Winchester Love Pt 13D
Title: Winchester Love Pt 13D Author: myguys_sam_dean Rating: hard R Characters: Sam/Abby Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, they own me. Summary: Written for fanfic100 prompt #42-triangle. Sam and Abby get intimate.
“I do feel better,” Abby whispered into Sam’s ear.
“Really?” He turned his head to look down at Abby.
“Yeah,” she spoke softly.
“Should we try something else then?”
“We can . . .” she had a little hesitation in her voice.
“I need to get something,’ Sam kissed her as he jumped out of bed to his bag. He dug in it and brought something back to the nightstand. “Still trust me?”
She looked directly at him and nodded.
Sam smiled. He began to kiss her while he caressed her breasts. She responded by arching into him. Sam slid one hand down to her stomach and then a little lower. He rubbed the scar above her triangle of hair. “The past is no longer a secret. I’m erasing the secret because it is now a part of us.” Their lips met a few more times before he asked her if she was okay. “Yes,” she whispered.
“Is it okay if I move my hand lower?” his voice was soft. “I have something to make it more comfortable for you. You can tell me to stop anytime.”
She just nodded.
Sam reached to the nightstand and put some lubricant on his fingers. “It’s just me,” Sam whispered. “I want to help you erase some of the pain from your past. I’m just moving my fingers over your tender areas, making sure that I have enough lube.” He looked her in the face as he explained all that he was doing. Her breathing was coming quicker. “Now I’ll move to your sensitive area and you tell me if it is okay.” Sam moved his fingers insider her fleshy area.
“Ohh, Sam,” Abby said as she squirmed.
“Just relax and let it go,” Sam said and then he started kissing and sucking on her earlobe. “A feeling might build up inside, just do what comes naturally if you have to move or just let go.”
Abby tried to form some words as she gripped Sam’s hair and took his mouth with hers. Sam was smiling as she was kissing him, happy that she was finding out that being intimate was not supposed to hurt. Abby gave a series of short moans and Sam moved his fingers faster as she moved herself over them. Then, she held her breath for a moment while her whole body shook. She took a breath and could only say one word, “Sam.’
He moved his fingers a little more, bringing her down. “How are you feeling?”
“Relaxed.” She answered as she snuggled back into Sam. “Glad that you helped me.”
“I’m happy that I could. You have a way too beautiful body to be ashamed of it. I’d like to see quite a bit of it.”
“Really?”
“Well, we are husband and wife,” Sam told her. “Or is that something you never care to do again.”
“No, we need to do this more often,” Abby said sincerely.