likely_evil: (Jo - Happy Smiling)
Sam Winchester ([personal profile] likely_evil) wrote2009-11-27 09:14 pm

And the verdict is in... rp for [livejournal.com profile] ironknifehunter

Sam came back from the doctors, the envelope from the blood lab tossed onto the counter as the puppy ran to try and tackle him to the ground. Usually Sam was careful on playing rough with Ford, but today he got down on his knees and played with him, play fighting and boxing until the puppy was exhausted and just wagging his tail and licking Sam's face.

"Alright kiddo, we're going to make a deal. I'm gonna take you on a really long walk, and then you're going to pass out on the couch for the rest of the night and leave Mommy and me alone. That work for you?"

Ford barked an affirmative, and Sam smiled. "Alright. Let me change into my jogging clothes and call Dean and Cas, then we're on our way."

He called both men and let them know how his blood tests had turned out. It was six months now since Dean had saved his sorry ass little brother, and while the doctor was still wanting him to gain more muscle and weight, he looked much better. His bones had a bit of padding around them now, and there was a bit of definition along his chest and a tiny soft stomach.

And the best news of course was that the drugs had worked their course, and the hep was gone. His doctor wanted him to take a different pill for another month just to make sure it was not just in remission, but as of that afternoon, he was no longer infectious.

That opened up a lot of new possibilities for Sam. He could now look for a job and not worry about getting anyone sick or have people look at him and just "know" he was a recovering addict. He was hoping to maybe talk to Captain Singer and see if there was something at the precinct he could do to help as a civilian. He knew Jo and Cas would put in good words for him.

But right now, he was thinking of the very immediate possibility that had been slowly coming to a boil for months now between him and Jo. They both knew what they wanted, and it wasn't like they were running into this - three months of frustration had given Sam too many cold showers than he wanted to admit. Tonight, however, that was going to change.

The jog with Ford went on for almost an hour, and he knew it was almost time for her to come home. He knew if he had called her at work, she would have come running. And while he wouldn't have minded, he needed the time to prepare.

So when Jo would get home, there was a pizza waiting along with a bottle of sparkling cider and two glasses. And in front of it was the envelope with his results, waiting for her to read it while he took a quick shower to get the sweat off him from the jog.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiled to see him smile. She loved seeing him happy and he was happy with her.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Jo thought for a second he might be using the blankets to hide, but he kept close and it didn't seem like he was hiding. She slid her arms around him, tracing the curves of his back and smiled at him.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
She put a leg around him and pulled him close. "I'm really sure. Stop asking."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
She groaned and wrapped both legs around him. Oh this was so much better than all her fantasies and imaginations. So much better.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
She picked up his rhythm easily, not the least bit afraid or ashamed to hide how much she wanted him and how she responded to him. She had been waiting for this for so long and it was so good.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
She was slower to build, but she was. She wrapped her legs tighter around him, rubbing against him too get a little more friction. "A little longer," she muttered, "Just a bit more."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's okay." She hugged him tight. "It's okay, Sam."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
She hugged him tight, trembling at the feel of him coming. She couldn't help but feel a burst of pride that she had made him feel that, brought him that.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"I love you too," she said, trailing a line of kisses down his shoulder.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
She shook her head. "Takes a little bit more for me sometimes."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-29 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey," she punched his shoulder lightly. "If you regret our first time, I'm kicking your bony ass."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-30 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
"What do you want to do?" She didn't mind if they played around for a bit. It would be fun.