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likely_evil) wrote2010-04-04 12:56 am
likely_evil) wrote2010-04-04 12:56 am
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Detective!Verse Log 1 - Starts just after Sam gave Jo a Reese Peanut Butter filled chocolate rabbit
Sam: it's a good thing I'm not allergic to peanuts
Jo: So totally awesome.
Sam: could you imagine if I had that allergy. I'd never be able to kiss you
Jo: That would suck.
Sam: majorly
Jo: *kisses him* Good thing you don't.
Sam: *very happy being kissed* So the easter bunny did good then, huh?
Jo: Mmm, he did great.
Sam: *grins* so, what did the bunny bring me? *is selfish*
Jo: Something pastel and lacy.
Sam: oh I dunno... I don't usually look good in pastels...
Jo: I look fantastic though.
Sam: so my gift from the bunny was for you. *pouts playfully*
Jo: No, your gift from the bunny is what I'm wearing underneath all my clothes. *winks*
Sam: *he knew that, but smiles* So I have to unwrap it then, huh?
Jo: All the best gifts require a little work.
Sam: so do I have to wait until the morning, or just midnight?
Jo: Who said you had to wait?
Sam: *bright grin*
Jo: *kisses him*
Sam: *is totally going to take his time unwrapping his present*
Jo: *doesn't mind him being slow at all*
Sam: *and he might tickle a bit too*
Jo: *will deny the giggling later*
Sam: *it's frilly! He's clumsy and his fingers slipped, he swears!*
Jo: *yeah, sure, right. that's it.*
Sam: You're right, that color does look good on you
Jo: *smug grin* Damn right.
Sam: though I know another place it'll look good
Jo: Oh? Where?
Sam: the floor
Jo: You should get on that then.
Sam: but I don't want to rip my pretty present just yet. *runs fingers along the design*
Jo: Going to play with it first?
Sam: Maybe. *smirk
Jo: Oooo.
Sam: *sits up to take his shirt off* Of course I don't have anything nearly as fun to match.
Jo: Oh, you've got plenty.
Sam: *gotten a lot more comfortable now that the scars are basically gone* Still not as pretty as yours. *fingers play in a sensitive little spot, pinching a bit*
Jo: *hums appreciatively* Yeah, I like yours. *having fun touching*
Sam: *hands go to work on taking pants off of both of them*
Jo: *helps him.*
Sam: *grins* you taste like chocolate. How much have you eaten lately?
Jo: It was a pretty big bunny. And I was hungry.
Sam: uh huh. *kisses along skin*
Jo: I really like chocolate Sam.
Sam: one day you're just going to dip me in it, aren't you?
Jo: Mmmm, I'll get some chocolate body paint. You'll like me licking it all off.
Sam: just as long as it's not hot chocolate you want to make body molds out of.
Jo: N'aw, it's more fun to lick.
Sam: *licks her neck* that it is
Jo: *no, she didn't giggle, why do you ask?*
Sam: Oh, I almost forgot. I have one other present for you. *reaches for the nightstand*
Jo: What? It can't wait?
Sam: *patience, Jo...* I don't want to forget. *comes back and sets a tiny black box on her chest and rests his chin on her stomach*
Jo: *stares at it, mouth agape*
Sam: *sold a bunch of baseball cards he had as a kid that were still at Dean's* It's not much at all, but I wanted to get you something. You don't have to wear it at work or anything...
Jo: *opens the box slowly and takes the ring out* It's so perfect. It's perfect Sam.
Sam: and the few extra bucks I had left I put aside for when we need it.
Jo: *puts it on, then hugs him hard*
Sam: *hugs her back, then kisses her as his fingers resume where they had left off*
Jo: *very eager for him, not that she wasn't before but now there's a lot more raw desire in it.*
Sam: *plans on satisfying her every desire*
Jo: *he always does*
Sam: *and plans to snuggle with his fiancee all night and easter morning*
Jo: *won't be leaving his arms anytime soon.*
Sam: *afterwards* We're going to have to start telling people soon, aren't we?
Jo: They're going to notice the ring. I'll tell my mom tomorrow.
Sam: *winces* you sure you don't want to do Vegas first before telling your mom?
Jo: I'll have to tell my mom so she won't get suspicious that we're running off.
Sam: Do we still have a spare bulletproof vest?
Jo: Yes. I won't let you get hurt,
Sam: good. I'll tell Dean so he won't feel out of the loop
Jo: He'll be happy right?
Sam: if I'm happy, he's happy. *kisses her* and right now I don't think I can be any happier
Jo: No, this is pretty much cloud nine.
Sam: I love you
Jo: Love you too, Sam. Always.
Sam: *smiles*
Detective!Verse Log 2 - Next Morning - Quick call to Dean by Sam while Jo calls Ellen
Sam: So Dean... um... first off Happy Easter. Did you find the bunny I left on your kitchen counter?
Dean: Yes. ... It's gone now, though.
Sam: I figured that it wouldn't take long. I, uh... while I was there I also grabbed a few boxes of my stuff you had stored. Those old baseball cards?
Dean: Yeah, what about 'em?
Sam: Well, I kinda sold them
Dean: What? You loved those things.
Sam: Well... they went to a good cause
Dean: Oh?
Sam: *sounding embarrassed over the phone* Yeah. I um... I got Jo a, uh... I got her a ring.
Dean: *beat* Like an engagement ring?
Sam: ... yeah.
Dean: .... Damn. How'd I miss that?
Sam: not just you. We've been keeping it quiet for a few weeks now. Safety precautions
Dean: *smirk* Ellen gonna kill you?
Sam: She's going to try, I'm sure. We have a spare vest in the house just in case. *laughs*
Dean: *laughs* Good idea.
Sam: so if, you, uh, notice her with a ring on while at work, you know.
Dean: So you're saying I should call lots of attention to it and embarrass the hell out of her?
Sam: NO!
Dean: Thanks for the permission, Sammy.
Sam: *face palm* Dean... please...
Dean: I'm kidding. Kind of.
Sam: *suffering sigh*
ooc: and for all those without the scorecard, Sam did proposed to Jo in verse about a month ago in this post riiight about here. They kept it quiet for about a month already.
Sam: it's a good thing I'm not allergic to peanuts
Jo: So totally awesome.
Sam: could you imagine if I had that allergy. I'd never be able to kiss you
Jo: That would suck.
Sam: majorly
Jo: *kisses him* Good thing you don't.
Sam: *very happy being kissed* So the easter bunny did good then, huh?
Jo: Mmm, he did great.
Sam: *grins* so, what did the bunny bring me? *is selfish*
Jo: Something pastel and lacy.
Sam: oh I dunno... I don't usually look good in pastels...
Jo: I look fantastic though.
Sam: so my gift from the bunny was for you. *pouts playfully*
Jo: No, your gift from the bunny is what I'm wearing underneath all my clothes. *winks*
Sam: *he knew that, but smiles* So I have to unwrap it then, huh?
Jo: All the best gifts require a little work.
Sam: so do I have to wait until the morning, or just midnight?
Jo: Who said you had to wait?
Sam: *bright grin*
Jo: *kisses him*
Sam: *is totally going to take his time unwrapping his present*
Jo: *doesn't mind him being slow at all*
Sam: *and he might tickle a bit too*
Jo: *will deny the giggling later*
Sam: *it's frilly! He's clumsy and his fingers slipped, he swears!*
Jo: *yeah, sure, right. that's it.*
Sam: You're right, that color does look good on you
Jo: *smug grin* Damn right.
Sam: though I know another place it'll look good
Jo: Oh? Where?
Sam: the floor
Jo: You should get on that then.
Sam: but I don't want to rip my pretty present just yet. *runs fingers along the design*
Jo: Going to play with it first?
Sam: Maybe. *smirk
Jo: Oooo.
Sam: *sits up to take his shirt off* Of course I don't have anything nearly as fun to match.
Jo: Oh, you've got plenty.
Sam: *gotten a lot more comfortable now that the scars are basically gone* Still not as pretty as yours. *fingers play in a sensitive little spot, pinching a bit*
Jo: *hums appreciatively* Yeah, I like yours. *having fun touching*
Sam: *hands go to work on taking pants off of both of them*
Jo: *helps him.*
Sam: *grins* you taste like chocolate. How much have you eaten lately?
Jo: It was a pretty big bunny. And I was hungry.
Sam: uh huh. *kisses along skin*
Jo: I really like chocolate Sam.
Sam: one day you're just going to dip me in it, aren't you?
Jo: Mmmm, I'll get some chocolate body paint. You'll like me licking it all off.
Sam: just as long as it's not hot chocolate you want to make body molds out of.
Jo: N'aw, it's more fun to lick.
Sam: *licks her neck* that it is
Jo: *no, she didn't giggle, why do you ask?*
Sam: Oh, I almost forgot. I have one other present for you. *reaches for the nightstand*
Jo: What? It can't wait?
Sam: *patience, Jo...* I don't want to forget. *comes back and sets a tiny black box on her chest and rests his chin on her stomach*
Jo: *stares at it, mouth agape*
Sam: *sold a bunch of baseball cards he had as a kid that were still at Dean's* It's not much at all, but I wanted to get you something. You don't have to wear it at work or anything...
Jo: *opens the box slowly and takes the ring out* It's so perfect. It's perfect Sam.
Sam: and the few extra bucks I had left I put aside for when we need it.
Jo: *puts it on, then hugs him hard*
Sam: *hugs her back, then kisses her as his fingers resume where they had left off*
Jo: *very eager for him, not that she wasn't before but now there's a lot more raw desire in it.*
Sam: *plans on satisfying her every desire*
Jo: *he always does*
Sam: *and plans to snuggle with his fiancee all night and easter morning*
Jo: *won't be leaving his arms anytime soon.*
Sam: *afterwards* We're going to have to start telling people soon, aren't we?
Jo: They're going to notice the ring. I'll tell my mom tomorrow.
Sam: *winces* you sure you don't want to do Vegas first before telling your mom?
Jo: I'll have to tell my mom so she won't get suspicious that we're running off.
Sam: Do we still have a spare bulletproof vest?
Jo: Yes. I won't let you get hurt,
Sam: good. I'll tell Dean so he won't feel out of the loop
Jo: He'll be happy right?
Sam: if I'm happy, he's happy. *kisses her* and right now I don't think I can be any happier
Jo: No, this is pretty much cloud nine.
Sam: I love you
Jo: Love you too, Sam. Always.
Sam: *smiles*
Detective!Verse Log 2 - Next Morning - Quick call to Dean by Sam while Jo calls Ellen
Sam: So Dean... um... first off Happy Easter. Did you find the bunny I left on your kitchen counter?
Dean: Yes. ... It's gone now, though.
Sam: I figured that it wouldn't take long. I, uh... while I was there I also grabbed a few boxes of my stuff you had stored. Those old baseball cards?
Dean: Yeah, what about 'em?
Sam: Well, I kinda sold them
Dean: What? You loved those things.
Sam: Well... they went to a good cause
Dean: Oh?
Sam: *sounding embarrassed over the phone* Yeah. I um... I got Jo a, uh... I got her a ring.
Dean: *beat* Like an engagement ring?
Sam: ... yeah.
Dean: .... Damn. How'd I miss that?
Sam: not just you. We've been keeping it quiet for a few weeks now. Safety precautions
Dean: *smirk* Ellen gonna kill you?
Sam: She's going to try, I'm sure. We have a spare vest in the house just in case. *laughs*
Dean: *laughs* Good idea.
Sam: so if, you, uh, notice her with a ring on while at work, you know.
Dean: So you're saying I should call lots of attention to it and embarrass the hell out of her?
Sam: NO!
Dean: Thanks for the permission, Sammy.
Sam: *face palm* Dean... please...
Dean: I'm kidding. Kind of.
Sam: *suffering sigh*
ooc: and for all those without the scorecard, Sam did proposed to Jo in verse about a month ago in this post riiight about here. They kept it quiet for about a month already.