Sam Winchester (
likely_evil) wrote2009-10-19 09:22 pm
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Request: Detective!Jo/Addict!Sam - Kiss on the neck
It had been a long double shift that Jo had pulled that day, so coming home to a mess in the kitchen was not her idea of a warm welcome. The floor was covered in some kinda of white powder, footprints all through them, as well as paw prints. Who was chasing who, Jo didn't know, but she was sure going to find out.
Of course, neither boy nor puppy were anywhere to be found. A moment of fear gripped her and she knelt down to wipe her finger through the white powder before bringing it to her lips.
Just flour. Not that she doubted, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Slapping her hands a few times to get the powder off, she stood back up.
"Sam Winchester, you had better have a good explanation or else you're going to be joining Ford in the doghouse for a week! Stop hiding and get out here."
The second she finished her sentence, the lights went out in the kitchen. Jo's hand instantly went for her gun when she turned back towards the doorway and saw Sam standing there, holding a tray with a small, lopsided cake on it. His face was illuminated by a few candles that weren't standing sideways.
"What are you...?"
"Did you really think I was going to forget your birthday?" Sam grinned, the flickering light making his smile go from ear to ear.
"Is it really my birthday? I hadn't realized." She smiled, walking over to look at the cake, then Sam.
"Well, make a wish before I end up burning the kitchen down on top of the mess."
Jo smiled, then closed her eyes and made a wish before blowing out the candles. Her hand found the light switch and turned it back on, then watched as Sam went to the table with the cake. "Ok, we need plates, a knife and forks..."
Laughing, Jo joined him. "Sam, you try to cut that thing and it's just going to fall over."
"Well, I don't want it to go to waste. It took me three mixes to make one that actually was edible."
"Please tell me you at least bought the frosting," she asked as she swiped her finger along the side.
"I had too. I ran out of time."
Jo smiled, taking another swipe of the frosting and sucking it off her finger. She then looked at Sam and her grin turned mischievous as she tapped Sam's nose with a finger-full of icing.
"Hey!"
"Don't worry, I'll get it." She got up on her toes and kissed the frosting off his nose.
Sam wrinkled his nose, then took a swipe of frosting and ran it along her neck. Then he leaned down and kissed it away. Jo closed her eyes and moaned, melting against him.
"You brought enough frosting I hope?" she asked breathlessly as he pulled away.
Sam just gave her a small smirk. "I couldn't forget to include a present now, could I?"
Of course, neither boy nor puppy were anywhere to be found. A moment of fear gripped her and she knelt down to wipe her finger through the white powder before bringing it to her lips.
Just flour. Not that she doubted, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Slapping her hands a few times to get the powder off, she stood back up.
"Sam Winchester, you had better have a good explanation or else you're going to be joining Ford in the doghouse for a week! Stop hiding and get out here."
The second she finished her sentence, the lights went out in the kitchen. Jo's hand instantly went for her gun when she turned back towards the doorway and saw Sam standing there, holding a tray with a small, lopsided cake on it. His face was illuminated by a few candles that weren't standing sideways.
"What are you...?"
"Did you really think I was going to forget your birthday?" Sam grinned, the flickering light making his smile go from ear to ear.
"Is it really my birthday? I hadn't realized." She smiled, walking over to look at the cake, then Sam.
"Well, make a wish before I end up burning the kitchen down on top of the mess."
Jo smiled, then closed her eyes and made a wish before blowing out the candles. Her hand found the light switch and turned it back on, then watched as Sam went to the table with the cake. "Ok, we need plates, a knife and forks..."
Laughing, Jo joined him. "Sam, you try to cut that thing and it's just going to fall over."
"Well, I don't want it to go to waste. It took me three mixes to make one that actually was edible."
"Please tell me you at least bought the frosting," she asked as she swiped her finger along the side.
"I had too. I ran out of time."
Jo smiled, taking another swipe of the frosting and sucking it off her finger. She then looked at Sam and her grin turned mischievous as she tapped Sam's nose with a finger-full of icing.
"Hey!"
"Don't worry, I'll get it." She got up on her toes and kissed the frosting off his nose.
Sam wrinkled his nose, then took a swipe of frosting and ran it along her neck. Then he leaned down and kissed it away. Jo closed her eyes and moaned, melting against him.
"You brought enough frosting I hope?" she asked breathlessly as he pulled away.
Sam just gave her a small smirk. "I couldn't forget to include a present now, could I?"