likely_evil | The Kiss Meme!

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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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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."

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