been too long (for siswinchester)

[onlytobenormal]

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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[siswinchester.livejournal.com]

Yeah, two fuckin' months. She went over a year without him and then two months felt like forever. It sucked. She didn't quite understand what was wrong with her. She tried to act about the same as she did before the whole...weekend with Sam thing, but it just wasn't working. She had a few hookups since then-- random guys she met at bars, but damn it if she didn't think of Sam every time. It was fuckin' with her brain.

She called him whenever she could manage, when Dad was off doing something, when she could creep off, making phone calls to her brother like some teenage girl with a secret boyfriend. They never exactly talked about what had happened between them, she sort of figured he was just freaked out about all of it now that she was away and he could think straight again.

He was damn adamant about her coming back though, and she couldn't exactly argue with him anymore, she missed him too much. Before she was too far away though, busy with Dad. But he sort of begged and Dana couldn't say no. So she promised him she would be in by Friday.

Bringing it up with Dad was a bit of a difficult thing to do. She decided she wasn't going to lie about where she was going, she just straight out told him she was seeing Sammy. The argument that ensued wasn't very pretty.

Best not to let Sam know about any of that though. She was a bit jittery as she sat back against the hood of the Impala, hands shoved in her shorts pockets, sunglasses perched on her nose as she waited, maybe a bit anxiously, for Sam to get out of class.

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Dana let out a small sound of disappointment as he shifted away, but she didn't say anything against it. Instead, chuckling, she tilted her head, looking up at him with a smile.

"More interesting than the last weekend I was here?"

[siswinchester.livejournal.com]

Dana chuckled a bit breathlessly at that. Smirking against his skin, she nuzzled close. "It's okay, you're gonna get your fill of me sooner or later and then there will be no touching at all." She teased, arms tightening around him for a moment. She hoped that wasn't really the case at least.

[siswinchester.livejournal.com]

As far as Dana was concerned, her being involved in his life in any way ruined normal for him.

Looking up at him, she nodded, sighing. "Yeah, sorry, I think I'm sorta out of it right now. Need sleep."

[siswinchester.livejournal.com]

She arched a brow at that, a smile pulling at her lips. "Aw. I think that's...sweet, or somethin'. Ya know, if we weren't talkin' about whorin' myself for money."

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Normal. What was normal anyways? Who really defined that word? What was the definition even? Of course, Dana had thought about all this before, pondered it. But no matter what, society would always look down on what her and Sam were doing. Sam had wanted normal, said as much to her when he left her and dad. So whatever they had now was jeopardizing that for him, ruin it completely if they were found out by anybody.

She squeezed his hand a bit tighter, almost afraid for a brief second of what she would do if she lost him for any reason. She would just have to...make sure that would never happen. All her life her number one priority had been to look out for Sam and she wouldn't stop now.

Then they were pulling into the large parking structure outside the mall, their drive, short or long, she hadn't really quite noticed, over now.

[siswinchester.livejournal.com]

Dana chuckled at that response, shaking her head as they started walking. "Nah, kinda want to just drop off all these bags. Less you wanna go some where else, but back to the apartment is fine with me."

>.> I've been only slightly ashamed of my girlish squealing the past few hours.

[siswinchester.livejournal.com]

"Jesus..." She stood no chance with the way he moved his hips just right, worked her body like no one else. God, he already knew how to get the best responses out of her, knew her body so well. When had they become so attuned to each other, at least, in this way? There was no way to be any closer to him than they were now. And, fuck, she loved it.

She bucked and writhed beneath him, tossing her head back as she let out a cry of pleasure as her orgasm slammed through her body hard. "Sam!" She was hardly ashamed of the way she called out his name, almost desperately as she came for him.