Supernatural - Porn Battle: Entry #3
Sam was flat on his back before he knew what hit him. It took his brain a few more precious seconds to realize that Jo was straddling him - and that she was in the process of unbuckling his belt! What the hell? "Uh, Jo?" He began carefully and hoped to God that she wasn't possessed or something. Ellen would kill him and Dean would never let him live it down if he got himself raped by a possessed Jo Harvelle.
"You know Sam, I like Dean," she said conversationally as she finished unbuckling his belt, tossing it carelessly over her shoulder after pulling it free of his pants.
"That's... nice?" He squeaked as she yanked his shirt up. He was not going to let her strip him! He wasn't! Except he apparently was. Maybe he was the one who was possessed this time around? It was as good an explanation as any.
"I really like Dean," she said, emphasizing her statement by another toss of yet another piece of his swiftly dwindling wardrobe. "But I don't want Dean."
"Oh...kay," Sam drew out slowly, and then nearly bit his tongue as she unbuttoned his jeans and stuffed her hands down them. "I don't really-"
"Sam," Jo stated matter of factly, as if what she was about to say was the most obvious thing in the world, "The rain makes me really horny and I don't want Dean."
"Oh." And that was the only thing Sam could muster as things started clicking together in his mind. Of course, thinking became rather difficult as she proceeded to put her hands to good use.
Prompt: Supernatural-- Sam/anyone, rain
Written for Round Two of porn_battle.
Admittedly, not one of my best, but I'll own up to it anyway because the concept amuses me greatly.
"You know Sam, I like Dean," she said conversationally as she finished unbuckling his belt, tossing it carelessly over her shoulder after pulling it free of his pants.
"That's... nice?" He squeaked as she yanked his shirt up. He was not going to let her strip him! He wasn't! Except he apparently was. Maybe he was the one who was possessed this time around? It was as good an explanation as any.
"I really like Dean," she said, emphasizing her statement by another toss of yet another piece of his swiftly dwindling wardrobe. "But I don't want Dean."
"Oh...kay," Sam drew out slowly, and then nearly bit his tongue as she unbuttoned his jeans and stuffed her hands down them. "I don't really-"
"Sam," Jo stated matter of factly, as if what she was about to say was the most obvious thing in the world, "The rain makes me really horny and I don't want Dean."
"Oh." And that was the only thing Sam could muster as things started clicking together in his mind. Of course, thinking became rather difficult as she proceeded to put her hands to good use.
Prompt: Supernatural-- Sam/anyone, rain
Written for Round Two of porn_battle.
Admittedly, not one of my best, but I'll own up to it anyway because the concept amuses me greatly.