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why_me_why_notHaving voices in your head is no fun when you can only hear half the conversation. I've got Dean saying "Sam. Could you at least not talk about it while we're in bed?" but I have no idea what Sam is talking about. :P
I'm gonna spam yall with posts tonight, just warning you. I've got 2 more valentine's posts to do (today and tomorrow) and I've got fic to post since Iris sent it back to me and I want to get it posted before tomorrow night b/c there's gonna be a new episode of Criminal Minds to spoil my delusions then.
Also? There was J2 porn posted last night, so yall go tell me what you think, k?
It'll be later, though, b/c I gotta go back to work. I had to pick up the kids and bring them to Harley but she's just now walked in from the afterschool social. And I have to make treats for the kids' Valentine's parties at schools tomorrow.
Oh!! Maybe Dean's upset b/c I was writing Sam/Jess in my head today at work? Wanna see?
The first time, Sam thinks that if she was any other girl, he's already have her moaning his name. But she's special and she deserves more than a fast fuck in a small bathroom, both of them half wasted and some asshole banging on the other side of the door.
So instead he takes her back to his apartment, with the bare walls and the salt lining the sills, trying to ignore the feeling he gets knowing that she's the only one he's ever brought here. It's still a fast fuck, and they're still half wasted. And in the morning Sam has an empty bed and a pounding headache to remind him why he doesn't like to drink.
The second time, she shows up on his doorstep with Chinese take-out. They end up naked on the floor in the midst of half-empty food cartons and unopened text books.
The third time, they get caught in a rainstorm. They leave muddy footprints by the door and a trail of wet clothing down the hall. When Sam wakes up, the sheets are damp and cold underneath him, but Jess is soft and warm and here.
Sam quits counting after that.
I'm gonna spam yall with posts tonight, just warning you. I've got 2 more valentine's posts to do (today and tomorrow) and I've got fic to post since Iris sent it back to me and I want to get it posted before tomorrow night b/c there's gonna be a new episode of Criminal Minds to spoil my delusions then.
Also? There was J2 porn posted last night, so yall go tell me what you think, k?
It'll be later, though, b/c I gotta go back to work. I had to pick up the kids and bring them to Harley but she's just now walked in from the afterschool social. And I have to make treats for the kids' Valentine's parties at schools tomorrow.
Oh!! Maybe Dean's upset b/c I was writing Sam/Jess in my head today at work? Wanna see?
The first time, Sam thinks that if she was any other girl, he's already have her moaning his name. But she's special and she deserves more than a fast fuck in a small bathroom, both of them half wasted and some asshole banging on the other side of the door.
So instead he takes her back to his apartment, with the bare walls and the salt lining the sills, trying to ignore the feeling he gets knowing that she's the only one he's ever brought here. It's still a fast fuck, and they're still half wasted. And in the morning Sam has an empty bed and a pounding headache to remind him why he doesn't like to drink.
The second time, she shows up on his doorstep with Chinese take-out. They end up naked on the floor in the midst of half-empty food cartons and unopened text books.
The third time, they get caught in a rainstorm. They leave muddy footprints by the door and a trail of wet clothing down the hall. When Sam wakes up, the sheets are damp and cold underneath him, but Jess is soft and warm and here.
Sam quits counting after that.
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Date: 2007-02-13 10:32 pm (UTC)Awwww Sammy!
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Date: 2007-02-14 04:55 am (UTC)