It wasn't too long before hands were exploring from both of them, taking moments to learn each other as each layer was taking away. The pace was fast - Sam was broken and desperate and needed her more than he could describe in words. But he was still gentle, not wanting to hurt her.
He never wanted to hurt her. That would come eventually - he was a Winchester and she was in love with him. It would only be a matter of time before she got hurt.
Their intimacy moved from the living room to the bedroom without either knowing it until their frenzied passion was spent and he lay panting in her arms, holding her tightly as if he never planned to let her go.
It was different - much different than the moments of passion with Ruby. With Ruby it was about taking out his hate and anger with her. With Lana, it was the need to be cared for. The need to feel loved even if he felt he wasn't worthy of it from her.
The need for hope that maybe, just maybe there was a happy ending that could come from it if they all survived. And it was that hope that he held onto as tightly as he did her in the bed.
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He never wanted to hurt her. That would come eventually - he was a Winchester and she was in love with him. It would only be a matter of time before she got hurt.
Their intimacy moved from the living room to the bedroom without either knowing it until their frenzied passion was spent and he lay panting in her arms, holding her tightly as if he never planned to let her go.
It was different - much different than the moments of passion with Ruby. With Ruby it was about taking out his hate and anger with her. With Lana, it was the need to be cared for. The need to feel loved even if he felt he wasn't worthy of it from her.
The need for hope that maybe, just maybe there was a happy ending that could come from it if they all survived. And it was that hope that he held onto as tightly as he did her in the bed.