onlytobenormal | been too long (for siswinchester)

Entry tags:

siswinchester

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

"Hm..." She hummed in thought, doing as instructed and just driving. Auto shop...that had potential at least. Sounded better than her previous options. Jeez, settling down was so difficult. She wondered briefly if she was cut out for it. Wandering was like in her blood. Not so much Sam's... She bit the inside of her cheek. She'd make it work.

He was... honestly kind of worried about that. Didn't know how Dana would take to settling in, especially when he knew she kind of loved hunting more than he ever had. Another reason he didn't know exactly how this was ever going to work out for long, but... he was trying to not think about that.

"Hey, I'm sorry I...sprung this on you. I didn't exactly plan on tellin' you all the shit that happened with dad so early into my visit..." She murmured. Dana felt bad, this wasn't exactly how she thought her visit would turn out, and she was sure he wasn't all too thrilled about it either. He had expected her for a weekend and now he was sort of stuck with her for longer. At least, he seemed to want her to stay, that made her feel a bit better about it.

He shook his head, reaching across the seat to give her shoulder a light, brief pat. "It's... fine, you know. I know you didn't mean for this crap to happen, Dana. It'll be okay. We'll figure something out." And there was always the chance that Dad would calm down when it came to Dana... she was the one who always followed orders, was always the one eager for hunts like he'd never been.

She nodded, relaxing a bit at his touch. Yeah, 'course they'd figure something out. Winchester's were good at adapting.

It wasn't long before she found a place that looked good for breakfast, aka, first place she saw because she wanted food now, damn it. "Belgian waffles..." She sighed as she slid out of the car, casting Sam a smile. "They better have some, because I've decided that's what I want."

"Like you won't eat whatever they have on their menu anyway." He smiled a little bit, following her in and settling in once they were seated, reading over the menu.

Dana rolled her eyes as she sat across from him, flipping through the menu herself. "Sometimes I get the feeling you think I eat too much. Next you'll be saying I drink too much as well."

"Well, you know..." he let that one trail off teasingly as he put the menu aside-- already decided what he wanted after all.

"So, what's the rest of the plan today?"

Dana was pleased to see that her waffles were in fact on the menu and tossed it down on top of Sam's, propping her chin in her hand as she leaned on the table. Shrugging, she looked back over at him. "What had you planned for this weekend?"

"Uh... thought maybe we could try the beach again." He shrugged. "Figured I'd show you around town a little... found this bar I thought you'd like to check out."

Smiling, Dana nudged his foot with her own under the table. "All sounds good Sammy. I did like the beach last time we went after all." She smirked slightly, not really meaning the time at the beach, but what had happened afterwards.

He leaned on the table, giving her a look at he nudge. "Yeah, this time I mean more of an actual visit. And no volleyball." At least not with half-naked guys that aren't him. "We could go catch a movie too or something... anything you want."

She gives him an innocent look. "What? Volleyball is my favorite sport you know." It's alright, she rather prefers half-naked Sam over any other half-naked men. Not that she'll tell him that of course.

"Hm, it's been a while since I've been to the movies...that sounds good too. Maybe go to a mall too?" Been a while since she's done anything sort of normal.

Edited 2012-01-02 07:51 (UTC)

"You want me to go shopping with you?" He arches a brow because that... was-- well, surprisingly normal. "Yeah, sure. We can go to the mall. Going to need some more clothes anyway..."

"What's with the surprised look? I mean, you don't have to come watch me try on clothes I suppose. I'm sure there are other guys that would be around I could ask for an opinion on bras." Well, what did he expect? Even if they weren't exactly normal, it didn't mean all she ever wanted to do was abnormal stuff. Did he think she would suggest something like frolic in the sewers looking for croc monsters?

He pulls a face at that. "Dude, you better not. I think we agreed I only get bra inspection duty now."

And he totally wasn't going to let her forget she's the one who wanted it like that.

It's just been a really long time since he'd been dragged on anything normal with Dana... and while he'd do anything for her, it'd take a lot to ever drag him into the sewers for croc monsters anyway.

"Yeah Sammy. I know. You can do as much bra inspecting as you'd like." She chuckled, finding it a bit cute actually how wound up he got about other guys looking at her.

And if he did keep reminding her she may have to take it back just for her ego's sake. She didn't take well to being teased about being monogamous now. It's not that she had a problem with it, not at all, just...her brain wouldn't let her not cringe at the word. It was sort of programmed into her.

He nudged her lightly under the table at that. "Don't make it sound like I'm a pervert, Dana."

He wasn't. Well... kind of. Sleeping with your own sister was an extreme level of perversion, alright.

"But you're my pervert Sammy." She cooed, laughing as he nudged at her. Nudging back with her own foot, she smirked across the table at him, shifting in her seat. "And now you're trying to play footsie with me. Really Sam, it's like you're a teenager."

As sad as it was, she did have to stop the teasing when the waitress arrived.

He smiled at that... well, at least until she accused him of trying to play footsie. That got a flustered look and he couldn't even respond since the waitress came over. He huffed quietly before giving his order-- going with french toast topped with some fruit. He was in the mood for something sweet this morning.

And as soon as she was gone, he made sure to give her a little bit of a harder nudge under the table for all the teasing.

Dana had to bite her lip at the flustered look he gave her after her comment, hiding a grin as she turned to order what she had determined she wanted before she had even set foot in the restaurant.

At the harder nudge, she turned back to Sam with a laugh, nudging back. "Oh cut it out, I don't mind playing footsie with you ya know."

"I'm not playing footsie, Dana!" he grumbled at those words, leaning his chin against his palm, elbow planted on the table. "I'm not a kid, you know. Jerk."

"...And pouting like a kid helps your case tons Sammy." She was tempted to lean across the table to press a kiss to his mouth, but she somehow found some restraint in her. Yeah. Public.

"Look, I know you aren't a kid." She really, really did. Especially because she did not so kid friendly stuff with him. She wasn't going to tell him that she thought he was a man though, would ruin her and possibly lead to him teasing her. Like she would let that happen.

"I'm not pouting, dude." He looked up at her though, lips quirking up a little bit at the last thing she said. That was kind of good to hear... considering when he'd been with her before he left for school... well, she had that tendency to treat him like some dumb kid. Always had that tendency to want to take control, tell him what to do like he couldn't make decisions for himself.

He kind of hoped she was seeing him differently, all things considered. "So... mall after this?"

Dana hadn't treated him that way just because she thought he was a dumb kid. Well-- okay back then, she treated him more like a kid than she did now, but that was because he was still her little brother. And...mostly every thing she did was to make sure he was safe, because if anything ever happened to him...

Of course she was seeing him differently now. He had changed in a lot of ways, and hadn't in the ways that mattered, at least to her.

Nodding, she played idly with the salt shaker in front of her, smiling over at him. "Sounds good to me."

been too long (for siswinchester)

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject