Sam Winchester
*Hunter*
The adorable younger Winchester who is an expectant father and newly married to Samantha Winchester. Its bound to be a rocky road for the couple but he'll just have to bring her chocolate and lots of flowers to keep her happy!
"Dude, you just got wailed on by Paris Hilton!"
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Post by Sam Winchester on Aug 29, 2009 16:15:49 GMT -5
SamSam sat quietly and watched her for a few moments. Still not sure if she was going to talk to him about it. He took another sip of his whiskey. When she started talking he set his drink down on the table and listened intently.
He understood what she meant. Not wanting to tell people or let them know about her visions. Sam wasn't exactly sure what to say to her. He picked his glass back up and ran his finger along the edge before he took another drink. He looked back up at her when she asked him about himself. "Yeah... Runs in your family? I definitely know about weird family legacies." Sam knew he needed to tell her something. He was the one that had opened the subject in the first place. How much he should tell her is what he was thinking about right now. "I have had some visions of my own I guess you could say. A couple of years ago they were really bad. Splitting headaches, bloody noses. I'd wake up from a dead sleep having a nightmare and they'd come true." Sam looked across at her. A slight shy smile on his lips. He hadn't really told anyone about that. Only Bobby and Dean knew about those things that had happened. It seemed so long ago now. So much had happened since then.
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Aug 31, 2009 13:56:02 GMT -5
It felt strange to sit here and talk about something she had always referred to as her "handicap" with a perfect stranger but at the same time...It felt nice having someone who understood the hell it could be. And she also supposed stranger was a relative term. After this afternoon, she couldn't really say they were strangers any longer. You didn't go through something as spooky as that only to forget about it. The fact Sam had handled it all so well made her believe that he had experience in the same sorts of things she did and she believed him when he spoke next.
"Yeah... Runs in your family? I definitely know about weird family legacies."
Smiling a bit at those words, Sammie curled her legs underneath her and shrugged.
"I have had some visions of my own I guess you could say. A couple of years ago they were really bad. Splitting headaches, bloody noses. I'd wake up from a dead sleep having a nightmare and they'd come true."
Watching him carefully, the young woman saw the flickering emotions that raced over his face and suddenly got the feeling there was alot more to the story than he was telling her. His expression was so... tormented.. that she wanted to reach out and take his hand but refrained by strength of will alone. She didn't want him to think she was pitying him or anything so she simply listened.
"I've never had the bloody noses or anything.... I do get headaches and sometimes ringing in my ears but otherwise they just pretty much come and go out of the blue. Honestly, if they never came again, i wouldn't mind at all."
Then, glancing at the clock, she saw that it was getting late and she frowned. Tossing back her whiskey, she tilted her head and asked.
"Have you got supper plans, Sam? If you like... I make a wicked pot of spagetti and ... well... I'll never eat it all by myself. I don't know about you.. but I could use something to do with my hands.... I also have garlic bread just for the occassion.... Unless, that is.. you need to be getting somewhere..."
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Sam Winchester
*Hunter*
The adorable younger Winchester who is an expectant father and newly married to Samantha Winchester. Its bound to be a rocky road for the couple but he'll just have to bring her chocolate and lots of flowers to keep her happy!
"Dude, you just got wailed on by Paris Hilton!"
Posts: 91
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Post by Sam Winchester on Sept 7, 2009 0:35:54 GMT -5
SamSam nodded quietly as she spoke. He knew what she meant about the vision, if she never had another one. All he had ever wanted was to be normal and now he was about the biggest freak on the block. "Yeah... I wouldn't mind being a little more 'normal' myself. Whatever that means I guess. I mean... Well, you know. It's not exactly fun to have something like that happen to you. Especially if you can't control it." Thinking about everything that had happened to him. What he wouldn't give to be able to change things. Sam was lost in his thoughts for a moment until he heard Sammie's voice. "Umm... No, I don't have plans. Spaghetti sounds good to me. I don't want to put you to any trouble though." Giving her a bit of a smile he took another drink from his glass. He looked at her before he spoke again. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Sept 7, 2009 20:10:44 GMT -5
"Umm... No, I don't have plans. Spaghetti sounds good to me. I don't want to put you to any trouble though."
Smiling, Sammie got to her feet and headed towards the kitchen.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Glancing back over her shoulder, the pretty brunette gave a twinkling laugh and shrugged.
"Well, if you want... you can come keep me company as I throw things together. I make a mean sauce but it takes a little time. I can't stand that store bought stuff and I have a friend who is a chef that taught me how to perfect italian food."
Reaching the kitchen, the young woman went to the fridge and started pulling out fresh ingredients. As she worked, she watched for Sam and then pulled out two huge pots to put on the stove. A loaf of fresh baked french bread followed along with a small bulb of garlic, butter and several fresh herbs.
"Actually, its kind of nice to have someone else to cook for. I love doing it but.. when its just me... seems pretty pathetic to go through all the trouble. Do you like movies? I just bought that new Fast and Furious film... we could crash out on the couch and eat while we watch it...."
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Sam Winchester
*Hunter*
The adorable younger Winchester who is an expectant father and newly married to Samantha Winchester. Its bound to be a rocky road for the couple but he'll just have to bring her chocolate and lots of flowers to keep her happy!
"Dude, you just got wailed on by Paris Hilton!"
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Post by Sam Winchester on Sept 8, 2009 8:40:18 GMT -5
SamSam grabbed his drink from the table and stood up. Following Sammie toward the kitchen. Listening to her as the moved. He didn't really know if there was much he could do but he wanted to be polite. Plus he was enjoying talking to her so it would be nice to be able to keep talking why she cooked.
Leaning against the counter he took a sip of his drink then set it down. He watched as she started pulling out everything she needed. Soon she was working away chopping, slicing and cutting up ingredients and dumping them into on of the pots she had put on the stove. She talked as she went about her preparations. "Actually, its kind of nice to have someone else to cook for. I love doing it but.. when its just me... seems pretty pathetic to go through all the trouble. Do you like movies? I just bought that new Fast and Furious film... we could crash out on the couch and eat while we watch it...." Sam nodded his head as she spoke. He vaguely wondered if he should call Dean and let him know he'd probably be late. But, decided he could do that later. "That sounds great to me. It's been awhile since I've had a home cooked meal and I wouldn't mine kicking back and just watching a movie with you either." Sam gave her a little grin. He continued to watch her work on making the spaghetti sauce. The continued talking and it wasn't long before the aroma of the sauce started to fill the air. "That smells amazing by the way. I can't wait to taste it. I'm starting to get pretty hungry now." Picking up his glass he took another drink. Then held it in his hand swirling the amber liquid around the glass. Sam had practically forgotten about the incident earlier in the day. He was have a good time. It seemed so normal just to be there with Sammie. He liked the feeling.
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Sept 8, 2009 17:25:11 GMT -5
"That sounds great to me. It's been awhile since I've had a home cooked meal and I wouldn't mine kicking back and just watching a movie with you either."
Arching her brow a bit at that remark, Sammie shot him a look but decided not to pry. Tonight, she figured they both deserved a chance to chill and just relax. The fact that he was drop dead sexy was just an added bonus and pure honesty forced her to admit, at least to herself, that it was a pleasure to cook supper for him. For the next little bit, they talked and tossed jokes back and forth and the afternoons terror soon faded. As the food went into final preparations, the pretty brunette check the bread and then turned back to Sam.
"That smells amazing by the way. I can't wait to taste it. I'm starting to get pretty hungry now."
Laughing a bit, Sammie picked up a cherry tomato left over from the tossed salad and tossed it at him. Her eyes twinkled in mischief as she stuck out her tongue and then turned to pulled down two plates.
"Well, then... I guess your in luck.. Because its almost ready."
Placing the china down on the counter, she tossed him a look over her shoulder. A slight frown marred her brow as she stood on tiptoe to reach for the glasses on the very top shelf but was dreadfully short of reach.
"Um... Sam?? Can you reach those wine glasses for me?? I don't know about you... but I love wine with my italian. I just happen to have the perfect match for our meal if you would be so kind to retrieve them for me...."
When he stood up and came over, the young woman bit her lip as she watched him reach for the glasses. There was just something so alluring about him that she couldn't help but have an impish desire run her fingers through his long locks and down his skin just to see what kind of reaction she could get. However, no ones fool, she kept her hands to herself and averted her eyes so he wouldn't guess her thoughts. It wouldnt do to scare the poor guys silly with her exhuberent nature.
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Sam Winchester
*Hunter*
The adorable younger Winchester who is an expectant father and newly married to Samantha Winchester. Its bound to be a rocky road for the couple but he'll just have to bring her chocolate and lots of flowers to keep her happy!
"Dude, you just got wailed on by Paris Hilton!"
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Post by Sam Winchester on Sept 9, 2009 10:20:52 GMT -5
SamSam grinned and caught the tomato that she threw at him. Popping it into his mouth. Shaking his head as she stuck her tongue out at him. Her eyes seemed to be shining again and he was glad that she seemed to be back to her vivacious self.
Watching a bit awkwardly, with nothing to do, while she got the dishes out and put them on the counter. He smirked while she tried in vain to get some wine glasses and just wasn't even close to touching them. "Um... Sam?? Can you reach those wine glasses for me?? I don't know about you... but I love wine with my italian. I just happen to have the perfect match for our meal if you would be so kind to retrieve them for me...." Moving over to get the glasses he had to stand close to her. He looked down at her and smiled a bit shyly. Then reached up and carefully got the glasses down. Handing them too her his eyes lingered on hers a little longer than he had intended. He cleared his throat a little. "Here you go. Wine definitely sounds good. Wine, Italian food, good company. Sounds like the start of a great evening to me." Sam sucked in a deep breath. Forcing himself to look away from her and moving back to stand against the counter. Not sure what to do or how to handle the obvious spark that just passed between them.
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Sept 9, 2009 11:38:41 GMT -5
"Here you go. Wine definitely sounds good. Wine, Italian food, good company. Sounds like the start of a great evening to me."
As Sam shifted away, Sammie could tell he felt the same sense of awareness as she did and she hid a smile as she turned away. Her evil mind was already working in naughty ways and she had to supress a giggle at the shy look in his face. Moving to the fridge, she pulled out a bottle of chilled wine and then handed it and the cork screw to Sam.
"Here.. You open this.. and I will get our plates ready. We can sit in the living room and watch the movie as we eat." she said, giving him a sexy little grin before turning back to the stove and fixing up two plates with spagetti and fresh garlic bread.
Once preparations were finished, she handed one to Sam and took up her wine glass before heading for the room in question. In less time that it took to serve the food, she had the widescreen turned on and Fast and The Furious in the DVD player. Smiling at Sam, she plopped on the couch and then got comfortable before patting the seat next to her and pulling the huge coffee table closer so they could put their plates and glasses on it.
"Come on... Have a seat.... I don't bite, I promise!" she teased before hitting the play button on the remote. "I just love these movies. Fast cars.... action.... and decent love stories. Its the best of both worlds for guys and girls."
Casting him a smirk, the pretty brunette settled back and took a sip of her wine.
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Sam Winchester
*Hunter*
The adorable younger Winchester who is an expectant father and newly married to Samantha Winchester. Its bound to be a rocky road for the couple but he'll just have to bring her chocolate and lots of flowers to keep her happy!
"Dude, you just got wailed on by Paris Hilton!"
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Post by Sam Winchester on Sept 10, 2009 13:54:15 GMT -5
SamSam stood and shuffled his feet a little as he felt a little nervous. Everything seemed about done and he saw Sammie go to the refrigerator and get out a bottle of wine. He took the wine and the opener when she handed it to him.
Going about opening the bottle Sam didn't miss the mischievous look Sammie gave him before she went back to fixing their plates. After he got the bottle open he filled both of the glasses. He took the plate Sammie handed him, tucked the wine bottle under his arm and then picked up his own glass of wine.
Sam watched as Sammie sat down and pulled the table closer to the couch. When she patted the space next to her he couldn't help but smile. As she spoke Sam sat his plate, glass and the bottle of wine on the table and slid into the seat next to her. "Yeah... they are a good mix of action and romance." Sam picked up his plate and his glass and sat back against the couch. He took a drink of the wine and set the glass back down before he started in on his food. After a few minutes of eating and watching the movie in silence Sam wiped his mouth with a napkin before he spoke. "This is the best spaghetti I think I've ever had. Really, it's great. Thanks for inviting me to stay for dinner." Giving her a grin he drank some more of his wine before he want back to finishing off his plate of food. He set his plate down on the table in front of him. Sam leaned back against the cushions on the couch with his wine glass in hand. It felt good just to sit back and relax, watching a movie, sipping some wine and sitting next to a beautiful girl.
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Sept 10, 2009 14:47:51 GMT -5
At Sam's compliment, Sammie beamed at him and then set her own plate down. Groaning a bit, she rubbed her tummy and sat back with her wine glass.
"I think that is the most i've eaten in..... weeks! Usually, I just grab what evers handy and run out the door."
Sipping her wine, she curled her legs up underneath her and then felt her knee touch his leg lightly. A thrum of energy seemed to pass between them but she made no move to pull away. Acting as if she didn't notice the sparks flying, she turned her attention back to the movie. For the next hour or so, the pretty brunette tried to pay attention to the action on the screen while keeping her hands to her self. Never a saint, Sammie readily admitted to herself that she had it bad but she got the feeling Sam was a bit shy so held herself in check.
Finally, as the credits rolled, Sammie sighed and reached for the remote. Just as she turned off the TV , a loud crack of thunder sounded and she frowned. Jumping up, she went to peek out of the heavy curtains she kept her windows lined with and then laughed.
"Wow... Its raining. I knew there was a chance...." she called back over her shoulder at Sam. "Look at it fall down.... Isn't it beautiful?"
Then, turning excited eyes to her companion, she grinned impishly and turned towards the door.
"COME ON, SAM!!!! THERE IS SOMETHING WE HAVE TO DO!!!" she exclaimed.
Grabbing him by the hand, she yanked him off the couch after her and they were out the door and down the hall before the poor guy even knew what hit him. With impish laughter ringing out behind her, the young woman dashed down the stairs and then out into the pouring rain. As she reached the street, she did a little half skip, half dance move and then spun around as drops cascaded down her face and skin. Pure joy was etched on her features as she moved to the rythem of music only she could hear. Finally turning to Sam, she held out her arms and asked.
"Dancewith me?"
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Sam Winchester
*Hunter*
The adorable younger Winchester who is an expectant father and newly married to Samantha Winchester. Its bound to be a rocky road for the couple but he'll just have to bring her chocolate and lots of flowers to keep her happy!
"Dude, you just got wailed on by Paris Hilton!"
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Post by Sam Winchester on Sept 11, 2009 10:33:12 GMT -5
SamSam sat back and relaxed drinking his wine. He noticed the warmth that crept up his leg when her knee touched him but he didn't move. Instead he took a long drink from his glass. Taking a bit of a deep breath he went back to watching the movie. They both watched the movie. Sam aware of her close presence. He couldn't help the feeling he was having sitting next to her.
As the movie finished he poured some more wine and took a long drink while Sammie turned off the TV. Raising his eyebrows, he was a little surprised when she ran to the window when the sound of thunder rolled through. He barely had time to set the glass down before she was heading out the door and practically shouting from excitement for him to come with her.
When he wasn't moving fast enough she took matters into her own hands. Taking his hand and pulling him with her. Sam laughed and shook his head as he trailed along behind her. She was certainly not one to be contained. Not that he wanted to. He rather enjoyed her exuberance.
Sam watched her as she ran out into the rain. Obvious jubilation taking her over. He couldn't help but feel her joy wash over him as well. As he stood in the rain he tilted his head up and let the rain fall on his face. Closing his eyes for a few moments. Then Sammie's voice sang out to him. "Dance with me?" Opening his eyes he looked over at her. Smiling at her as he watched her dance in the rain. He put his hands into his pockets and gazed at her and swallowed a bit thickly as he felt something tugging his heart. "I think I'd rather just stand here and watch you dance. You're beautiful you know." Sam cleared his throat a little and looked down at the ground for a minute. Sure he was probably blushing. Then he looked up and let his eyes just take her in.
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Sept 11, 2009 13:19:30 GMT -5
"I think I'd rather just stand here and watch you dance. You're beautiful you know."
With the rain dancing down around them, Sammie came to a slow stop in front of him. Those words made her insides feel like mush and suddenly, all she wanted to do was kiss him. Pushing her long, wet hair back away from her face, she waited until he looked back up at her and then she let a slow smile spread over her face.
Moving gracefully forward, she gave him time to back away if he wanted but never took her eyes from his. Something deep inside told her that this man needed something she could give... Even if it was just for a stolen moment. There was such a shadow of darkness lurking in his eyes that she wanted to banish it with some sunshine. Instinct told her he needed to be reminded that there were good things in life.
Coming to rest with just mere centimeters between their bodies, Sammie took her time reaching up to wipe the raindrops from his face. Then, standing on tiptoes, she leaned against him and whispered.
"Not nearly as handsome as you are..."
With the rain pouring down about them, the pretty brunette pressed hers lips to his in a sweet kiss filled with warmth and energy.
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Sam Winchester
*Hunter*
The adorable younger Winchester who is an expectant father and newly married to Samantha Winchester. Its bound to be a rocky road for the couple but he'll just have to bring her chocolate and lots of flowers to keep her happy!
"Dude, you just got wailed on by Paris Hilton!"
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Post by Sam Winchester on Sept 12, 2009 18:36:30 GMT -5
SamSam stood awkwardly after the words had left his mouth. It was just something that had been spontaneous, he couldn't help himself. Something about her had just brought it out of him. He found himself unable to move as she came toward him. Big bad demon hunter and he was spellbound and paralyzed by this intriguing woman he had just met early that day.
Looking down at her as she stood so incredibly close to him. He could feel heat radiating from her body even though it was drenched in rain. Or maybe that was just him, he couldn't really tell right at that moment. He sucked in a slightly gasping breath when she leaned into him and let it out in a soft sigh when she whispered. "Not nearly as handsome as you are..." A slight smile spread across his lips. He knew what was coming. It was something he wanted but something he was a little afraid of too. When her lips touched his the fear fell away though. None of that matter. One arm automatically found it's way around her waist, pressing against the small of her back. His hand resting on her hip. His other hand made it's way up to cup the back of her neck. Pulling her closer, kissing her back with a fiery fervor.
In that moment, with the rain falling down around them he didn't want to let her go. There was something about her that brought a light into what had been for so long now, his dark soul.
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Sept 12, 2009 21:29:42 GMT -5
Standing there with raining pouring down around them, Sammie felt as if they were in their own little world. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him back with all the passion in her soul and felt as if the other half of herself had been found. His taste was intoxicating but it wasn't just that. It was as if his very essence called to her and meet a matching harmony in her own soul. A tall girl herself, she loved the fact that she still had to stand on her tiptoes for their lips to meet and his strength made her feel petite and feminine.
Finally, as the kiss caused them both to pull back, breathless, Sammie stared up into his eyes and knew hers were probably liquid with desire. Playing with a lock of his hair a bit absently, she searched his expression for an answer to the question she was sure lurked on her face. However, before she could ask it aloud, a loud horn blast caused her to start and a cold spray of water hit them both like a tidal wave. Gasping at the cold dosing, the young woman started laughing uncontrolably.
The look on Sam's face was priceless and she simply couldn't help her glee.
Sam was lost in the kiss. His whole body tingling with warmth as they stood there clinging to each other in the down pour. It was only because of his need to breath did they separate. His eyes locked on hers as she gazed up at him. They stood mesmerized with each other for a long moment. Silent communication moving back and forth between them.
Suddenly they were pulled out of the moment by a honking horn and a splash of dirty water thrown up at them by a passing car. Blinking in disbelief, it took him a second to come around.
"Oh crap, that sucked." He said as he tried to shake off some of the water. Then he looked at her again, "I mean the whole water thing sucked... Not the kissing part. I actually really liked the kissing." He grinned at her and couldn't help laughing himself when she started to laugh herself.
"Maybe we should go back inside... Or at least get out of the street." Before she could answer he grabbed her hand and pulled her back toward the apartment building. But before they got to the door he stopped. He pulled her around in front of him, then backed her gently into the wall of the building. He leaned in close to her and whispered. "Did I mention that I liked the kissing part?" Then just to refresh her memory he bent down an kissed her again. This time he was the agressor. Pressing her against the wall as he let his passion speak for itself.
Laughter was always the best medicine in Sammie's opinion and something told her this man needed it more than most. She was delighted to see the sparkle in his eye and to hear his amuesment.
Then, before she realized it, he was the one hauling her back to the apartment but she couldn't bring herself to mind. In fact, when he pressed her against the wall and started kissing her silly again, it made her go weak in the knees.
Wrapping her arms around his neck again, she pulled him as close as she could and had some very wicked fantasies indeed. Just the thought of what she would like to do if they weren't in a decidedly PUBLIC place made her pant with desire.
"Sam" she mumbled into his lips. "I think we should go upstairs now.... because if we don't... We are going to be arrested for indecent exposure."
Just as she said that, a couple came out the door and spotted them. WIth wide eyes, the girl started giggling and then the pair raced down the sidewalk to their car.
Groaning, Sammie leaned her head back against the wall and then smiled. "See my point?" Pulling away slightly, she fumbled with the door and then lead him inside, never quite letting him get more than inchs away. Backing up the stairs, she kissed him every other step and then spun them around when they reached the landing and she took advantage of the wall to kiss him senseless.
From there, its seemed as if they couldn't get more than a few feet before they were locked in another heated embrace. More than one door opened only to get slammed with snickers of the female sort. At one point, Sammie thought maybe she'd given a friend the bird but her sense were all on the man with her.
Sam smirked as the couple hurried away. He didn't really care right then. Turning his attention back to Sammie he smiled. "Yeah, I see." He followed her lead as they went back inside. Up the stairs. His lips hungry for the taste of hers. He found it slightly amusing as people looked out their doors at them. Even more so at Sammie's reactions. He was amazed by her.
They finally made it to her door. Sam wrenched it open and pulled her inside. He was fueled by something deep inside. Something he hadn't felt in a very long time. Wrapping his hand around her backside he lifted her up and pressed her against the door now and it clicked closed. He kissed her long and hard again.
Gasping for breath once more when they finally had to break apart. "I feel a little strange being the one to say this. But... You know, I don't usually do this. I mean... Not that I haven't... But I mean... Not usually with someone I just met... I mean... Shit... I think I should just shut up now."
He brushed her wet hair back and just let his lips move in again. Loving the way she tasted. Craving it. He felt a little reckless abandon overtaking him.
Panting with her own need, Sammie felt her back it the door as soon as they'd made it through the door. As his hand lifted her, she wrapped her long legs around his waist and worked at the buttons on his shirt. His words made her giggle but she was way pasted the point of letting them disturb her.
"I'm not either but I'm not a saint either... and yeah.... I think you should really just shut up now and let me take advantage of you."
When a husky little laugh escaped him, she grinned and then gave up on the buttons. With a half heartedly abashed look, she simplely gave the shirt a jerk and felt the buttons give. Then, reaching for her own shirt, she yanked it over her head and tossed it haphazardly on to the hallway floor.
"Cold... Muddy.. Shower" she whispered against his lips as she kissed him. "Down the hall... first door on the left."
All he could do was grin when she pulled his shirt apart and the buttons went flying. After she pulled off her own shirt he pushed her harder up against the wall with his body. With her legs wrapped around him he was able to hold her up that way as he quickly used his hands to discard the outer shirt, the pulled his t-shirt off and threw it to the ground as well. The kissing continued. It seemed they both couldn't get enough. Their lips finding each other again and again in between talking and the discarding of clothes. He heard her say "shower" and give directions. Tucking his hands underneath her again he carried her off that direction. Finding the door open he moved them into the bathroom. Their lips still crushed together. Their hands starting to explore.
Finally setting her back down on her feet he gave her a mischevious look. But he didn't need any more prodding from her. It was clear where they were going and he was fully onboard. He took the initative and reached over and turned on the water to get it running so it could warm up. Then with out wasting any more time he started working on getting his pants off. His hands fumbling slightly with the button until he finally got it undone. After unzipping them he shoved them off and kicked them out the door into the hallway. Then he felt the uncontrolably urge to take her in his arms again.
The moment Sam set her down in the bathroom, Sammie was shimmying out of her wet jeans and then her under cloths hit the floor. WIthout a hint of modesty, she watched him finish undressing and then allowed him to pull her into his arms once more.
After a few moments, she reached behind them and opened the shower door and pulled him inside with her. As the hot water cascaded around them, the couple was lost in exploring each other. Slow caresses turned into passionate embraces and they took turns in tormenting each other.
Long minutes passed by as they revelled in the joy they had found in each other and Sammie couldn't help but give a husky little laugh as the water took a turn for the cold. Pulling away, she took up the soap and quickly bathed him and herself before rinsing off quickly before it could turn truly chilly. Since the water play had merely stoke the fire they both were feeling, she smiled and said.
"How about we take this into the bedroom..... Showers in this apartment are sadly short..."
Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed up a towel and made a game of drying each other. Once they were fairly dry, she took kissed him again and then pulled him across the hall and into her bedroom. Although it was dark, they didn't need any light to find the bed and sprawl upon it.
Sam was completely absorbed in the sensations. The way the water felt as it washed over him, mixed with the caresses of her hands, the touch of her lips to his skin. Enjoying the feeling of his own hands learning the curves of her body. His lips tasting the soft skin of her neck and shoulders. It all seemed to end to quickly when he felt the tempurature of the water change. But after a Sammie started washing them both with soap they were able to get rinsed off and out of the shower before it got to shockingly cold.
Next thing he new they were in the bedroom... They spent the next hour or so continuing to explore each other. They made love passionately. Both of them satisfied as they collapsed onto the bed together. Sam holding her close to him. Stroking her long dark hair and kissing the top of her head.
With his finger under her chin he tilted her face up to look at him. Then kissed her lips tenderly. Smiling as he pulled back. He let his hand move from her chin and trace up her jawline. Then he let his fingers softly caress her cheek. What he felt right now he just couldn't put into words. He held her tightly kissed her forehead.
Sammie was lost under a storm of emotion as their bodies came together and the rest of the world was forgotten. Every touch, every caress was like paradise and she never wanted to moment to end. All to soon, however, they were both spent and curled up in her huge bed with a slight beam of moonlight shining through her bedroom curtains.
When she felt him lift her chin, she smiled at him sleepily and cuddled as close as she could get while he gave her a gentle kiss. There seemed to be an answering light in his eyes that confirmed that he felt whatever it was that passed between them and she reached up to entwine her fingers with his.
As he placed a sweet kiss on her forehead, the young woman pushed up on an elbow and gave him a sexy little grin. Her eyes were soft with satisfaction as she meet his gaze and leaned up to kiss his lips.
"I think I've kind of detained you, Sir. This was honestly NOT my intent when I asked you to coffee but I am certainly glad I did."
Brushing a lock of hair from her face, she continued.
"If you don't have anywhere pressing to be....... Your more than welcome to stay here tonight.... I mean, if you want to...."
Smiling as she spoke he kissed her again. "Whatever your intentions, I'm glad I found your car keys."
Thinking back to it brought a grin to his face. He would have never thought that this is what would have ended up from returning her keys to her.
Looking into her eyes. Even with the softness of sleep that was there that inner sparkle shone through. He already loved that about her. Shaking his head as he spoke.
"I have no where at all I need to be. Or is there anywhere else I'd rather be right now. I'd like to stay. As long as it's because you want me to and not because you feel you have to offer. I'd love to wake up with you in the morning."
Letting himself settle back into the pillow he closed his eyes. He took in some deep breaths. Breathing in the scent of her, her just washed hair. Yeah. He could stay. He wouldn't mind.
Curling herself around him, Sammie smiled into his skin and gave a little sigh. Closing her eyes, she drifted off to sleep with the beat of his heart as her lullabye.
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Post by Samantha Winchester on Sept 13, 2009 9:51:40 GMT -5
The Next Morning ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sammie was warm and she curled her body around the pillow that seemed firmer than normal. As that realization set in, a small smile slid across her face and her eye lashs fluttered and then opened.
Automatically, the memories from the night before came flooding back and she carefully lifted her head off Sam's shoulder so that she could gaze up at his sleeping face. He looked so peaceful dozing that she took this, what she suspected was a rare moment, oppurtunity to study him carefully and found she liked what she saw. In sleep, he was just as sexy awake but he lost that tormented shadow that he seemed to wear like a cloak. As if he wore the whole world on his shoulders.
She was happy that she could help relax him and realized that she wouldn't mind waking up to him in her bed a whole lot more. It was the first time that she had had that desire in a long time and it was a bit scary. Never one to back away from the truth, though, the young woman laid her head back down and began to trace patterns absently on his skin as she examined her thoughts. For all that she had let her impulsive nature take control last night, she really wasn't the sort that just jumped into bed with strange guys. Sure, she'd had her relationships in the past but they had always been with friends she had known and never a man she picked up over coffee. Something about Sam though made all those rational thoughts fly out the window and he seemed to feel the same.
When she felt him begin to stir, she pressed a kiss against his chest and shifted her form until she was astride him. Gone was the wicked imp of the evening and in her place was a woman in full control of her own desires. As she looked up and saw the sleepy expression on his face, she smiled softly and began to bring him awake with kisses and teasing caresses. Only once he was moaning with desire did she join their bodies and make love to him in a fierce storm of passion.
An hour later, she finally glanced at the clock and sighed. Disentagling herself from his arms, she gave him a sweet kiss and then climbed from the bed.
"I've got to start some coffee and get a shower. I have class in... oh, about an hour and a half. Feel free to go back to sleep if you want." she whispered before finding her robe and slipping into it.
Moving to the door, she cast him another smile and then went to the kitchen to make coffee and then the bathroom to shower. Once she was clean, she pulled on a soft peasant blouse and a broomstick skirt and then used a scrunchie to pile her hair haphazardly on top of her head. When she felt she was presentable, she left the bathroom and approached the kitchen.
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