*** The night grew long as I held Sam close to my body; we worked ourselves together throughout. I knew I probabley shouldn't be doing this and should catch up on my rest, but I felt the need to have Sam within me. He was gentle and easy not to press on the stab wound too much; I winced from time to time from the pain rolling in my side as he swayed into me. But in the end of the session, I made it out pretty well and Sam was out for the night.
Still I felt restless..
I didn't smoke but felt the need for a cigarette.
Everytime I managed to doze off, my nervousness would bring me awake again. Tap, tap, tap, tap, the rain softly knocked on the roof. I rolled over on my back, sighing softly to myself.
"Do it..."
I shivered, I knew my need had yet to subside. I didn't want to but the "devil" was making me do this. So I slowly got out of Sam's embrace, lifting myself out of the bed, and reaching for my robe. I tied it and softly slipped out the door, closing it behind me.
Dean's room seemed so far away in the dark, when actually it was about 6 feet away. I shivered in the cold, the wooden floor ice under my feet.
I opened the door, taking note of Dean still asleep, unfazed by mine and Sam's lovemaking. I stripped off my robe and climbed in bed beside him, pulling the covers up around us in a hurry.
I placed my warm, bare body to his, our chests touching immediately; Our embrace was magic. I never saw myself coming out and attempting to put myself forward for Dean, but I offically was.
Taking me by surprise, Dean threw me over on my back; he had been awake the entire time. "What are you doing in here?"
"I came to be with you.."
"No, no, you're Sam's.."
"Dean, you've persued me before," I sighed, "I'm here to be with you tonight."
He sighed as he held me down with his body. "But you're Sam's girl.."
"Dean..." I pulled his face to mine, "Kiss me."
And he did. He kissed me roughly, sucking our lips together as we kissed. I felt out of control suddenly and was losing more and more grip as we went on.
Dean began to build...
"You wouldn't let me then...Will you let me now?" He asked, inbetween rugged sighs. "Of course, Dean."
So I let him enter me without hesitation, mostly cause I had been craving a taste of Dean for so long now and I was suddenly getting it.
"Dean..." I sighed as he felt up my side. "Oh Dean.."
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"You wouldn't let me then...Will you let me now?"
