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 2010-04-11 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."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-13 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
Faith cried out, body arching up and into Sam with the flood of sensation that came with the new position. She tightened around him when the orgasm slammed into her, nails clawing furrows into his skin.

"Fuck, Sam, don't stop."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-14 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
She rode out the aftershocks of her pleasure until she felt the warmth of his own release. When Sam finally stilled she fought her normal urge to push whoever it was away and head straight for the shower. The sweat cooled on her body and she kissed him, brushing the hair that had fallen into his face back with a smirk.

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-14 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
It was strange for her to be laying there, to still be touching, when everything was said and done, but she didn't find herself hating it. Her smirk turned into a full blown smile at his question though and Faith chuckled.

"Not in any way I didn't enjoy, handsome. Don't worry about it."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-14 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Not many people like us out there. Besides, not really the making love type. Never worked for me anyway."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-14 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
She didn't really know how to react to the situation so she just went with whatever felt right. Her fingers ran through his hair in an idle fashion while he spoke and moved into her side.

"Maybe one day you'll get it back. Find it again or whatever."

[identity profile] take-em-down.livejournal.com 2010-04-14 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Attitude like that is just askin' for somethin' bad to happen. Can't look at it that way. That's givin' up."

[identity profile] faiththatfuelsu.livejournal.com 2010-04-14 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
She shifted so that she could look at him dead on, eyebrow raised. "It's shitty, and your brother's an idiot, but I don't think he's dumb enough to go through with it. He'll wise up."

So maybe she wasn't so sure about what she was saying, but she wasn't about to admit that. It wasn't what Sam needed to hear, not at the moment.