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 2009-11-30 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Jo bit her lower lip and moaned. Yes, she liked that. But she was going to tease. She tightened her muscles around him. "Like that?"

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-30 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
She chuckled and leaned over him to kiss him. "Yeah, I thought so."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
She was fine with enjoying the ride. This was her chance to just enjoy how Sam felt and made her feel. There was no desperate rush anymore.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
She was tempted to make a joke about how he was making her do all the work, but it just wasn't worth ruining the moment. He looked like he was enjoying it so much.

When he rose up, she leaned down a little to kiss him back and she picked up his new pace.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
She groaned against his mouth as she followed his prompting, tilting her hips at just the right angle to get just the right rub and feel. She was getting closer with every moment.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Sam." She moved harder, tipping her hips just a little more and there, that was the angle she needed. Soon she was trembling and right on the edge.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
She arched her back, tossing her head and moaning loudly as she came with him. When she relaxed, she fell forward and stretched out over him.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
She happily snuggled into him, smiling blissfully. She had always been happiest with Sam in her life. Having him back was perfect.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-12-03 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
It made her tingly to hear him say it. "I love you too."