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The Kiss Meme!

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Request kisses from Sam! If you'd like a kiss from Sam, just comment here and let us know. He'll reply to your comment with a fic of sorts that involves the kiss, or put up a thread to get that kiss on its way. Or if you'd like a bit more control over the situation just start your own post and mark the entry locked to Sam and leave me a comment here letting me know where the thread is and we'll be there!

Offer kisses to Others.
If you're feeling particularly bold or adventurous, post this in your journal, note that it's open to all, and let people ask for kisses from you. Give them at least a sentence or two in response, though--none of this "*kiss*" nonsense, that's no fun.

ooc: oh, my muse is going to hate me. Also, as a favor to me, please no slash/wincest type requests. I get the open to all, but you will make the muse break and the mun cry...

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Me! I'll let you pick the girl. I'm not going to put this up myself, but if you want one from me, lemme know and I'll work it out.

She was asleep. For the first time ever he had woken up to find her actually sleeping in his arms, and not pretending. It might have to do with the fact that they had both been exhausted from the battle they had fought the night before. Sam could feel the stiffness in his joints as his body reminded him he would need a few days to heal.

But it meant more to Sam. It meant that she was finally starting to trust him with more than just the battles. You didn't sleep with a weapon if you were afraid it would stab you in the middle of the night.

He looked down at her and smiled a bit. Dean was dead almost four months now. She sure as hell wasn't his replacement. Nor would she replace Jess in his mind. But it was nice to have someone that he could depend on by his side.

She opened her eyes, blinking lazily like one did as they fought their way back from sleep. Seeing Sam stare at her made her confused. "Sam?"

He just smiled, pushing some of the hair from her face before leaning closer and kissing her gently. "Morning," he whispered against her lips, then kissed her again.

Dean was sleeping while the pain medication kept his leg from hurting. He had an appointment the next day to have it looked at. The tiny apartment they had rented for the month was getting to Sam, so he went out for a walk and to get some coffee.

That's when he saw her. Walking out of the coffee shop. He glared, thoughts to coffee slipped out of his mind as he followed her.

Bela, of course, was aware of her tail and used the reflection of the store window to see who was stalking her. Then she grinned and stepped into an alley. Sam saw that and his hand went the the gun at his back as he came to the corner and leaned against it.

"You know, I owe you a nice bullet to the leg. My brother's been insufferable since you shot him."

"He looked like he needed a few days off. I just gave him the excuse. He should be thankful."

Sam laughed. "You're a bitch, you know that."

Bela smiled and curved around the edge of the alley. "Oh, I'm more than just that and you know it." She stepped back into the alley and Sam followed as she wiggled her finger at him.

Further into the alley, she leaned against a wooden crate and just smirked. "You know you don't want to shoot me. You want something else, and Sam, Sam, Sam you're such a naughty boy. Even when you know you should hate me, you just want more... so what's stopping you from coming and getting it?"

Sam just looked at her, then in two steps he closed the distance, pressing up against her as his lips claimed hers, kissing her hard. He felt her hand tangle in his hair, and his lifted her hips so that she was sitting on the box, her legs wrapped around her. Then they started to travel upwards...

"SAM!" A pillow hit his head and Sam sat up, rubbing his eyes. Dean was on the bed and glaring at him. "Damnit you sleep like the dead. I've been trying to wake you for five minutes now."

"Sorry... I was having a weird dream."

"I don't want to know what kind of porn you were dreaming about. It's dinner time and I'm hungry."

"Fine, I'll go get something. And I wasn't dreaming about porn."

"No? Then what was with all the moaning and drooling?" Dean also just gave his brother a look. "And the tent pole."

Sam looked down then closed his eyes. "You're a jerk."

"Yeah, and you're a perverted bitch. Now go take care of that, then bring me back some pie." Dean smirked and picked up the laptop again, going back to reading the website as Sam cursed him out and went towards the bathroom.

Totally down for this.

He grabbed his jacket as he was getting ready to leave. Faith crossed her arms, standing in the hallway.

"So that's it?"

"What do you mean?"

"You bring me home, tell me some crap that you use as a way to back out of any real action, then act like the gallant hero as you stroll out the door? I don't buy it."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Faith..."

"So my only conclusion is that you're gay and sleeping with your brother."

"What?!" Sam looked at her with wide eyes and a gaping mouth.

"It's the only way to explain it."

She was smirking, baiting him. And he knew it, but he couldn't leave like that. So instead he strode across the room, grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her into a deep kiss. She responded back, pulling herself in close against him, grinding a bit to make his groan.

When he let go she gently bit his neck. "Dean's a lucky man," she teased.

He just growled and kissed her again, and could feel her laughing against his lips.

If she'd known that suggesting something with Dean outside the realm of normal would get this kind of reaction out of him, she would have tried it a lot sooner. His face had been priceless enough, but now he had something to prove- she was very much enjoying the evidence.

"How's that saying go? I think thou doth protest too much."

"You're just baiting me now," he pointed out, looking down at her.

"Is it working?" She smirked before leaning up to kiss him again.

He kissed her a good amount of time, then was surprised when he was the one up against the wall. He pulled back, breathless. "No, because now I know your objective."

But that didn't stop him from going for another kiss.

She laced her fingers through his hair and smiled against his mouth, "You complaining?"

"not yet."

She pulled back to look at him, eyebrows dangerously close to her hairline. "Yet? Who's baiting who now, hmmm?"

"I don't know. You're the self=proclaimed sex addict."

She rolled her eyes and made a small noise of disgust before pulling away. "Ugh. You're impossible, Sam Winchester. You know that right?"

Sam just smirked. "Yeah, I've been told."

Leveling a glare at him seemed better than the other option floating through her head- she doubted punching him was gonna get her closer to anything remotely resembling sex. She huffed out an impatient breathe and turned on her heel. "Get out of here before I do something we both regret."

"Alright."

He headed towards the door, shrugging himself into his jacket.

She was never going to figure him out. He just didn't have normal responses to a situation. "Goddamnit, Sam." She grabbed his arm and pulled him back around before leaning up and kissing him again. "You're gonna drive me crazy one of these days."

And again with the kissing. His eyes were open wide, and he was actually a bit relieved that she kissed him instead of punching him. Much preferable response.

He chuckled. "I could say the same about you."

"So we'll do it your way- the whole friends thing, since apparently your brother got all the whore genes." She couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her own mouth, but she liked Sam. He was good people, and it never hurt to have someone on speed dial that was good in a fight.

"Yeah, that's a pair of genes he proudly wears. But it's a good thing to be friends. Tend to last longer in the end."

He pushed a bit of hair out of her face. He did like Faith, and yeah, a slayer on speed dial was always a good thing.

"Just don't forget the fact that its called 'Friends with benefits' for a reason if you change your mind. Now get outta here, Sasquatch, before Dean comes hunting you down."

He really tried not to blush as he headed to the door. "See you later, Faith."

"Later, Sam."

Another? It's fine by me, but I didn't know I had to ask.

There was a bouquet of flowers in the locker room waiting for her when she got off shift. There was a card too, which said to go back out the door.

When she did, after getting changed, she was surprised by Sam leaning against the other wall in a pair of scrubs, smiling at her.

"You did this?"

"Yup." his grin increased.

She looked at the flowers in her hands, then walked over to him. "And what's with the scrubs?"

"They won't let you into this area unless they think you're supposed to be here." He picked up the backpack he had and slung it over his shoulder. No need to tell her about the stolen medical supplies. "And I figured that since I was in town, I would surprise you. Did it work?"

"It might have?"

"Might?" He smiled and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close to give her a quick kiss.

She laughed. "Depends on if there's dinner to go along with these."

"I can be persuaded."

Do I get one, Grumpy?

on the fear of the angel!wrath... of course!

Sam sat in a hard chair outside of the hospital room, his foot bouncing as he waited for the doctors to let him know how Pam was. Dean and Bobby were working off the information in the hotel room, and he stayed here.

Tossing his third cup of coffee in the trash, Sam leaned back in the seat, hands in his pockets. He watched as one doctor entered their code before going into the ER. Then a second gave him the exact combo. A few moments later he pressed in the code himself. He looked at the nurses' chart and found her room easily.

"Pam?" Sam pushed away the curtain, then avoided his eyes as she was busy putting her shirt back on. Pam laughed at the emotions she sensed.

"Never seen a girl without her shirt on before, Sam?"

"No, I just... I wasn't expecting it."

She turned to him, her eyes covered in bandages as she pulled her shirt down. "And to think, a stud like you. Girls should be dying to rip their shirt off."

Sam blushed a bit. "You... they say you can go?"

"OH yeah, I've been free for about an hour now. But I had to thank my doctor. Amazing aura, just a little shy but I helped clear that up."

"You...?" Sam raised an eyebrow, and Pam laughed again.

"Naughty boy, Sammy," Pam walked over and leaned against him a bit. "For such a nice little boy, you are just as bad as your brother."

Sam licked his lips, his cheeks getting redder. Pam reached up and placed a hand on his cheek, then got on her toes to kiss him. Sam's eyes opened wide a moment, then he carefully wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back.

After a moment she let him go and slid down his chest, smiling. "Mmm, just how I thought it would be."

"Wha?" Sam asked, shaking his head.

"Oh, nothing." She pulled free and got her bags. "Come on Grumpy. Think you can get your eyes off my chest long enough to drive me home."

Sam's head instantly lifted to look at the ceiling. This was going to be a long drive back to her place.

... ::grin::

Sam turned around quickly as he heard the shower curtain pull back. The washcloth moved down to cover that part of his body while his skin turned bright red.

"Do you mind?" he asked, laughing.

"Not at all." 99 looked Sam up and down before pushing off her robe and stepping into the shower with him. "In fact, I think I might just join you. After all, your so tall, there are probably spots you can't reach I can help you with."

"Is that so?" Sam grinned, moving aside to give her room.

"I'm certain." She wrapped her arms around his neck and Sam smirked, then leaned down and gave her a deep kiss, pushing the shower curtain back in place to keep the water from getting out.

I love you. 99 highly approves.

Give it to me, Sam.

Sam sat in the bed holding Anna, worried. "Anna, wake up."

Her eyes opened, and Sam sighed in relief. She looked around, confused as to where she was, and Sam slipped in to sit beside her. "It's ok, you were having a bad dream."

Anna turned to cling to him, hiding her eyes in his chest. "Sam, is this ever going to go away? I keep seeing things from when... when that bastard..."

Sam pulled her into his lap, holding her close. "It goes away. You just have to give it time."

"Will you stay with me?"

"You sure you don't want to ask Dean that?"

She shook her head in his chest. "No. He doesn't understand this. I need you." She looked up at him with wet eyes. "Please."

Sam nodded, then leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Go back to sleep, Anna. I'll stay."

*wibble* I loved this.

yey! *hugs*

Okay, so perhaps Jamie is a bit intrigued from that chocolate-peanut butter kiss?

Oh, and let me just say that it is awesome to actually see someone else who isn't all over Wincest XD. I am normally alone in that opinion.

"You're not really a Christian scientist, are you?" Jamie asked, gasping for breath.

"Not in the least," Sam smiled, pushing his hair out of his face.

They were behind the bar after hours because there had been a time and location on a napkin. Sam had made sure Dean didn't know about this, or he would have shot his baby brother.

"Good, because I don't want to make you feel you needed to have to go to confession."

Sam laughed. "All depends on just what you do to me. You going to make me do something I'll need to confess?"

"Maybe. You gonna kiss me again?"

"Let me think a second on that." He smirked, then leaned down and kissed her. Nice and deep until they had to seperate for air.

"Oh, my brother is going to kill me tomorrow."

"Why's that?" Jamie smiled and tickled under his chin.

"Because he was planning on losing his virginity to you."

Jamie laughed. "Well, if you don't make the grade, big boy, he might still have a shot."

Sam's jaw dropped as she laughed, then he twirled her around and pinned her to the wall, kissing her again. He was going to make sure he made that grade.

He was an A+ student, after all.

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