likely_evil: (Faith - hunters)
Sam Winchester ([personal profile] likely_evil) wrote2010-04-08 09:45 pm

In which Sam calls an old friend...



After the Pastor left, and Sam got Cas comfortable on the other bed, Sam walked outside to get a soda. He just stared at the machine, then finally punch the button for the drink. Then he punched it again, and again and again until the machine had a large fist sized series of dents and Sam was using the bottle to ice his knuckles as he walked back to the room.

He was trapped there. Well, not really trapped, but Cas needed to rest and recover from whatever the whore had done to him. And Dean...

So this was what it felt like to be abandoned. Not just Dean telling him not to come back, or saying goodbye over a phone because it was better apart, or even Dean dying. This was deliberate, and now Sam understood what Dean had to feel every time he had walked out on him.

He tried to call Dean again, but of course he wasn't answering. But he needed someone to talk to. He had already called Bobby to tell him, and he and Cas would make their way there in the morning. There was nothing they could do right now, not without knowing where Dean was. Stupid Nokian symbols.

He rolled the ball over his contact list, then stopped when it highlighted the name FAITH. God, it had been months since they had talked, since the time she had been possessed and tried to kill him and Dean in fact.

Sighing, he hit send and wondered if she would even pick up. Right now he could just use a good, sober friend to talk to for awhile.

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-10 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah, I get it. Exhibitionism ain't your thing. So what's plan B?"

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothin' like a little B and E to get a person's motor runnin'." She stripped off her jacket and then head for the door.

"Think you can get the door open before I lose anymore clothes?"

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Her fingers played over the button to her jeans and she quirked an eyebrow, free hand turning the knob to step outside the room.

"Guess we'll find out."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
They hadn't been in the room for more than two seconds before she was pushing Sam back against the door to slide her hands under the layers of shirts he wore. "Nice work. I'm impressed."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
The fact that this is Sam and that this wasn't something she'd anticipated when she'd gotten that call run through her mind for a brief moment. She wonders if she should feel bad about this, if she should question for once in her life just what she's doing and if this is maybe something she should step away from before she fucks anything up. But then he's pulling her closer and his lips are on hers and all thought about anything responsible is run out of her head by Yes and More and Just like that.

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
It doesn't take much prompting for her to wrap her legs around him and she's going for her own shirt, just breaking the kiss long enough to pull it over her head in a hurried rush. No sooner is her shirt off then she's fumbling for the buckle of his belt.

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
His belt is done away with in no time flat and she manages to rip his button off in her rush to get his pants out of the way. Faith does take the time to pull his zipper down and push the denim from his hips, palm massaging his cock through the last remaining obstacle on her end and she's itching to get out of the rest of her clothes, to feel his skin against hers, the heat and sweat and everything that comes along with it.

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
She wasn't used to being manhandled, then again she wasn't used to fucking around with someone that nearly had a foot on her. It was a new experience and one that was turning her on like nothing else. Faith helped him as much as possible when it came to wriggling out of her jeans without breaking her contact with his burgeoning erection.

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-11 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Faith arched beneath him, not content to be teased without giving a little bit of it back to him, shifting her legs to bring him closer. "Don't tease me, Winchester."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-12 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
She leaned up and sunk her teeth into his shoulder in a bite sharp enough to sting. Her teeth hadn't broken skin but she knew he'd still be feeling it in a day or two, knew that she would have gotten her point across with that little move. "I want to take a lot more than what you're givin' me right now."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-12 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
The retort on her lips dies with that thrust to be replaced by a low moan. There was nothing small about Sam Winchester and she nearly regret the fact she wouldn't get to enjoy the ache for long once her Slayer healing kicked in. Her fingers slid into his hair and she gripped tight, pulling his face back so she could watch when she tightened down around him, using every one of those muscles under her trained control.

"You sure you can?"

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-12 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
She moved her hips to meet his, legs wrapping around his waist so she could take more of him. It hurt in all the best ways and Faith could feel the orgasm building as they moved together.

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-13 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Faith could more than handle everything Sam had to offer. Pain was entwined with pleasure for her and each brutal thrust brought her that much closer, made it feel that much better.

"Hurt me, Sam. You're still holdin' back. Let go."