing out his own container and chopsticks, settling back and getting comfortable on the pillows.

"Yeah, and?" She mumbled, well on to her way to shoveling food into her mouth. She settled beside him, leaning into his side a bit as they ate their dinner. Huh, dinner should always be like this, in her opinion.

"And nothing, really. You're just a huge perv, man." He smiled a little bit, giving her a teasing look. "And something tells me, you're not going to let me get much rest now hat we're doing this."

"Oh shut it. You are too." She rolled her eyes at the look he gave her. "And only if you want me to Sammy. You act like I'm forcin' ya to have sex with me or somethin'."

He laughed at that. "No offense, dude, but unless you slip me roofies... I don't think you could force me if I really didn't want it."

And Sam was always pretty vocal when he didn't like or didn't want something anyway. So if pushing away her advancements didn't work, the bitching would definitely kill the mood.

"Exactly. So, since we've determined that we are in fact damn horny bastards, I do believe there will be very little rest for us. I mean, except for when we finally pass out from exhaustion that is." She nudged him with her shoulder, an amused little smirk quirking her lips as she popped another bite of chicken into her mouth.

He nudged her in return. "Well, you will have to let me study sometime, dude." Had a feeling she'd probably hate finals and crap when he'd definitely be too busy to fuck around... in every sense. "But yeah, I'm pretty sure we'll have plenty of time to sex ourselves into comas."

"Yeah yeah, you big nerd. Studying." She could let him study, okay? It wasn't like she was a sex addict or something. Well...maybe. Actually...huh, she wasn't quite sure about that one. Anyways, she chuckled at that, glancing over at him. "Sounds like a fun plan to me."

"I'm not a nerd, you jerk." He smiled though, leaning in to kiss her cheek lightly. "So... you're, uh, still okay with staying here and everything?"

Always with the jerk. She rolled her eyes, lips twitching though at the kiss to her cheek. "You are a nerd. Bitch." Like he didn't expect that.

Glancing into her now empty food container, she sighed, and set it aside. At the question though, she arched a brow over at him. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

Because she was a jerk and because somehow over the years, he'd become the bitch. He rolled his eyes at that expected insult, putting his own food in the empty sack. "Just wanted to make sure... I mean, it's a big step, right?"

"Big step. Yeah...yeah I guess." Dana bit her lip in thought. She wondered if it would ever really hit her fully though, that she was now...living with him. Settled somewhere. She couldn't help but also wonder if it would last. Because for as long as she had been on the road, something like this had never lasted for her before. It kinda worried her. How much she wanted it to last and how she had this sinking feeling that it might not.

Blinking out of her thoughts, she looked back up at him. "You okay with this still?"

"I'm fine, Dana." He shrugged, "If I was bothered by it, I would have said."

But honestly, as difficult as it had been living with Dad and he knew he and Dana had had plenty of fights of their own, he never... minded her company. It had been all he'd had that was constant growing up. She'd taken care of him, been the closest thing to a best friend he'd had... it was nice to have her back in his life.

Even if they kind of crossed the line here, having sex. He should be worried how much he didn't regret it.

"Yeah, I suppose, given how you like to bitch about anything that does bother you." She chuckled, turning to drop a kiss to his shoulder, almost as if it was natural. It shouldn't be of course, but it felt like it was.

"Hey, shut up, dude. I do not!" Hey, she should be glad he's vocal about what he doesn't like anyway... made things easier, right? He smiled at the kiss though.

"Uh, you do, and you know it. Don't lie to yourself, I'm sure that isn't healthy." Dana teased. Sure, it made it easy to know what Sam wanted, but then again, his constant bitching about what he didn't want could be annoying some times. Lucky him she had grown to ignore most of it anyways.

That got her a light nudge. Hey, it wasn't like she didn't have any annoying habits he hadn't learned to mostly ignore. He shifted closer, leaning in to press a quick kiss to her temple.

Smiling, she turned, wrapping her arms around him as she drew him down for a proper kiss. "We done with dinner yet?"

He gave a pleased hum into the kiss he was tugged into, returning it deeply. "Mm... yeah, think so. Why? Have something in mind?"

"You know I always have lots of things in mind when it comes to you." She murmured, moving over him to straddle his lap, press more kisses to his mouth.

He settled his hands on her hips, pressing up into those kisses with a pleasant hum. "Want to share some of those things with me, Dana?" He murmured between kisses.

Her teeth pulled gently at his lower lip, hands sliding down over his shoulders as she shifted on top of him, pressed closer. "Well..." She started quietly, starting to nip down his jaw. "I've been thinking about how I'd love to be riding you right now. Just like this..." She punctuated the point with a roll of her hips. "Or maybe not like this. I could turn around, ride you reverse cowgirl... doesn't that sound fun too Sammy?" She flickered her eyes back up to meet his own, a teasing smile at her lips as she nipped once more at his skin.

He groaned when she rolled her hips like that, his hands smoothing up her back and drawing her in closer, keeping her pressed up against him. "Yeah... fuck, Dana," he murmured, voice quiet and a little more husky than earlier. "Think it'd be even better out of these..." He reached up to start working the lingerie off her, leaning in to nibble along her jaw.

been too long (for siswinchester)

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Sooo. I'm catching up on season 7. Annnd. Sam's marryin' miss crazy. Interesting.

Oh god, that episode, haha. On the plus side, it did give us Sam tied to a bed.

Lol kinky.

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