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Tweak says, "That's his teddy bear's name"

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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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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