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Tweak says, "what is normal?"

Antigone Grace Winchester - Princess of Troy (antigone_grace) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-30 16:09:00

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antigone grace, sam winchester

WHO: Sam Winchester & Anne
WHAT: Talking, reuniting
WHEN: After John's been brought back to life
WHERE: Winchester Compound
WARNINGS: Oh, yes.

Anne had finally made it back to London, the stupid portkey system not working like she'd hoped. Still, it wasn't as if she was stuck flying commercial airliners. THAT would have been the worst.

Approaching the Winchester Mansion, Anne bit her lip. She knew how she looked, hair all twisted up formal, her dress positively ancient, the tiara... and her glow, the part of her godhood that made her skin perfect and nearly translucent, was gone.

Knocking on Sam's door, she took a deep breath. She was exhausted.

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antigone_grace
2008-07-30 10:16 pm UTC (link)

Anne echoed his sentiments on a sigh as she let her head fall back. His lips on her skin didn't feel different so much as... well, different. She could feel how gentle he was being and the whisper of her name made her smile softly.

"Shhh," she whispered, lifting her head again and shifting in his lap again. The tears in his eyes made her feel his words even more deeply and she placed a kiss on his forehead, then his mouth. Her hands had moved, and one slipped down the front of his shirt. He was so solid and he made her feel small and fragile next to him.

That same hand found it's way under his shirt and she bit her lip at the feel of warm skin. Another deep kiss silenced anything else she might have said as her fingernails skated across his skin lightly.

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wnchestrgeekboy
2008-07-30 10:33 pm UTC (link)

Sam let his arms raise just enough so that he could pull his tee-shirt off. He probably needed a shower, but he didn't really care all that much right now. Her little hands were discovering him all over again and her touch still felt electric. He hugged her to him, again, fingers scrambling for purchase against her hair and head. He didn't know how girls put up with these ornate hairstyles; they looked like they hurt. Gently, he found the pins and let her beautiful brown hair come cascading down over her back. He carefully untangled strands with his fingers, being gentle and soft with his hands in her hair and against her scalp.

"You're beautiful." he murmured, nuzzling her cheek for a moment.

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antigone_grace
2008-07-30 10:39 pm UTC (link)

"I'm not the same," Anne responded, closing her eyes and turning her head into his movements as she felt the weight of her hair shift. She felt dulled by her mortality but it would have been impossible to explain. Instead, she dropped her head and placed a kiss against his collarbone, her tongue flicking out to taste the salty skin there.

He was perfect, he just didn't know it. She didn't even know how to explain. She just placed kiss after kiss against his bare chest before reaching up one hand to flick at the gold pin holding her dress in place. It pooled around her waist with a small rustling sound. Anne's hand guided Sam's to her bare breasts.

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wnchestrgeekboy
2008-07-30 10:43 pm UTC (link)

"Yes, you are. Still the same to me." His voice was getting thick and husky, like he'd sucked down too many shots of Jack and the last three cigarettes in a pack all at once. He'd been wondering how that dress came undone, and his clever girl had gone and done it for him.

His hands were placed where she wanted them to go, and where he'd been aching to put them. Tenderly, he touched her. Carefully, he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger before taking it into his mouth and sucking gently. She would always have the most amazing boobs he'd ever seen, and he would never, ever get tired of them.

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antigone_grace
2008-07-30 10:50 pm UTC (link)

A quiet gasp escaped when his fingers played with her nipples and she actually moaned, long and low, when his mouth, hot and wet, attached itself to her breast. The way he touched her made the rest of her body soften and ready itself for him.

The tenderness was killing her. She couldn't remember Sam being so gentle, so achingly patient with himself and with her. The effect was absolute arousal. She clung to his head while his tongue teased her and whispered his name and her love over and over again. Dropping her head, she murmured, "Make love to me, Sam. Please."

She'd never had control when it came to him.

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wnchestrgeekboy
2008-08-01 03:26 pm UTC (link)

He grinned a little bit at that. This girl would never let him go slow and enjoy all of her at once.

"I will, I promise." he told her, finger circling her wet nipple. "Got some lost time to make up first." He nuzzled into her breasts again as one hand fought with layers of dress to find her bare bottom and caress it. He squeezed it, still gentle as could be before getting his feet on the floor and his other hand firmly under her ass as he stood, walked a few steps and quickly spilled her onto her back on his bed. The dress melted to the floor, and Sam dropped to his knees at the edge of his bed. He pulled her knees towards him and hooked them over his shoulders and let his hands come up gently to part her before his tongue followed to taste her.

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antigone_grace
2008-08-01 04:54 pm UTC (link)

Something about being mortal lent itself to a whole new flurry of emotions and sensations. His hands, his mouth...

When his tongue flicked against her, Anne felt her toes curl. Feeling more exposed than she had ever before, she closed her eyes and arched her back, lifting her hips for him. She ran her hands over her breasts, then lower, feeling every light tickle. It only heightened the feeling of what Sam was doing and she reached to run her fingers through his hair. She couldn't wait to return the favor.

"Sam," she whispered, her body tightening under him, "More. Don't stop."

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wnchestrgeekboy
2008-08-01 06:12 pm UTC (link)

He didn't. Stop, that is.

Sam launched a slow, careful and calculating assault on her center; licking and tasting her. His tongue flicked out at her clit, feeling it swell. She was riding his chin, and he moved with her, let her show him just where it felt good. He felt her pulse and quiver against his mouth, felt her clench around the two fingers he'd pushed into her and felt inwardly satisfied for getting her there like this.

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antigone_grace
2008-08-01 06:34 pm UTC (link)

It didn't take long, a few minutes more at most, before Anne came. The way he was touching her combined with his expert tongue made her cry out. Everything was SO different now and she found herself literally breathless after her tremors subsided. For someone who'd not had to breathe in a very long time, Anne found it difficult to catch her breath now.

Aftershocks were still making her shiver when she reached down and attempted to pull him up. She couldn't get enough, really, and when he was laying next to her, she gave him her most innocent look before taking him in hand to stroke him gently. A moment later, she was flicking her own tongue against his hardness.

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wnchestrgeekboy
2008-08-01 08:52 pm UTC (link)

Sam gladly rose from the floor and laid beside Anne. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, before leaning in for a kiss.

Anne's little hand was now on him, and he made a sort of strangled noise in his throat. Before he knew up or down, Anne's mouth was on him and he bunched his sheets in his fist to keep him anchored in reality.

"Oh, baby." he whimpered, mouth not that much more capable of anything else. His hips pushed a little bit, but he fought to keep them down.

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antigone_grace
2008-08-01 09:15 pm UTC (link)

It was hearing Sam whimper that made Anne hot from the inside out. She kept her hand wrapped around him, stroking carefully what she couldn't reach. With little swirls of her tongue and nibbles down the sides, Anne took great pleasure in what she was doing. His thrusting hips didn't bother her and she placed her free hand on one of his hands to encourage his movements.

She took her time, hoping that she was doing to Sam what he had done for her. She loved him so very much and she hoped he knew.

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	wnchestrgeekboy 2008-08-01 11:46 pm UTC (link)
	Before he lost control of himself, Sam reached down and cupped her chin. He stroked her cheek with his thumb. "Babe..." he told her. "C'mon up here." He needed a second to regroup, to get his wits about him. He cuddled and kissed her, stroked her skin softly before moving to part her thighs with his knee to make space for himself between them. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

antigone_grace
2008-08-02 12:05 am UTC (link)

The salty taste that was uniquely Sam had teased her tongue and now he wanted her to stop? Finding it hard to focus, she did as he asked, moving up to lay next to him. When he moved between her legs, she felt a shiver of anticipation race up her spine.

As he slid into her, she closed her eyes and savored the sensation. Turning her head slightly, she pressed a kiss into his shoulder and whispered, "I love you."

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wnchestrgeekboy
2008-08-02 12:13 am UTC (link)

Sam propped up on his forearms right over her shoulders so that he could kiss her and be as close as possible while still making it good for the both of them.

"Love you too."

She still felt incredible, liquid heat and tight and perfect, like she had been made for him. Sam was still careful to be gentle, though. This time it was really about making love to each other. One arm went down to hook her knee up so he could press closer to her and make sure she came again.

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antigone_grace
2008-08-02 12:18 am UTC (link)

Anne finally knew what it meant to be surrounded by someone. Completely engulfed by them. To feel loved in that environment. She couldn't feel what Sam was feeling anymore and yet? She knew. It was a different kind of feeling.

She rested her knee against his hip and lifted hers against his thrusts. Long, deep thrusts that filled her and teased her already aroused body. She kissed him to match their thrusts, only breaking the kiss when she gasped his name to let him know just how perfect it felt.

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wnchestrgeekboy
2008-08-02 12:22 am UTC (link)

He couldn't quite think, he couldn't quite breathe...

But there was no way he was stopping now.

Sam kept it slow, but with an intent to get where they both needed to be soon. The sight of Anne beneath him was something he needed burned into his brain permanently. He moaned his pleasure, his breath starting to hitch in that familiar way that told him he either needed to stop, or keep going.

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antigone_grace
2008-08-02 12:27 am UTC (link)

If he stopped, Anne was going to cry. She was certain of it. Her hands gripped his arms, her grip tightening as she recognized the signs coming from Sam and her own body's urgent need to finish what they had started.

Her mouth dropped to his neck, her tongue flicking against his skin. She wanted to be a part of him, to feel him like this, for the rest of their lives. "Sammy, I-" Her own breath caught and she whimpered as another jolt of pleasure struck her.

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