likely_evil | [charloft] Kissing Booth

It's the time of the season for kissing! Set up a kissing booth and have at it, you crazy kids. Just be careful you don't catch any diseases!

So first Anna was blaming him for this. But really, it was Dean's fault. It was always Dean's fault. But as they stood there watching Anna, it was his brilliant idea to get them involved.

This was not going to end well. Especially when Dean started to set up his booth.

So Sam got his own booth at the fair and set it up. There might have been a friendly exchange of challenges between brothers over who would do better. And then Sandy sat down next to him with a smile and a wink, willing to help out with any men who came over looking for a kiss.

Ok, the day was looking a bit better. Let the battle of the Winchester Kissing Booths commence. ~~it's for charity... really...~~

$5 a Kiss! Step on Up!

Total raised so far: $3,410 ~~will update as the day goes on~~

ooc: yes, there is a kissing booth battle going on, and this is open to any muses in any verse. If you want verse specific, make sure you put it in the subject line. If this is the first time talking to Sam, then feel free to use this as a way to get to say hello! And multiple kisses are welcome as long as you pay for them ;)

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"Knew the economy was bad, but a kissing booth? Kind of pissed I didn't think of it first." Faith grinned when she looked up at Sam and held up a crumpled ten dollar bill.

"Lay one on me, handsome."

"Well, when you have a good idea, why waste it, right?"

He grinned. "Of course, since I'm a boyscout, I'm going to have to be good." He leaned over and gave her a gentle kiss with a hint of a tease as he opened his lips long enough to let his teeth run along her bottom lip. And since she paid $10, he gave her just a bit more time, a bit more energy.

"Teasin' me, Sam? Don't see how that's being good." She licked her lips and pulled out the wallet she'd managed to acquire on her last patrol. Not all demons used kittens when they played poker, some could appreciate the benefits of cold hard cash- Faith just appreciated the occasional payday.

She pulled a bill from one of the leather folds, a twenty, and set it down. "Alright, boyscout. Round two."

"Well, it's for a good cause. I have to be willing to do whatever I can to help raise funds for them, as long as it stays just just kissing."

With that he pulled her close, hand grabbing the back of her neck as he kissed her again. It started out sweet, then turned dangerously evil as his tongue teased the sides of her lips before going back to hide in his mouth, and he pulled on her bottom lip a bit as he pulled his head back.

There was such an evil look on his face.

It was official. Sam Winchester was the Anti-Christ. That smug, self satisfied look on his face was enough to prove it.

"You're the biggest pain in the ass I've ever met, Winchester." She meant it, even if she was grinning. It wasn't often that she had to work for someone she wanted, much less pay to get a damn kiss..... and she didn't usually enjoy it this much, either.

"Took you long enough. All you had to do was ask Dean. he delights on telling people about that side of me."

"What can I say, I like the bad boys. Even if they try to hide it by helpin' little old ladies across the street."

Sam chuckled. "Well, I'm not that bad a boy."

She gives him a questioning look. "You really think I'm buyin' that?"

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