The Fluffernutters Meme

[improbably_true]

fluffernutters meme

what to do:
☆ post a comment
★ others use the magic RNG 1-10 to pick their fluffiness
☆ then fluff it out

fluffy choices:
① Tiny kisses For some reason or another, the person in front of you? Needs all of the kisses. All of them.
② Love confession You feel the butterflies in your stomach, but there's no way you're going to back out

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[impureblood]

[Sam didn’t even realize that he’s holding his breath; waiting for some kind of reaction, any reaction. It’s like for that moment, the world stops spinning, and his entire life is just…hanging in the balance, ready to diverge into two completely different paths.

Then she’s steadying herself on the desk and he can see the tears forming in her eyes. It’s fight or flight reaction; part of him wants to just run the other way, but Sam would never be able to live with doing something like that. Stepping forward, he reaches out to touch her, thumbs gently brushing across Abi’s cheeks]

I do. I want this, with you…you don’t even know how much. [Sam hasn’t said those three words to any other woman that wasn’t named Jess. And that life with her in Stanford, it’s so long ago, he’s a completely different person now] Abi, I love you. That’s the truth...I would never say it otherwise.

[Looking into her eyes, that just reaffirms everything for him] I wouldn’t blame you…if you want something more. Someone not in the life. I just…I had to tell you.

[shootsdownstars]

You-no.

[She lashes out, her own version of fight or flight, hitting her fists weakly against his forearms.] Take it back. Take it back, you-...what am I supposed to do now if you go out and-

[Now, Abi realizes that she's known that she loved Sam. But saying it out loud didn't make it real. And if it wasn't real, it wasn't something she could lose, just like everything else. It's why she's been so content with the radio silence on her and Bobby's relationship. She knows it's there, and no one needs to say it. But now Sam's gone and ruined everything.]

You're just going to get yourself killed now. [She hiccups.] Or you're going to change your mind or Dean's going to talk you into relieving your stress with some stripper or-or...I don't-. I need you, Sam, and now everything's...I can't lose you. I can't.

[impureblood]

[Even as she weakly beats against his arms, Sam only pulls her closer…he gets it, he really does. Being afraid, now having even more to lose. All of those things exist for him. The thing that scares him the most is Abi not knowing what she means to him]

It’s okay. [Slipping his hand under her chin, he tilts her head up, looking into her eyes] Abi, I can promise that nothing’s ever going to happen to me. You know the risks that come with the job. I wish I could, I would do anything to be able to…[He swallows thickly at the lump in his throat, hand now softly stroking her hair, eyebrows still knitted]

What I can promise? Is that I’m not going to change my mind. You’re it for me. It’s…you and me til the wheels fall off. [Maybe not the most romantic thing, but he just wants her to know] No strippers, no anything like that. There’s no one that could compare to you. No-one.

[shootsdownstars]

[Fighting is too hard. She's been fighting her whole goddamn life not to get attached to people then fighting to find her father. And she'd thought, when things finally got settled at Bobby's, that she wouldn't have to anymore.

And then Sam waltzed in, all...dimples and book smarts and it's just-

Fighting is just too hard.

His attempt at romance pulls a watery laugh out of her and she reaches around his arm, wiping at her own tears and slightly running mascara. She's still not sure what she was expecting to happen when she and Sam first started sleeping together. But she thinks that maybe, despite her current fears, that this is the best outcome she could have gotten.]

No one's ever told me they loved me before...

[impureblood]

[Just hearing her say that makes his heart ache. The kind of person Abi is, he feels like he knows her better...she deserves a lot more than Sam being the only person to have said that to her] First time for everything...[He follows the words with a small smile. It might have started out with a strong physical attraction and some other genuine emotions mixed in, but it's grown since then. The sex was amazing but even then...he couldnt have imagined it would turn into this ]

I just...didn't want to keep holding it in. Me and you, that's all I want.

[Letting his hand drop back to his side, Sam stays in close...the most difficult part might be over, but the night was just beginning, at least for them. He wants to make sure its not the kind that would be forgotten. Abi has given him even more than she realized. As cliche as it was, at least Sam knows theres a light at the end of the tunnel now]

[shootsdownstars]

That's what I want too. [She's scared. She's terrified, but it's true. Whenever Sam's home, she hovers close during the day, at least close enough that his voice carries when he speaks. It's the most she can get sometimes, with Bobby and Dean fond of pulling all nighters and restricting how much time they can steal in the dark. And when they can steal a few hours, a few minutes, even a day or two (very rarely), she soaks up every second, every touch and every little laugh and she revels in it.

And when he's gone, she clings to those moments and her cell phone, jumping every time it buzzes and hoping it's him, just a simple I'm fine to ease her nerves.]

I love you, Sam. [It takes a minute to force it out, and with it comes a new rush of tears.]

[impureblood]

[Hearing those three words, its enough to make his lips stretch into a broad grin, expressive eyes still looking down at her. Things don't have to be perfect; they don't have to be the textbook definition of normal...its something that Sam has struggled a long time witb, only through Abi was he beginning to see that it didnt matter. Having her, whether its just through phone calls and texts on the road, or stolen moments when he's able to come back...that's what's important, above anything else]

Good, because I don't think anyone else will ever be able to put up with me. [He's not making light of the situatuon; if anything, it's a partial truth. That Abi accepts everything that comes with him is almost a small miracle. Gently brushing her tears away, he's already reaching for her hand, somehow wishing he could freeze time] The rest of the night...anything you want. Maybe tomorrow, too...if I can keep Dean from trying to throw is into another case already.

[shootsdownstars]

[He gets a weak punch to the gut for that. Not enough to even knock the air out of him and she's laughing when she reaches up to brush her own tears away. He's not allowed to tease her right now.]

I didn't...I don't really know what else to do. [There's another laugh, and she rubs her hands together, glancing around the room.] We've never actually been out before, or really had this kind of time.

And Dean's not taking you anywhere.

[impureblood]

[That they have never been on anything remotely resembling a date has never really struck Sam until then. It's not that much of a surprise , considering that time is never something that they have in abundance. Not with his whereabouts always being questioned if he disappears for longee than his brother liked; or Sam not wanting Bobby to figure it out...even though now, more than ever, he knows the 'talk' is going to happen soon]

I should have bought something to make dinner for us. I guedd i was a little...nervous. [Abi doesn't get much of a warning; one second she's standing there, wiping her tears away, and the next Sam is lifting her up, cradling her in his arms as if she were absolutely weightless]

We',ll get breakfast in the morning....go on a real date. And you're right, Dean isn't going to ruin it.

[shootsdownstars]

[The fact that Abi gets no warning is probably not good for the neighbors because she shrieks, flailing a little before catching on to what's happening and wrapping her arms around Sam's neck.] If you drop me, I swear to God, I'm taking back everything I said! [She laughs, kicking her legs a little.] If you're hungry, we can order room service.

I like that idea. Just nowhere fancy, all I brought was a sundress. [The dress she's wearing now is one of maybe 3 formal dresses she owns and she was not going to try and stuff one of those into her purse.]

So that covers tomorrow...what about tonight?

[impureblood]

[Sam is willing to bet it won't be the only noise complaint for their room; it's more or less the first time they don't have to worry about outsidr factors. Like keeping quiet, or someone coming back early. No, he can fall alseep next to Abi tonight and not worry about havjng to wake up before Bobby. Long legs striding towards the bed, he doesn't drop her, just lays her down, all but crawling on top of Abi, one palm pressing flat against the comforter on either side of her body]

Tonight....[Dipping his head, Sam's lips brush across her neck, feather light, more teasing than anything else] The most important decision you have to make is whether you want me to get the shower now...or wait until after I've given you reason to need one. [The truth? Sam is still admiring how perfect she looks in that red dress. Abi's always been beautiful, this is just seeing another side of her. Hand moving down, he slips it under her dress, lightly stroking her thigh]

[shootsdownstars]

[Sam turns towards the bed and Abi can't help her little giggle, leaning in to brush her nose against his neck. They've done this before, of course. She was sitting in the living room reading when Bobby and Dean left and apparently, Abi was moving too slow and so Sam scooped her up to rush upstairs and maximize their time but this is different. They don't have to rush. At least not until tomorrow night, when Bobby will be expecting her back.]

Mm...well supposedly, we're supposed to conserve water and shower together. But I don't need one, so I suppose you'll have to wait. [She grins, reaching up and popping a couple of buttons on his shirt.]

[impureblood]

We'll conserve later. I'm a... big proponent....of the green movement. [Around Abi there isnt a need to be so closely guarded; it's okay to let loose, he doesn't always need to be in perfect control or hold back] I finally get you all to myself without having to worry...[His pulse is already starting to race; the reactions that Abi can draw out of him, even when she's not trying....they're always intense.

Lifting his hand, Sam shrugs off the shirt once it's unbuttoned, not caring where it lands in the hotel room right then] You don't know how much I've thought about that. [He presses his hips down, as if to demonstrate, letting his lips find Abi's, the kiss much more heated than before]

[shootsdownstars]

I don't know why you've been thinking about it so much. [Abi hisses, his hips against hers a little restricted by the tight skirt of her dress. But she makes every effort to grind back, running her hands reverently over the muscles of his back and chest. It's like he gains a pound in muscle every time he leaves...]

You always have me all to yourself. Always. [She meets his kiss with her own intensity, hands slipping into his hair.]

[impureblood]

[His eyes slip close; there's nothing like Abi's touch. Fingertips tracing over the contours of his muscles; brushing across the numerous scars that map out his skin. Sam can't help the way it's enough to send a shiver down the length of his spine, like a jolt of electricity. Still pressing against her in a kiss, he sucks her bottom lip into his mouth, catching it between gizmo teeth before drawing back. Even how her hands grip his hair feels more than good]

That's the only way I ever want it. [Opening his eyes to look Dow at her, Sam breathes out a little unsteady, hands now sliding over her body, feeling her through the fabric, his eyebrows knitting slightly though his lips are now curling in a smirk] You look..amazing. I can't decided if I want you out of the dress or not.

[shootsdownstars]

[She laughs, arching a bit to his touch as he runs his hands over the fabric of her dress. He looks so unsteady suddenly and Abi thinks she enjoys it way too much, the way he bows to her will so quickly.] Let's put it this way. [She nips at his bottom lip, scratching her nails against the muscles of his stomach before taking his wrist and leading it to the little flap of fabric holding the zipper to her dress.]

I can't open my legs in this skirt.