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Who: Jo Harvelle & Sam Winchester
What: Taking the risk of seeing if there's something between them to eventually get screwed up later.
When: Wednesday the 29th, into the morning of the 30th.
Where: Sam's room.
Rating: Hard-R, but I do put up a warning before it gets to that point along with a word to look for if you want to skip it, by doing a control+F.
Jo: [leaves the Lux, the key piece of advice that Max had given her a few days ago sort of echoing into her mind. Max had suggested she "just jump Sam" which wasn't exactly a bad suggestion, it just required Sam actually wanting to "be jumped". Rather than just ignore it and spend another night sorting out the whole X5-issues, she just heads toward Sam's room and knocks on the door. The moment he opens the door, she looks up at him.] So, does Sam want me to 'just jump him'? Because, that's the current suggestion.
Sam: He definitely wouldn't be opposed to the idea.
Jo: [smirks] I just made you refer to yourself in the third person.
Sam: [laughs] Yeah, you did.
Jo: [exhales, glancing to him as he gestures to invite her in, she moves into his room, but sort of stands there, wringing her hands] You know that it's not that I don't want to.
Sam: I know. It's ... the elephant in the room.
Jo: [shrugs] It's like I have a panic button in my brain and I tend to be a bit trigger happy on the button.
Sam: Is there a reason why you're so worried? Other than ... the obvious.
Jo: The obvious? What's the obvious?
Sam: .... Dean?
Jo: ...oh.
Sam: If I'm wrong then ... believe me. I don't mind being wrong. But it always seems like ...
Jo: [makes a face, the knot in her stomach getting really big, because she can't exactly lie] It's not that you're wrong. It's just that I do get a bit caught up in the fact that he's your brother and I swear, he says things just to get to me, because he gave me Hell over it when he was here and I mentioned you.
Sam: [frowns] Gave you Hell about it how?
Jo: That I was moving from one Winchester to the next 'cause I couldn't get him.
Sam: [sets his jaw, before asking point blank -- because sorry, but he really doesn't want her to lie to him right then. he needs to know] Were you?
Jo: No. Not like I could lie to him about it either, but he's Dean.
Sam: [relaxes. a lot. because he was kinda worried about that] He's a dick. That's nothing new.
Jo: [though, him asking her like that, does sort of put her up on guard a bit] Yeah, well, he busted me out on Alec, so he tried to bust me out on you, too.
Sam: [he'll apologize for it later, but ... he's got Dean issues] But it didn't work. [eyes drop to his hands] That means something to me, at least. Even if he was being a dick.
Jo: [yeah, well, so does she --- but she's got bigger issues with people not trusting her and using her loss against her so blatantly] Well, he doesn't exactly subscribe to Being Tactful Weekly.
Sam: [is just used to people using him for various reasons? It's not that he doesn't trust her, he's just has had a lot of shit shoved in his face in the past year. he would have asked it to anyone else the same way, loss or not. He is sorry about it, though -- it's written all over his face] Never has. Which is good for some things and shitty for others.
Jo: [exhales, she's trying to push past it, because she doesn't need another reason to not be around Sam -- other than the awkward] Yeah, trust me, I know this.
Sam: I'm sorry.
Jo: [takes a breath, exhaling it in a sigh] I know. [of course, the deep breath -- totally not helping, because she can smell him, from across the room there]
Sam: ... So if it's not Dean ... [doesn't finish the question, so she doesn't have to answer if she doesn't want to]
Jo: Oh, it's me. I mean, I haven't been here a year, but things just feel... more important or something here. Plus, people leave and then you're stuck behind, and when they come back, it might not be the same... [sighs] Being hunters, we move around. Things get dicey, we just pack up and move out. I can't do that here. If ... when things got bad with Alec, I moved, but I can't move very far. If you leave.... or I leave... or something goes wrong?
Sam: I get it. I do. [because he had Ruby and then he lost her, and then he really lost her, and ... he gets it] At this point, I'm used to people leaving. It'll suck ... but I can deal. So don't worry about me. But if something goes wrong ... at least there was something to go wrong? It's just better than not doing it at all. [because if she leaves and comes back, he'll have to start all over again, and there's no guarantee that he'll even get here to having this conversation so ... if there's a chance that they could do this and make each other happy for however short a period of time ... he'll take it]
Jo: [rubs at her elbow, because it's a nervous habit and she doesn't have any recent scabs that she can just itch at. There are her scars - well, they itch all the time, but for some reason the X5 thing actually helped ease that feeling] And if you leave?
Sam: ... I give you full permission to kick my ass when I get back? [smirk -- attempt at a joke -- even if it's a bad one] I don't know. The whole thing about this place is that everything is temporary, and it sucks, but ... I think it would be worth it. But I'm not going to force you if you don't.
Jo: [another deep breath... dammit... and an exhale] It's ridiculous that everything is more important and so much more temporary. Isolated chances where the things that get in the way aren't even close to the mess we've got back home... [a beat] had back home. [shrugs, and pushes off of the surface she was leaning on, to move over toward him, slowly, also watching for stray dogs that might smell cat? she has no clue if she smells different or not] It's not that I don't think it's worth it. I just -- [she interrupts herself, reasserting the worth] We've had a kid, Sam, I'm pretty sure that shows the worth of it, but -- [another pause, because she has no clue what words even go in there. As she paused, she does take a moment to interject in the middle of her stream of thought] Oh -- but I will punch you. [shakes it off, with a smirk, still moving closer] I'm sure I had more argument in me, I swear, but I can't figure out the rest of it.
Sam: [smirks as she moves closer, and meets her halfway, letting his hands rest on her arms gently] Right now, this is all I've got. All we've both got. And maybe it won't be like it could have been back home, but ... maybe it might be easier too.
Jo: [a look] Hey, I've got people... and you've got a circus of dogs. [but, proximity and boy-smell, plus - X5 senses... dammit, Max - how the Hell do you live with this???] You do realize that you just jinxed this, right?
Sam: [laughs] I meant here. The castle. And yeah, I probably did. But things with me are usually jinxed before I even do anything to jinx it.
Jo: 'Cause the castle hates you, right? [smirks up at him]
Sam: [smirks back] Pretty much.
Jo: Uh-huh. [skeptical glance]
Sam: Well ... not all the time.
Jo: I should warn you, I'm on a loss. [makes a face]
Sam: [head tilt] What kind of loss?
Jo: The Max kind of loss... [sighs] I've got the whole X5 package.
Sam: Not fun, I take it?
Jo: I want to sleep, but I don't need sleep and even if I could sleep all the noise from the city - keeps me up. Also? You smell, really good and, apparently, the castle could put me into Heat if it wanted, but I really don't want Max to punch me if that happens.
Sam: [smirks a bit] I smell really good?
Jo: [gives him a look, don't make this any more embarrassing than it already is, she's got to deal with how Eliot smells too ... which after the info from Max? DOES NOT HELP]
Sam: [sobers, just slightly] So how do you avoid Max punching you?
Jo: [exhales] I pray that I don't go into that Heat thing that she went through, because apparently, it'll make me claw my way on top of any guy around.
Sam: Oh. That wouldn't be good.
Jo: Probably not, considering the guy to girl ratio in this place.
Sam: So it's prayer or Max punching you.
Jo: Yup. [also, since you're this close -- she's going to be touching your arm] I vote prayer, 'cause she's damn tough.
Sam: [nods as he watches her hand before looking back at her, one hand moving to her hip] Well ... there are other options. [which could be why they're having this conversation]
Jo: [an amused laugh] I'm not in heat, Sam. I'm just... here.
Sam: [smirk] I figured that much. But ... if you were.
Jo: [shakes her head] I'm not so sure that's a good idea either, Sam. I mean, castle induced things with us -- tend to go ... bad.
Sam: Fair point.
Jo: [thinks.. taking another breath, this time - possibly - on purpose] But, all I have now is the enhanced... whatever.
Sam: The kind of enhanced that makes me smell really good. [he's teasing. mostly]
Jo: [nods] Also, I can smell the dogs... and your shoes.... the pile of dirty clothes, and something in the trash -- but I'm trying to focus.
Sam: [makes a face] Okay, yeah -- that doesn't sound as much fun.
Jo: Yeah, see? I don't know how she manages it, but yes, there is the good.
Sam: Practice? I mean, she's had it since she was a kid. She's probably used to it.
Jo: I am practicing, but I'm also working, and dealing with the daily things that I do. Plus, it's not just the scent thing. It's hearing and the rest of it too.
Sam: So too much at once?
Jo: [nods] It's overwhelming. So, I focus. I just really suck at focusing when it comes to this.
Sam: Is there anything I can do to help?
Jo: [thinks -- actually, really thinks, because this is going to be either one of those moments where it builds and then she freaks, or it could work out and she's not sure if she's ready for it to work out. In her head she just builds it up to a let-down instead of the good part, but the loss aspect of her makes her brain react before her heart can reason away with the real answer] Yes.
Sam: What do you need?
Jo: [she'll punch you later for all the direct questions... need and want are two totally different things, which is probably her only saving grace] You to trust me without asking direct questions. [gah... taht sounds so bad coming out of her mouth, and she drops her eyes from his] Sorry. Crap. Sorry.
Sam: [closes his eyes] Sorry. Me too. [considers to find a way around it] If there is something I can do ... you know where to find me.
Jo: [her brow furrows up, stepping into him, and resting her head to his chest. stressed and feeling like once more she's made it awkward and horrible.... which sucks, but she looks back up at him] That's it?
Sam: [sighs] I'm trying not to take advantage of your loss, but I don't know how else to put it without ... doing that.
Jo: [nods, glancing back down, but returning to look at him again] I can't help the answers, but they're as honest as you'll ever get. I'll never lie to you, Sam. I don't like that it happens, but if we can't get past me getting upset at it happening... [shakes her head] I can't lie and say that I'm okay with the truth coming out all the time, but I can't ask you to constantly guard your questions either.
Sam: I never thought you were going to lie to me. I just ... I'm gonna ask the question without thinking ahead sometimes.
Jo: [nods] Then you have to realize that sometimes the words are going to get extremely literal. What I 'need' is different than what I 'want', Sam. [lets her hand return to brush, with a bit of hesitation, against his chest]
Sam: [nods] So if I asked you what you wanted ...
Jo: [smirks, pressing up, which never - in a million years - would be enough on her own, since he's a giant] My answer would've been just as direct as the question.
Sam: [smirks, leaning in closer] So what do you want?
Jo: [shuts her eyes and takes a shallow breath] To figure out why you smell so good. [not exactly what she had intended to come out, but she just took a breath of him and it overruled her original response. Since he was already close, she moves that extra bit to kiss him]
Sam: [closes his eyes as he leans into the kiss, moving one arm to her waist to pull her closer]
Jo: [this part, they've done more than a few times, so it feels natural and easy. in fact, she even knows a few of the things that he prefers as she leans in closer, deepening the kiss]
Sam: [hums softly as she deepens the kiss, pressing closer and just keeping the kiss lazy and slow, not really rushing anything]
Jo: [the hum is louder than usual in her ears, but she uses that to focus on her breathing and the sound of her heart thudding away in her chest, trying to block out all the rest of it]
Sam: [keeps up with the kiss, rubbing her back gently as he pushes her closer]
Jo: [presses in against him, letting her hand tangle into his shirt a bit, using that for some sort of leverage as she sighs a bit into the kiss, really missing this sort of contact]
Sam: [backs towards the nearest surface he can actually sit on. he breaks the kiss long enough to sit, before pulling her into his lap, so they're more on the same level]
Jo: [before he manages to pull her down, she reaches to tug her shoes off. she kneels on whatever he's seated on, still giving herself the chance to get a height advantage by pressing up a bit, but returning to the kiss as well as the closeness]
Sam: [wraps his arms around her, just pulling her closer and sinking back into the kiss]
Jo: [hums, smirking a bit into the kiss as she settles onto him]
Sam: [tips his head a bit to get a better angle, deepening the kiss and pressing so that there's no space between them]
Jo: [there wasn't any doubt that they were good at this part of it, and really, Jo could probably do this for hours if someone let her]
Sam: [he agrees, he likes this part too. he likes it a lot actually]
Jo: [shifts a bit against his lap, because her jeans are folded and tucked beneath her knees, which eventually will cut off circulation, but for now she's ignoring that, thanks X5-ness, but she'll still let a soft moan slip free against his mouth]
Sam: [swallows the moan as he lets his hand slide down her back, brushing against the small strip of skin between her shirt and her jeans]
Jo: [shifts slightly, arching her spine slightly, just to force the small of her back into his touch, rocking just a bit against his lap, letting her hands twist up into his hair]
Sam: [pushes his hand up slowly, teasing more and more of her skin as he goes]
Jo: [pulls away from the kiss for a brief moment, just to get her senses in check again, because they do tend to still overwhelm her when she loses her focus. it wasn't too much, but the hand moving distracted her, so she looks to him to reassure him] It's fine, just-- loud down the hall.
Sam: [nods a bit, before leaning in and brushing a soft kiss to her lips] Should I turn on some music or something?
Jo: [returns the kiss half-way] No, just, gimme a sec' to sort it out. I gotta get it straight sooner or later. [takes a deep breath, not exactly smart, but it's the best thing she's got. she shuts her eyes, trying to pull out just one sound instead of the twelve]
Sam: [nods as he leans closer, brushing soft kisses against her neck while she tried to focus ... yeah, he's not feeling helpful]
Jo: [smirks, humming amused at him, but not exactly swatting him away either. Instead she just takes the hum and uses that to tune herself in a way, threading her fingers into his hair again and guiding him back up to her mouth] Hello, again.
Sam: [smiles as he leans in to kiss her again] Hi.
Jo: [meets him in the kiss, once more inching up against his lap and reclaiming that lack of space between them]
Sam: [one hand comes up to cup the side of her face as he pulls her closer, thumb brushing against her cheekbone as he kissed her]
Jo: [lets one hand slip from his hair and down his chest, settling there for a moment before snaking down to reach for the bottom of his shirt. She just tucks her hand against the warmth of his skin, despite how warm she already felt, she knew it was cooler than she was at least]
Sam: [hums at her hand against him, pushing up so that he was pressed more into her hand. he can feel how warm she is, and it just makes him want to press against her more, feeling her as close as he can]
Jo: [just keeps the contact against this skin, mapping her fingertips upward against him, letting his shirt gather at her wrist a bit as she keeps their kiss as constant as she can]
Sam: [leans back into her hands, breaking the kiss long enough to get the shirt over his head and let it fall to the floor]
Jo: [takes that moment to watch him, because - really, he's an amazing man to look at, and she'll even pause to let her fingers brush over muscle and linger against his shoulders. She's definitely not having much trouble focusing right now, in fact she sort of blushes at the distracted state she got in] Sorry. [leans into him, burying her face to his shoulder a bit]
Sam: [smirks a bit as he brushes a kiss to her temple] It's okay. I don't mind. [well, he doesn't mind when it's her. It's weird when it's unsolicited by someone he doesn't want touching him]
Jo: [does he randomly strip his shirt off and get fondled by women? that'd be an odd thing to happen, even in Paradisa. She'll just settle there for a moment, more deep breaths and feeling the cooler skin against her cheek, nearly curling into him a bit, but still letting her hand trace against his skin before leaning forward, pressing a kiss to his neck, then shifting slightly to kiss at his skin again, a bit more of a lazy open-mouth drag, but still a kiss at that]
Sam: [randomly strip? No. But he does occasionally get naked with women. not as often as Dean does, but often enough. He closes his eyes at the press of her lips to his skin and he leans forward brushing soft kisses to her shoulder]
Jo: [unsolicited usually means he's topless around strangers... and she'd further argue this, but there's attention to her shoulder... and she's thinking that her skin might prefer that. so, she'll press herself away from him, regrettably for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as she pulls her shirt up and over her head. Those never fading scars clear as day across her midsection and near her neck, but rather than even give herself time to think about them, she just leans in closer to him, attempting to hide herself against his much larger frame]
Sam: [eyes fall over her as she takes her shirt off, and when she leans in again he lets his lips return to her shoulder, moving across her skin and letting one hand slide up, gently pushing the strap of her bra to the edge of her shoulder as he moved over her skin]
Jo: [the one good thing about the shirt being off of her is she at least can feel the cooler air against her skin, which is a nice bit of relief. her heart-rate is through the roof, though, hammering away in her chest. that slight edge of nerves pushes her already heightened awareness up another notch as she moved in to brush her mouth up against his neck again, just marking a path where she knew her lips had traveled earlier]
Sam: [he could feel her heart hammering against his chest, and he let his hands wander down over her sides, sliding over her skin. His lips continued to travel over her shoulder, pressing one soft kiss to the scars on her neck, before moving up towards her jawline]
Jo: [there's a soft gasp at the press of his mouth to her neck, just an intake of air that came when she didn't realize it would. The sound of his breathing starting to flood her ears, which was better than her heart racing, but still just a lot, even as she let her head tip slightly, just giving him that extra bit of space near her jaw before pulling away slightly to ensure her mouth captured his soundly]
Sam: [leans into the kiss eagerly, his hands pressing against her back to push her closer]
Jo: [lets her arms encircle him, pulling herself toward him, possibly with a bit more strength than she had counted on. She eases up rather quickly, mostly distracted by his mouth as she inches up against his lap, just a bit, gaining the slightest amount of friction against her jeans]
Sam: [the extra boost of strength catches him off guard, but he relaxes it when she eases up, focusing on the kiss and groaning a bit as she inches up on his lap]
Jo: [yeah, those usually toned arms have a bit more ammo in their guns... but the groan is encouraging, which just makes her press down against him a bit harder this time, deepening the kiss as her hips roll in a not-so-subtle circle against his lap]
Sam: [one hand moves to her hips to help guide her motions, while the other keeps her close, deepening the kiss as they moved against each other]
Jo: [this is possibly the other thing that she could do for hours, this slow seduction of two bodies, fit to the other, not really pushing anything too far, but both of them clear with the intent. as she lets her mouth pull away from his, nipping at his bottom lip, she glances down his body, curious as to how little space was between them at this point]
--- [note to the reader: from this point on, more clothing gets removed, etc. If you want to skip over this and continue reading after that point, just do a search for "recovering" it's used only once in this log (other than right up there) and it's after the sex.] ---
Sam: [tips his head to the side and brushes his lips over her jawline, the opposite side to the shoulder he was paying attention to before. his free hand started to slip up her back, tracing the line of her spine and letting his fingers slide under the clasp of her bra]
Jo: [once more she realizes that even those few degrees make a bit of difference between their body temperatures. The running of his fingers against her spine, sends a soft rumble through her as she arches into the contact slightly, moving to bury her mouth against his neck; a gentle raking of her bottom set of teeth to skin before her mouth nears his ear, a warm breath exhaled softly before her fingers comb through his hair, cupping lightly to his ear as she rocks down against his lap once more, stirring the quietest of sounds from her]
Sam: [pops open the clasp of her bra before starting to slide his fingers under the material, slowly letting them drag across her skin. he nips lightly at her shoulder as his fingers brush against her breast, his thumb dragging softly against her skin]
Jo: [her hips still against his lap as she draws her focus to his touch as it moves over skin and around curves. her fingers card through his hair again, nearly holding him against her shoulder as her free hand moves to settle to her own thigh. feeling the taut denim of her jeans, she lets her fingers brush between them, ghosting over his navel and teasing against the button closure of his jeans]
Sam: [his hips push up just slightly into her hand. the hand against her breast turns, gripping the fabric and starting to pull it away from her. he tips away from her a bit, just enough to let his lips start to travel lower, following the fabric as it slipped away from her and revealed more skin]
Jo: [just lets her fingers slip in against the waistline of his jeans, not doing much except letting her fingernails catch to the elastic of whichever he was wearing at that moment. her thumb toys with the closure, but she's still slightly distracted by the lowering attention of his mouth, taking in deeper breaths as she tried to rise herself up toward his kisses]
Sam: [his lips continue to move lower, one hand cupping the soft skin in his palm, letting his thumb brush against the raised peak once or twice as he moves lower, before taking the flesh in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue gently]
Jo: [tries to hold onto each deep breath she takes, not wanting to lower herself away from him and not able to stop the reflexive press down of her hips against his lap. her fingers nearly abandon the jeans as her touch circles around to his back, inching further up against him before her hand returns to the front of his jeans, tugging them open and soon realizing that she is indeed way too close to him to get her hands anywhere that she'd prefer them to go]
Sam: [shifts his hips as he felts his jeans loosen, his free hand trailing lower to nudge the button of hers open, dragging the zipper down, his fingers teasing the edges of the denim as he felt the heat of her skin]
Jo: [can't help but feel each one of her breaths growing heavier, unable to keep herself from lowering her chest with each exhale. even with her heart still pounding hard, she focuses on the arch of her foot as her toes point. her leg shifts slightly as she starts to back off of his lap, seemingly a lot more fluid than she usually was. all that grace of a cat really kicking in as she rises to her feet before him, brushing her hair out of her eyes as she looks down at him, bending slightly to kiss him, before moving to stand between his knees. glancing down, her hands push at the sides of her jeans, assuming that he'll help her out here, since they do need to get off of her, sooner rather than later if they're really going to go through with this]
Sam: [leans into the kiss and does move to help her out of her jeans. he slips his fingers under the waistband of her underwear, slowly pushing them down off her hips. he lets his fingers drag against her skin, and once they were on the floor, he shifts forward to start to push his own jeans and underwear off his hips before pulling her into his lap again]
Jo: [if her heart was racing before, it possibly just accelerated even faster, because this was a sort of contact she hadn't had in so long, that she was pretty damn sure something was going to interrupt it. if the castle decided to change its shit while she was in the midst of this -- she'd never -ever- forgive it, but for the moment, she was leaning in to return her mouth to his, catching his bottom lip, briefly, before reclaiming it properly as she shifted and settled against his lap, just content in that press of skin to skin and the pretense of intimacy]
Sam: [moans softly as she settles against him, leaning into the kiss more and letting his hands trail over her skin, leaning back against the couch to pull her closer, letting her weight rest against him more]
Jo: [there's a slight curiosity as to where the dogs have vanished too, but she's not really going to occupy her mind with that, it's just the random thought that quickly gets pushed away when she hears the soft moan between heated breaths. Jo just focuses on the muscle beneath her fingers as they map over his shoulders and the slow rocking of her hips against his lap, sending an entirely different sort of friction to her, one that's free of denim and cotton and is just the press of him between her thighs]
Sam: [the dogs got their own room because there's four of them and one of Sam, and he's not sharing with his brother anymore, so the room got moved around a bit. So the dogs? Not a problem. Sam's hands just moved gently, occasionally brushing against the curve of her breast before slipping lower, down her stomach and stopping just below her navel before moving back up again]
Jo: [well, that'd be good to know, if she knew that, but for now -- slightly distracted by that hand and hey, why is it going back up... though, really, all that does is make her rock toward the touch, sending her hips to rock against him again as her mouth returned to kiss him deeply and with a slight bit of sound that she can't help but make]
Sam: [smirks a bit at that sound that comes from her, letting his hand slip lower the next time around, brushing against the inside of her thighs, getting close but just edging around her, deepening the kiss as he did]
Jo: [feels that smirk against her mouth, which makes her smirk as well, but her jaw does go slack a bit at the almost-but-not-quite contact that she had, which nearly makes her whimper, because clearly, it's becoming very obvious to her just how long it's been]
Sam: [his fingers graze her once more before slipping between her legs, letting his fingers slide back against her body, groaning at the feel of how slick she was]
Jo: [shifts into his touch, just slightly, as she swallows the groan against her mouth. starting that slow roll of her hips, she presses herself against his fingers, just seeking out that directional contact that was aching for. her own senses were more aware of the warmth of his body, the slight salty sweat-slick of his skin and her more than apparent arousal, that she knew he could feel, as she coaxed her body against him, trying to urge him to do more than just press against her, even though - that in and of itself was pretty fucking good]
Sam: [his fingers follow the movement of her hips, two fingers teasing her entrance as his thumb brushed against her clit, still getting a feel for her and learning her body as he continued to kiss her]
Jo: [pulls from his mouth to exhale a breath, feeling it shudder from her lungs. she couldn't help but try and sink herself onto his fingers, feeling that feigning push of pressure. all that sensitivity was making her want to bite her bottom lip a bit too hard just to distract herself from what he wasn't doing yet. her hand slipped from his shoulder, up into her hair, tangling her fingers into it, letting it lift off her shoulders slightly before letting it drop again. leaning down to capture his mouth in a kiss that pressed to his lips with a bit of urgency, and possibly a bit of demand, as her features furrowed slightly, trying to focus less on what she wasn't getting and more on what she had at the moment]
Sam: [closes his eyes to meet her in the kiss, the hand gripping her hip to pull her closer. he knew what she wanted, and he could only tease her so long when he's teasing himself as well. he pulled his hand from her, moving to wrap it around himself and guide himself up to her, he could feel the way she was rocking against him, feeling her start to sink down on the next movement of her on top of him]
Jo: [kept that kiss until he guided himself into her, then it broke with a soft cry of relief, settling to his lap, letting him fit to her, she couldn't help but still against him, inching her knees away from his legs, trying to cleave herself to him just a bit more without starting anything beyond this initial motion. her mouth, slack against his with a soft breath being taken in, his name being exhaled out even softer. even as she adjusted to him, she couldn't help but start the slightest of motions down against him, nearly trying to press him deeper into herself, trying to take him as much as she could before she began the smallest of motions against him, knowing that it had taken them this long, to get to this point, and she wasn't going to exactly rush through it]
Sam: [eyes tighten at the feel of her wrapping around him, and those small motions aren't helping the instinct to buck into her. He wraps his hand around her hip, steadying her for a moment when he adjusted to the sensation before guiding her back into that small movement. he took the break in the kiss to brush a kiss lower, moving his hips with the small motions she was making on top of him, just to enjoy the friction]
Jo: [stills when his hand nearly swallows her hip, trying to lean into him as he pulled the kiss away. her own intentions not exactly wanting his mouth to travel just yet, but not complaining when it still met to her skin. letting her hands coast over his shoulders and back up into his hair, she cradled his head against her just a bit as she started that slow seduction of her hips against his lap]
Sam: [he doesn't go far from her lips, just brushing kisses along her jaw before returning to her lips again, his hand following the motion of her hips and meeting her with his own, making small noises at the sensations running through him]
Jo: [reclaims his mouth, smiling against his kiss as she feels the slightest of shivers run through her. it's not even her temperature, because that's still warmer than usual, but it's something lower that stirs a soft sound from her as she rocks against him, matching his motions as she nips at his bottom lip]
Sam: [smirks a bit at her nipping his lip, before pushing closer, deepening the kiss and continuing to feel the friction build, but slowly. He's not rushing anything, and he doesn't want her to feel like he is]
Jo: [there's no feeling that it's being rushed at all, and Jo's pretty okay with the slow. she's trying to keep her hands away from him, worried that she'll press or grip too hard, so she's letting her hands drape over his shoulders, letting her hips roll slowly atop him, just ensuring that she's meeting his movements, letting that friction of their bodies hit to her in all the right places]
Sam: [moves his hand from her hip to the small of her back as they continued to move against each other, letting his fingers splay against her skin to support her as she moved, trying to keep her as close as he could]
Jo: [leans in against him, wanting that closeness as well, even if it meant feeling even warmer. it was just the feeling of being sheltered that she missed, the thought that someone was going to look out for her, and with each press of herself down against him, she was letting go a little bit more of the worry that she wasn't going to have someone there for her]
Sam: [would never want her to feel that way. She's always going to have him there, having her back, whether or not they were doing this. Not that he was complaining about this. This was really, really good. He slides his arm around her more, pulling her closer, while the other hand moves up to slide his fingers through her hair]
Jo: [pulls from the kiss, letting her forehead rest to his, as she shuts her eyes, drawing her lips in against her teeth, just focused on the feel of his hand in her hair and the tension building low in her body. all the things the X5 part of her was giving her was still something to get used to and maybe it was making this moment that much more complete, but she was definitely lost in the haze of them for a moment there, just following his motions, feeling the way his arm held fast against her back, as her thighs started to ache just a bit with the burn of muscles that hadn't been used this way in a while, let alone kneeling for this long. X5 or not, she was going to feel this in the morning.]
Sam: [just watches her as she moves, taking in all the details and keeping her close, starting to move his hips a little faster against hers, adding a different kind of pressure as they continued to move against each other, putting a new sensation in the mix]
Jo: [pulls in closer to him, letting her arms slide back over his shoulders to let her hands rest at the sides of his neck, nearly burying herself against him as she feels his motions quicken. As she moves closer to him, her cheek presses softly against his, letting her mouth hover near his ear, each small whimper that slips from her; audible to him, each breath that hitches up in her lungs is that much clearer before his name presses once more from her lips. As she continues to move with him, she can feel that thin slick of sweat running across her skin and down her back, the ends of her hair clinging to her skin just a bit. Swallowing a moan, she brushes her mouth to Sam's ear lightly, keeping close to him]
Sam: [his fingers tighten against her skin with each sound that slips from her, the hand in her hair, trailing down over her skin, brushing against her skin, against the curve of her breast and lower, across her stomach before moving around to the small of her back]
Jo: [she just curls into him, pressing close as she rides against his motions, letting the sensations build within her. her breathing grows more shallow, near hiccups of moans and whimpers that she can't find the breathing to stop from slipping loose, the burn in her thighs easing off to something like a hum of adrenaline pushing her forward]
Sam: [can feel the way her body was tightening around him, groaning at that and picking up speed a little more, letting him climb with her and pushing them both towards the edge]
Jo: [as his pace quickened, she couldn't help but let her hand slide to press to his shoulder, fingertips digging slightly into him, letting her touch move downward as her pulse rose with the tension in her body. it didn't take much more urging from his body to get hers to respond, the entire act coming to a halt as her body stilled for a moment, letting that tension build until she couldn't help but let it break with a sharp cry as her shoulders shuddered slightly, letting her body react to the overwhelming rush of her climax]
Sam: [hips slow as he feels her break managing a few more thrusts before he loses himself with her, burying his face in her shoulder as he rides out his own]
Jo: [as he clings to her she feels that tremble within herself, the way her heartbeat echoes in her ear and her pulse can be felt between her thighs. that sensation alone makes her thighs tense against his lap, trying to hold herself to him, her mouth pressing to his neck, tasting the hint of salt on his skin as she breathes in deeper]
Sam: [keeping his arm around her, he tips back against the couch, keeping her close but shifting so that he didn't have to sit up as much. he lets his head fall back against the couch for the moment before turning and brushing a kiss to her forehead gently, feeling his body start to relax]
Jo: [shifts slightly on his lap, trying to relieve some of the pressure on her knees, but mostly just trying to cling to him more, it's those extra few degrees below her own body temperature that she's craving, along with the contact. as she exhales slowly, she lets her cheek rest to his shoulder, her hands moving to settle on his chest, just listening to everything]
Sam: [closes his eyes as he relaxes under her, one arm wrapped around her and just keeping her close]
Jo: [is almost saddened by the way her body is recovering so quickly. her pulse nearly evening out by now, while his is still beating strong, and her own breathing has evened out, as well. Her fingers move to trace against his skin lightly, leaning in close to his neck to press a soft kiss near a pulse point]
Sam: [tips his head down to look at her when she does that, giving him a small smile] You okay?
Jo: [glances up at him, nodding] Yeah. The ...whole X5 whatever thing. It's odd feeling.
Sam: [nods] Wanna stay for a while? [figures that this kind of went without saying, but he also thinks it's probably still good to ask, just in case]
Jo: [smirks] How long are you thinking is a while?
Sam: [shrugs] The rest of tonight. Maybe into tomorrow.
Jo: [takes a breath, it's not like they haven't slept in the same bed together before, but now things have changed... well, maybe they haven't changed, but there was the actual sex part that just happened, which was not the normal Jo and Sam hang out behavior] Sure. [she just let the reply come out instead of over-thinking it like everything else]
Sam: [smiles a bit at that, before leaning in to kiss her again, slow and gentle]
Jo: [closes her eyes at that, leaning into the kiss with a soft sigh]
Sam: [pulls back after a moment, brushing a kiss to her nose, before starting to shift up a bit, for when she's ready to move]
Jo: [shuts one eye, crinkling her nose up a bit when he does that, but the X5 gave her amazing recouping skills, so when he's shifting, she's figuring that's the signal for moving... so she'll start to do that, because her legs are sort of .... losing circulation]
Sam: [lets go of her to let her move, before starting to get up himself to head over towards the bed]
Jo: [will... take that time to watch him, because he's very nice to watch, but then she'll move to join him, sliding in beside him, possibly already making plans to kick the covers off of herself]
Sam: [shifts a bit until he's comfortable before wrapping his arms around her, pulling her closer]
Jo: [smirks] You remembered which side. [either that, or it was just a coincidence, but she settled in against him, being oddly comforted at the way she did fit against him]
Sam: [grins a bit at that, pressing a kiss to the top of her head] I pay attention.
Jo: [nods] That's good. Also, I don't sleep. Or... I can't seem to sleep. Something to that effect of being prepared for anything at anytime... I don't know. Max is confusing with her suggestions for help.
Sam: [a bit of confusion crosses his face, before responding] Well, you don't have to stay if you're just gonna get bored while I'm out.
Jo: [shakes her head, tipping her head up as she pulls back to kiss at his jaw] No, it's fine. I just didn't want you to get weirded out or something. I'm not gonna stare at you sleeping or something.
Sam: [smirks] Okay.
Jo: [smirks back] I could. If you wanted.
Sam: Please don't.
Jo: [amused sound] 'Kay. Creepy sleep stalking plans are canceled.
Sam: [smile] I appreciate it.
Jo: [brushes her fingers against his forehead, moving his hair away from his eyes a bit] Not a problem.
Sam: [leans in to kiss her again, before shifting so that he was comfortable again] Night, Jo.
Jo: [another soft sound slips into the kiss before she pulls back to settle in beside him] Night, Sam.
Sam: [closes his eyes and relaxes next to her. it takes him a while to drift off but eventually he does, passing out for at least a few hours]
Jo: [amazingly ... does not sleep, but she's able to at least slow her breathing so that it doesn't move her too much, which she realizes might be creepy, but she figures it might help him sleep if she's more still]
Sam: [it might have, a little bit, but it really is a little creepy]
Jo: [she's not very good at keeping it up anyway, so it doesn't last very long before she gets bored with regulating her heartbeat and breathing and she just tries to listen to things that are not his stomach making noises]
Sam: [he's gonna be out for a good while, for once -- the further he gets from when he was home, the better he sleeps]
Jo: [she'll probably shift a bit and watch him sleep... just for a few minutes, just to make sure he's asleep, before she'll slip out of bed and at the very least ask the castle for some underwear... which she swore she'd never do, but actually has to right now, then she'll use the bathroom, and wander around smirking at some of the things still glued down...]
Sam: [will wake up a couple hours later, stretch a bit before rolling over to look for her]
Jo: [will be ... in only her underwear, seated at the table, just reading some random book that Sam probably got from the library]
Sam: [pushes himself up on his elbows, and smirks a bit as he watches her]
Jo: [flips the page and glances up at the sound of the bed shifting, raising an eyebrow] You can go back to sleep, you know.
Sam: [a grin] Trying to get rid of me already?
Jo: [an amused laugh] It's your room, Sam. I just figured you needed the sleep.
Sam: [shrugs] I'm okay for right now.
Jo: [sets the book down, turning in the chair to look at him, clearly not actually realizing/caring that she's pretty much naked...] You sure?
Sam: [he's ... not really complaining that she's pretty much naked] Positive.
Jo: [well, give her a bit before she gets slightly body conscious, she was just doing it because it felt better than feeling so warm. Max might be used to the shift in body temperature, but she was pretty sure she felt feverish all the time, and as he speaks, she'll... glance down and then use her arm to cover across her breasts] I should... find a shirt.
Sam: [nods, before looking around] I think I dropped your shirt somewhere over there.
Jo: [smirks] Yeah, it was more like threw... [gets up, arm still in place, one hand cupping her own breast as she moved... her toe pushing at the pile of clothing before finding her shirt and tugging it on over her head]
Sam: [watches her as she does, before pushing up, letting his elbows rest on his knees over the sheet] What were you reading?
Jo: [tugs at the bottom of the shirt for a moment, before glancing up to him] Hmmm? Oh, uh - some book on [insert whatever Sam has been reading lately....]. It was on the stack over there. I figured you wouldn't mind.
Sam: [shakes his head] Not at all.
Jo: [shrugs] I didn't bring my journal with me to work, so I don't have it here. Probably a good thing, the damn things like to open on me at the worst times. [a glance] Not that ... that.. was a bad time.
Sam: [smirks] Might have been bad if it was broadcast to everyone, though.
Jo: [nods] Yes. That exactly.
Sam: [nods] I agree with you there.
Jo: [moves over toward him, taking a seat] I'm glad for the agreeing. [her fingers pick at an odd scar on her knee, it's not like it'll do anything, but it gives her hand something to do]
Sam: [watches for a minute before reaching for her arm] C'mere.
Jo: [glances up to him and is pulled over toward him, not that she's resisting]
Sam: [slides his arm around her shoulders to pull her closer, before leaning against the headboard to support his back]
Jo: [settles in against him with a deep breath exhaled, not exactly a sigh, but just because her body is tired even if it won't sleep]
Sam: Are you okay? With this whole X5 thing?
Jo: [shrugs] It's just the castle, so it'll end at some point. I'm just not used to it and it's throwing me off. I'm not exactly a supporter of things that get in my way.
Sam: [nods] You'll get used to it.
Jo: [sighs] I guess.
Sam: [gives her shoulders a bit of a squeeze] Probably won't last much longer either.
Jo: [nods and sighs] You probably have to take care of the monsters. [she means the dogs]
Sam: [smirks a bit as he glances over at the door] Yeah, they could probably use a walk.
Jo: [glances to him] I could stay in the castle through the weekend, I mean, Eliot's got the Lux having a party for Lilith anyway. So I'll be working long shifts.
Sam: [nods] Sure. That'd be nice.
Jo: [smiles] I just... have to go get my stuff.
Sam: [smiles back] I could grab the dogs, walk over with you, and let them run around while you're getting it?
Jo: [rubs at her neck a bit] As nice as that sounds, I think I'll just head back on my own. Take a shower, clean up a bit. I mean, I didn't exactly plan for this. I've got dishes in the sink still.
Sam: Okay. Sounds good.
Jo: [exhales, feeling like she killed some plan for him to spend time with her...] Alright.
Sam: [she didn't kill anything, it was just a suggestion] Do you have to go to work later?
Jo: Yeah, I close up with Eliot.
Sam: Maybe I can see you after, then.
Jo: [nods] That could work.
Sam: Okay. So later then.
Jo: [smirks] We do have to get up now, though.
Sam: [looks over and nods slowly but other than that he doesn't really move] Yeah, we probably do.
Jo: [makes an amused sound] You're impossible.
Sam: [grins before leaning in to kiss her again, but after that he actually moves his arm from around her] Okay. We should go.
Jo: [returns the kiss and leans forward a bit when his arm moves away from her, moving to climb down toward the foot of the bed]
Sam: [kicks his legs over the edge of the bed after she goes and reaches for his clothes to get dressed again]
Jo: [gets up and moves to grab her jeans and socks... getting dressed and shoving her underwear into the front pocket of her jeans, since... she isn't just gonna leave that anywhere and she doesn't have a purse, but she's somewhat decent for whatever o'clock it is in the morning] Whatever I forget... I'll just get tonight.
Sam: [has got his jeans on at this point and is reaching for his shirt to pull over his head] Okay.
Jo: [moves over toward him, leaning up against him a bit, smiling] Enjoy the dogs.
Sam: [grins as he leans down to kiss her again] I will.
Jo: [returns the kiss before pressing against him to push away and head toward the door, grabbing her shoes and heading out to return back to her apartment and then into work eventually]
Sam: [finishes getting dressed and takes the dog out, proceeding to move on with his day]
What: Taking the risk of seeing if there's something between them to eventually get screwed up later.
When: Wednesday the 29th, into the morning of the 30th.
Where: Sam's room.
Rating: Hard-R, but I do put up a warning before it gets to that point along with a word to look for if you want to skip it, by doing a control+F.
Jo: [leaves the Lux, the key piece of advice that Max had given her a few days ago sort of echoing into her mind. Max had suggested she "just jump Sam" which wasn't exactly a bad suggestion, it just required Sam actually wanting to "be jumped". Rather than just ignore it and spend another night sorting out the whole X5-issues, she just heads toward Sam's room and knocks on the door. The moment he opens the door, she looks up at him.] So, does Sam want me to 'just jump him'? Because, that's the current suggestion.
Sam: He definitely wouldn't be opposed to the idea.
Jo: [smirks] I just made you refer to yourself in the third person.
Sam: [laughs] Yeah, you did.
Jo: [exhales, glancing to him as he gestures to invite her in, she moves into his room, but sort of stands there, wringing her hands] You know that it's not that I don't want to.
Sam: I know. It's ... the elephant in the room.
Jo: [shrugs] It's like I have a panic button in my brain and I tend to be a bit trigger happy on the button.
Sam: Is there a reason why you're so worried? Other than ... the obvious.
Jo: The obvious? What's the obvious?
Sam: .... Dean?
Jo: ...oh.
Sam: If I'm wrong then ... believe me. I don't mind being wrong. But it always seems like ...
Jo: [makes a face, the knot in her stomach getting really big, because she can't exactly lie] It's not that you're wrong. It's just that I do get a bit caught up in the fact that he's your brother and I swear, he says things just to get to me, because he gave me Hell over it when he was here and I mentioned you.
Sam: [frowns] Gave you Hell about it how?
Jo: That I was moving from one Winchester to the next 'cause I couldn't get him.
Sam: [sets his jaw, before asking point blank -- because sorry, but he really doesn't want her to lie to him right then. he needs to know] Were you?
Jo: No. Not like I could lie to him about it either, but he's Dean.
Sam: [relaxes. a lot. because he was kinda worried about that] He's a dick. That's nothing new.
Jo: [though, him asking her like that, does sort of put her up on guard a bit] Yeah, well, he busted me out on Alec, so he tried to bust me out on you, too.
Sam: [he'll apologize for it later, but ... he's got Dean issues] But it didn't work. [eyes drop to his hands] That means something to me, at least. Even if he was being a dick.
Jo: [yeah, well, so does she --- but she's got bigger issues with people not trusting her and using her loss against her so blatantly] Well, he doesn't exactly subscribe to Being Tactful Weekly.
Sam: [is just used to people using him for various reasons? It's not that he doesn't trust her, he's just has had a lot of shit shoved in his face in the past year. he would have asked it to anyone else the same way, loss or not. He is sorry about it, though -- it's written all over his face] Never has. Which is good for some things and shitty for others.
Jo: [exhales, she's trying to push past it, because she doesn't need another reason to not be around Sam -- other than the awkward] Yeah, trust me, I know this.
Sam: I'm sorry.
Jo: [takes a breath, exhaling it in a sigh] I know. [of course, the deep breath -- totally not helping, because she can smell him, from across the room there]
Sam: ... So if it's not Dean ... [doesn't finish the question, so she doesn't have to answer if she doesn't want to]
Jo: Oh, it's me. I mean, I haven't been here a year, but things just feel... more important or something here. Plus, people leave and then you're stuck behind, and when they come back, it might not be the same... [sighs] Being hunters, we move around. Things get dicey, we just pack up and move out. I can't do that here. If ... when things got bad with Alec, I moved, but I can't move very far. If you leave.... or I leave... or something goes wrong?
Sam: I get it. I do. [because he had Ruby and then he lost her, and then he really lost her, and ... he gets it] At this point, I'm used to people leaving. It'll suck ... but I can deal. So don't worry about me. But if something goes wrong ... at least there was something to go wrong? It's just better than not doing it at all. [because if she leaves and comes back, he'll have to start all over again, and there's no guarantee that he'll even get here to having this conversation so ... if there's a chance that they could do this and make each other happy for however short a period of time ... he'll take it]
Jo: [rubs at her elbow, because it's a nervous habit and she doesn't have any recent scabs that she can just itch at. There are her scars - well, they itch all the time, but for some reason the X5 thing actually helped ease that feeling] And if you leave?
Sam: ... I give you full permission to kick my ass when I get back? [smirk -- attempt at a joke -- even if it's a bad one] I don't know. The whole thing about this place is that everything is temporary, and it sucks, but ... I think it would be worth it. But I'm not going to force you if you don't.
Jo: [another deep breath... dammit... and an exhale] It's ridiculous that everything is more important and so much more temporary. Isolated chances where the things that get in the way aren't even close to the mess we've got back home... [a beat] had back home. [shrugs, and pushes off of the surface she was leaning on, to move over toward him, slowly, also watching for stray dogs that might smell cat? she has no clue if she smells different or not] It's not that I don't think it's worth it. I just -- [she interrupts herself, reasserting the worth] We've had a kid, Sam, I'm pretty sure that shows the worth of it, but -- [another pause, because she has no clue what words even go in there. As she paused, she does take a moment to interject in the middle of her stream of thought] Oh -- but I will punch you. [shakes it off, with a smirk, still moving closer] I'm sure I had more argument in me, I swear, but I can't figure out the rest of it.
Sam: [smirks as she moves closer, and meets her halfway, letting his hands rest on her arms gently] Right now, this is all I've got. All we've both got. And maybe it won't be like it could have been back home, but ... maybe it might be easier too.
Jo: [a look] Hey, I've got people... and you've got a circus of dogs. [but, proximity and boy-smell, plus - X5 senses... dammit, Max - how the Hell do you live with this???] You do realize that you just jinxed this, right?
Sam: [laughs] I meant here. The castle. And yeah, I probably did. But things with me are usually jinxed before I even do anything to jinx it.
Jo: 'Cause the castle hates you, right? [smirks up at him]
Sam: [smirks back] Pretty much.
Jo: Uh-huh. [skeptical glance]
Sam: Well ... not all the time.
Jo: I should warn you, I'm on a loss. [makes a face]
Sam: [head tilt] What kind of loss?
Jo: The Max kind of loss... [sighs] I've got the whole X5 package.
Sam: Not fun, I take it?
Jo: I want to sleep, but I don't need sleep and even if I could sleep all the noise from the city - keeps me up. Also? You smell, really good and, apparently, the castle could put me into Heat if it wanted, but I really don't want Max to punch me if that happens.
Sam: [smirks a bit] I smell really good?
Jo: [gives him a look, don't make this any more embarrassing than it already is, she's got to deal with how Eliot smells too ... which after the info from Max? DOES NOT HELP]
Sam: [sobers, just slightly] So how do you avoid Max punching you?
Jo: [exhales] I pray that I don't go into that Heat thing that she went through, because apparently, it'll make me claw my way on top of any guy around.
Sam: Oh. That wouldn't be good.
Jo: Probably not, considering the guy to girl ratio in this place.
Sam: So it's prayer or Max punching you.
Jo: Yup. [also, since you're this close -- she's going to be touching your arm] I vote prayer, 'cause she's damn tough.
Sam: [nods as he watches her hand before looking back at her, one hand moving to her hip] Well ... there are other options. [which could be why they're having this conversation]
Jo: [an amused laugh] I'm not in heat, Sam. I'm just... here.
Sam: [smirk] I figured that much. But ... if you were.
Jo: [shakes her head] I'm not so sure that's a good idea either, Sam. I mean, castle induced things with us -- tend to go ... bad.
Sam: Fair point.
Jo: [thinks.. taking another breath, this time - possibly - on purpose] But, all I have now is the enhanced... whatever.
Sam: The kind of enhanced that makes me smell really good. [he's teasing. mostly]
Jo: [nods] Also, I can smell the dogs... and your shoes.... the pile of dirty clothes, and something in the trash -- but I'm trying to focus.
Sam: [makes a face] Okay, yeah -- that doesn't sound as much fun.
Jo: Yeah, see? I don't know how she manages it, but yes, there is the good.
Sam: Practice? I mean, she's had it since she was a kid. She's probably used to it.
Jo: I am practicing, but I'm also working, and dealing with the daily things that I do. Plus, it's not just the scent thing. It's hearing and the rest of it too.
Sam: So too much at once?
Jo: [nods] It's overwhelming. So, I focus. I just really suck at focusing when it comes to this.
Sam: Is there anything I can do to help?
Jo: [thinks -- actually, really thinks, because this is going to be either one of those moments where it builds and then she freaks, or it could work out and she's not sure if she's ready for it to work out. In her head she just builds it up to a let-down instead of the good part, but the loss aspect of her makes her brain react before her heart can reason away with the real answer] Yes.
Sam: What do you need?
Jo: [she'll punch you later for all the direct questions... need and want are two totally different things, which is probably her only saving grace] You to trust me without asking direct questions. [gah... taht sounds so bad coming out of her mouth, and she drops her eyes from his] Sorry. Crap. Sorry.
Sam: [closes his eyes] Sorry. Me too. [considers to find a way around it] If there is something I can do ... you know where to find me.
Jo: [her brow furrows up, stepping into him, and resting her head to his chest. stressed and feeling like once more she's made it awkward and horrible.... which sucks, but she looks back up at him] That's it?
Sam: [sighs] I'm trying not to take advantage of your loss, but I don't know how else to put it without ... doing that.
Jo: [nods, glancing back down, but returning to look at him again] I can't help the answers, but they're as honest as you'll ever get. I'll never lie to you, Sam. I don't like that it happens, but if we can't get past me getting upset at it happening... [shakes her head] I can't lie and say that I'm okay with the truth coming out all the time, but I can't ask you to constantly guard your questions either.
Sam: I never thought you were going to lie to me. I just ... I'm gonna ask the question without thinking ahead sometimes.
Jo: [nods] Then you have to realize that sometimes the words are going to get extremely literal. What I 'need' is different than what I 'want', Sam. [lets her hand return to brush, with a bit of hesitation, against his chest]
Sam: [nods] So if I asked you what you wanted ...
Jo: [smirks, pressing up, which never - in a million years - would be enough on her own, since he's a giant] My answer would've been just as direct as the question.
Sam: [smirks, leaning in closer] So what do you want?
Jo: [shuts her eyes and takes a shallow breath] To figure out why you smell so good. [not exactly what she had intended to come out, but she just took a breath of him and it overruled her original response. Since he was already close, she moves that extra bit to kiss him]
Sam: [closes his eyes as he leans into the kiss, moving one arm to her waist to pull her closer]
Jo: [this part, they've done more than a few times, so it feels natural and easy. in fact, she even knows a few of the things that he prefers as she leans in closer, deepening the kiss]
Sam: [hums softly as she deepens the kiss, pressing closer and just keeping the kiss lazy and slow, not really rushing anything]
Jo: [the hum is louder than usual in her ears, but she uses that to focus on her breathing and the sound of her heart thudding away in her chest, trying to block out all the rest of it]
Sam: [keeps up with the kiss, rubbing her back gently as he pushes her closer]
Jo: [presses in against him, letting her hand tangle into his shirt a bit, using that for some sort of leverage as she sighs a bit into the kiss, really missing this sort of contact]
Sam: [backs towards the nearest surface he can actually sit on. he breaks the kiss long enough to sit, before pulling her into his lap, so they're more on the same level]
Jo: [before he manages to pull her down, she reaches to tug her shoes off. she kneels on whatever he's seated on, still giving herself the chance to get a height advantage by pressing up a bit, but returning to the kiss as well as the closeness]
Sam: [wraps his arms around her, just pulling her closer and sinking back into the kiss]
Jo: [hums, smirking a bit into the kiss as she settles onto him]
Sam: [tips his head a bit to get a better angle, deepening the kiss and pressing so that there's no space between them]
Jo: [there wasn't any doubt that they were good at this part of it, and really, Jo could probably do this for hours if someone let her]
Sam: [he agrees, he likes this part too. he likes it a lot actually]
Jo: [shifts a bit against his lap, because her jeans are folded and tucked beneath her knees, which eventually will cut off circulation, but for now she's ignoring that, thanks X5-ness, but she'll still let a soft moan slip free against his mouth]
Sam: [swallows the moan as he lets his hand slide down her back, brushing against the small strip of skin between her shirt and her jeans]
Jo: [shifts slightly, arching her spine slightly, just to force the small of her back into his touch, rocking just a bit against his lap, letting her hands twist up into his hair]
Sam: [pushes his hand up slowly, teasing more and more of her skin as he goes]
Jo: [pulls away from the kiss for a brief moment, just to get her senses in check again, because they do tend to still overwhelm her when she loses her focus. it wasn't too much, but the hand moving distracted her, so she looks to him to reassure him] It's fine, just-- loud down the hall.
Sam: [nods a bit, before leaning in and brushing a soft kiss to her lips] Should I turn on some music or something?
Jo: [returns the kiss half-way] No, just, gimme a sec' to sort it out. I gotta get it straight sooner or later. [takes a deep breath, not exactly smart, but it's the best thing she's got. she shuts her eyes, trying to pull out just one sound instead of the twelve]
Sam: [nods as he leans closer, brushing soft kisses against her neck while she tried to focus ... yeah, he's not feeling helpful]
Jo: [smirks, humming amused at him, but not exactly swatting him away either. Instead she just takes the hum and uses that to tune herself in a way, threading her fingers into his hair again and guiding him back up to her mouth] Hello, again.
Sam: [smiles as he leans in to kiss her again] Hi.
Jo: [meets him in the kiss, once more inching up against his lap and reclaiming that lack of space between them]
Sam: [one hand comes up to cup the side of her face as he pulls her closer, thumb brushing against her cheekbone as he kissed her]
Jo: [lets one hand slip from his hair and down his chest, settling there for a moment before snaking down to reach for the bottom of his shirt. She just tucks her hand against the warmth of his skin, despite how warm she already felt, she knew it was cooler than she was at least]
Sam: [hums at her hand against him, pushing up so that he was pressed more into her hand. he can feel how warm she is, and it just makes him want to press against her more, feeling her as close as he can]
Jo: [just keeps the contact against this skin, mapping her fingertips upward against him, letting his shirt gather at her wrist a bit as she keeps their kiss as constant as she can]
Sam: [leans back into her hands, breaking the kiss long enough to get the shirt over his head and let it fall to the floor]
Jo: [takes that moment to watch him, because - really, he's an amazing man to look at, and she'll even pause to let her fingers brush over muscle and linger against his shoulders. She's definitely not having much trouble focusing right now, in fact she sort of blushes at the distracted state she got in] Sorry. [leans into him, burying her face to his shoulder a bit]
Sam: [smirks a bit as he brushes a kiss to her temple] It's okay. I don't mind. [well, he doesn't mind when it's her. It's weird when it's unsolicited by someone he doesn't want touching him]
Jo: [does he randomly strip his shirt off and get fondled by women? that'd be an odd thing to happen, even in Paradisa. She'll just settle there for a moment, more deep breaths and feeling the cooler skin against her cheek, nearly curling into him a bit, but still letting her hand trace against his skin before leaning forward, pressing a kiss to his neck, then shifting slightly to kiss at his skin again, a bit more of a lazy open-mouth drag, but still a kiss at that]
Sam: [randomly strip? No. But he does occasionally get naked with women. not as often as Dean does, but often enough. He closes his eyes at the press of her lips to his skin and he leans forward brushing soft kisses to her shoulder]
Jo: [unsolicited usually means he's topless around strangers... and she'd further argue this, but there's attention to her shoulder... and she's thinking that her skin might prefer that. so, she'll press herself away from him, regrettably for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as she pulls her shirt up and over her head. Those never fading scars clear as day across her midsection and near her neck, but rather than even give herself time to think about them, she just leans in closer to him, attempting to hide herself against his much larger frame]
Sam: [eyes fall over her as she takes her shirt off, and when she leans in again he lets his lips return to her shoulder, moving across her skin and letting one hand slide up, gently pushing the strap of her bra to the edge of her shoulder as he moved over her skin]
Jo: [the one good thing about the shirt being off of her is she at least can feel the cooler air against her skin, which is a nice bit of relief. her heart-rate is through the roof, though, hammering away in her chest. that slight edge of nerves pushes her already heightened awareness up another notch as she moved in to brush her mouth up against his neck again, just marking a path where she knew her lips had traveled earlier]
Sam: [he could feel her heart hammering against his chest, and he let his hands wander down over her sides, sliding over her skin. His lips continued to travel over her shoulder, pressing one soft kiss to the scars on her neck, before moving up towards her jawline]
Jo: [there's a soft gasp at the press of his mouth to her neck, just an intake of air that came when she didn't realize it would. The sound of his breathing starting to flood her ears, which was better than her heart racing, but still just a lot, even as she let her head tip slightly, just giving him that extra bit of space near her jaw before pulling away slightly to ensure her mouth captured his soundly]
Sam: [leans into the kiss eagerly, his hands pressing against her back to push her closer]
Jo: [lets her arms encircle him, pulling herself toward him, possibly with a bit more strength than she had counted on. She eases up rather quickly, mostly distracted by his mouth as she inches up against his lap, just a bit, gaining the slightest amount of friction against her jeans]
Sam: [the extra boost of strength catches him off guard, but he relaxes it when she eases up, focusing on the kiss and groaning a bit as she inches up on his lap]
Jo: [yeah, those usually toned arms have a bit more ammo in their guns... but the groan is encouraging, which just makes her press down against him a bit harder this time, deepening the kiss as her hips roll in a not-so-subtle circle against his lap]
Sam: [one hand moves to her hips to help guide her motions, while the other keeps her close, deepening the kiss as they moved against each other]
Jo: [this is possibly the other thing that she could do for hours, this slow seduction of two bodies, fit to the other, not really pushing anything too far, but both of them clear with the intent. as she lets her mouth pull away from his, nipping at his bottom lip, she glances down his body, curious as to how little space was between them at this point]
--- [note to the reader: from this point on, more clothing gets removed, etc. If you want to skip over this and continue reading after that point, just do a search for "recovering" it's used only once in this log (other than right up there) and it's after the sex.] ---
Sam: [tips his head to the side and brushes his lips over her jawline, the opposite side to the shoulder he was paying attention to before. his free hand started to slip up her back, tracing the line of her spine and letting his fingers slide under the clasp of her bra]
Jo: [once more she realizes that even those few degrees make a bit of difference between their body temperatures. The running of his fingers against her spine, sends a soft rumble through her as she arches into the contact slightly, moving to bury her mouth against his neck; a gentle raking of her bottom set of teeth to skin before her mouth nears his ear, a warm breath exhaled softly before her fingers comb through his hair, cupping lightly to his ear as she rocks down against his lap once more, stirring the quietest of sounds from her]
Sam: [pops open the clasp of her bra before starting to slide his fingers under the material, slowly letting them drag across her skin. he nips lightly at her shoulder as his fingers brush against her breast, his thumb dragging softly against her skin]
Jo: [her hips still against his lap as she draws her focus to his touch as it moves over skin and around curves. her fingers card through his hair again, nearly holding him against her shoulder as her free hand moves to settle to her own thigh. feeling the taut denim of her jeans, she lets her fingers brush between them, ghosting over his navel and teasing against the button closure of his jeans]
Sam: [his hips push up just slightly into her hand. the hand against her breast turns, gripping the fabric and starting to pull it away from her. he tips away from her a bit, just enough to let his lips start to travel lower, following the fabric as it slipped away from her and revealed more skin]
Jo: [just lets her fingers slip in against the waistline of his jeans, not doing much except letting her fingernails catch to the elastic of whichever he was wearing at that moment. her thumb toys with the closure, but she's still slightly distracted by the lowering attention of his mouth, taking in deeper breaths as she tried to rise herself up toward his kisses]
Sam: [his lips continue to move lower, one hand cupping the soft skin in his palm, letting his thumb brush against the raised peak once or twice as he moves lower, before taking the flesh in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue gently]
Jo: [tries to hold onto each deep breath she takes, not wanting to lower herself away from him and not able to stop the reflexive press down of her hips against his lap. her fingers nearly abandon the jeans as her touch circles around to his back, inching further up against him before her hand returns to the front of his jeans, tugging them open and soon realizing that she is indeed way too close to him to get her hands anywhere that she'd prefer them to go]
Sam: [shifts his hips as he felts his jeans loosen, his free hand trailing lower to nudge the button of hers open, dragging the zipper down, his fingers teasing the edges of the denim as he felt the heat of her skin]
Jo: [can't help but feel each one of her breaths growing heavier, unable to keep herself from lowering her chest with each exhale. even with her heart still pounding hard, she focuses on the arch of her foot as her toes point. her leg shifts slightly as she starts to back off of his lap, seemingly a lot more fluid than she usually was. all that grace of a cat really kicking in as she rises to her feet before him, brushing her hair out of her eyes as she looks down at him, bending slightly to kiss him, before moving to stand between his knees. glancing down, her hands push at the sides of her jeans, assuming that he'll help her out here, since they do need to get off of her, sooner rather than later if they're really going to go through with this]
Sam: [leans into the kiss and does move to help her out of her jeans. he slips his fingers under the waistband of her underwear, slowly pushing them down off her hips. he lets his fingers drag against her skin, and once they were on the floor, he shifts forward to start to push his own jeans and underwear off his hips before pulling her into his lap again]
Jo: [if her heart was racing before, it possibly just accelerated even faster, because this was a sort of contact she hadn't had in so long, that she was pretty damn sure something was going to interrupt it. if the castle decided to change its shit while she was in the midst of this -- she'd never -ever- forgive it, but for the moment, she was leaning in to return her mouth to his, catching his bottom lip, briefly, before reclaiming it properly as she shifted and settled against his lap, just content in that press of skin to skin and the pretense of intimacy]
Sam: [moans softly as she settles against him, leaning into the kiss more and letting his hands trail over her skin, leaning back against the couch to pull her closer, letting her weight rest against him more]
Jo: [there's a slight curiosity as to where the dogs have vanished too, but she's not really going to occupy her mind with that, it's just the random thought that quickly gets pushed away when she hears the soft moan between heated breaths. Jo just focuses on the muscle beneath her fingers as they map over his shoulders and the slow rocking of her hips against his lap, sending an entirely different sort of friction to her, one that's free of denim and cotton and is just the press of him between her thighs]
Sam: [the dogs got their own room because there's four of them and one of Sam, and he's not sharing with his brother anymore, so the room got moved around a bit. So the dogs? Not a problem. Sam's hands just moved gently, occasionally brushing against the curve of her breast before slipping lower, down her stomach and stopping just below her navel before moving back up again]
Jo: [well, that'd be good to know, if she knew that, but for now -- slightly distracted by that hand and hey, why is it going back up... though, really, all that does is make her rock toward the touch, sending her hips to rock against him again as her mouth returned to kiss him deeply and with a slight bit of sound that she can't help but make]
Sam: [smirks a bit at that sound that comes from her, letting his hand slip lower the next time around, brushing against the inside of her thighs, getting close but just edging around her, deepening the kiss as he did]
Jo: [feels that smirk against her mouth, which makes her smirk as well, but her jaw does go slack a bit at the almost-but-not-quite contact that she had, which nearly makes her whimper, because clearly, it's becoming very obvious to her just how long it's been]
Sam: [his fingers graze her once more before slipping between her legs, letting his fingers slide back against her body, groaning at the feel of how slick she was]
Jo: [shifts into his touch, just slightly, as she swallows the groan against her mouth. starting that slow roll of her hips, she presses herself against his fingers, just seeking out that directional contact that was aching for. her own senses were more aware of the warmth of his body, the slight salty sweat-slick of his skin and her more than apparent arousal, that she knew he could feel, as she coaxed her body against him, trying to urge him to do more than just press against her, even though - that in and of itself was pretty fucking good]
Sam: [his fingers follow the movement of her hips, two fingers teasing her entrance as his thumb brushed against her clit, still getting a feel for her and learning her body as he continued to kiss her]
Jo: [pulls from his mouth to exhale a breath, feeling it shudder from her lungs. she couldn't help but try and sink herself onto his fingers, feeling that feigning push of pressure. all that sensitivity was making her want to bite her bottom lip a bit too hard just to distract herself from what he wasn't doing yet. her hand slipped from his shoulder, up into her hair, tangling her fingers into it, letting it lift off her shoulders slightly before letting it drop again. leaning down to capture his mouth in a kiss that pressed to his lips with a bit of urgency, and possibly a bit of demand, as her features furrowed slightly, trying to focus less on what she wasn't getting and more on what she had at the moment]
Sam: [closes his eyes to meet her in the kiss, the hand gripping her hip to pull her closer. he knew what she wanted, and he could only tease her so long when he's teasing himself as well. he pulled his hand from her, moving to wrap it around himself and guide himself up to her, he could feel the way she was rocking against him, feeling her start to sink down on the next movement of her on top of him]
Jo: [kept that kiss until he guided himself into her, then it broke with a soft cry of relief, settling to his lap, letting him fit to her, she couldn't help but still against him, inching her knees away from his legs, trying to cleave herself to him just a bit more without starting anything beyond this initial motion. her mouth, slack against his with a soft breath being taken in, his name being exhaled out even softer. even as she adjusted to him, she couldn't help but start the slightest of motions down against him, nearly trying to press him deeper into herself, trying to take him as much as she could before she began the smallest of motions against him, knowing that it had taken them this long, to get to this point, and she wasn't going to exactly rush through it]
Sam: [eyes tighten at the feel of her wrapping around him, and those small motions aren't helping the instinct to buck into her. He wraps his hand around her hip, steadying her for a moment when he adjusted to the sensation before guiding her back into that small movement. he took the break in the kiss to brush a kiss lower, moving his hips with the small motions she was making on top of him, just to enjoy the friction]
Jo: [stills when his hand nearly swallows her hip, trying to lean into him as he pulled the kiss away. her own intentions not exactly wanting his mouth to travel just yet, but not complaining when it still met to her skin. letting her hands coast over his shoulders and back up into his hair, she cradled his head against her just a bit as she started that slow seduction of her hips against his lap]
Sam: [he doesn't go far from her lips, just brushing kisses along her jaw before returning to her lips again, his hand following the motion of her hips and meeting her with his own, making small noises at the sensations running through him]
Jo: [reclaims his mouth, smiling against his kiss as she feels the slightest of shivers run through her. it's not even her temperature, because that's still warmer than usual, but it's something lower that stirs a soft sound from her as she rocks against him, matching his motions as she nips at his bottom lip]
Sam: [smirks a bit at her nipping his lip, before pushing closer, deepening the kiss and continuing to feel the friction build, but slowly. He's not rushing anything, and he doesn't want her to feel like he is]
Jo: [there's no feeling that it's being rushed at all, and Jo's pretty okay with the slow. she's trying to keep her hands away from him, worried that she'll press or grip too hard, so she's letting her hands drape over his shoulders, letting her hips roll slowly atop him, just ensuring that she's meeting his movements, letting that friction of their bodies hit to her in all the right places]
Sam: [moves his hand from her hip to the small of her back as they continued to move against each other, letting his fingers splay against her skin to support her as she moved, trying to keep her as close as he could]
Jo: [leans in against him, wanting that closeness as well, even if it meant feeling even warmer. it was just the feeling of being sheltered that she missed, the thought that someone was going to look out for her, and with each press of herself down against him, she was letting go a little bit more of the worry that she wasn't going to have someone there for her]
Sam: [would never want her to feel that way. She's always going to have him there, having her back, whether or not they were doing this. Not that he was complaining about this. This was really, really good. He slides his arm around her more, pulling her closer, while the other hand moves up to slide his fingers through her hair]
Jo: [pulls from the kiss, letting her forehead rest to his, as she shuts her eyes, drawing her lips in against her teeth, just focused on the feel of his hand in her hair and the tension building low in her body. all the things the X5 part of her was giving her was still something to get used to and maybe it was making this moment that much more complete, but she was definitely lost in the haze of them for a moment there, just following his motions, feeling the way his arm held fast against her back, as her thighs started to ache just a bit with the burn of muscles that hadn't been used this way in a while, let alone kneeling for this long. X5 or not, she was going to feel this in the morning.]
Sam: [just watches her as she moves, taking in all the details and keeping her close, starting to move his hips a little faster against hers, adding a different kind of pressure as they continued to move against each other, putting a new sensation in the mix]
Jo: [pulls in closer to him, letting her arms slide back over his shoulders to let her hands rest at the sides of his neck, nearly burying herself against him as she feels his motions quicken. As she moves closer to him, her cheek presses softly against his, letting her mouth hover near his ear, each small whimper that slips from her; audible to him, each breath that hitches up in her lungs is that much clearer before his name presses once more from her lips. As she continues to move with him, she can feel that thin slick of sweat running across her skin and down her back, the ends of her hair clinging to her skin just a bit. Swallowing a moan, she brushes her mouth to Sam's ear lightly, keeping close to him]
Sam: [his fingers tighten against her skin with each sound that slips from her, the hand in her hair, trailing down over her skin, brushing against her skin, against the curve of her breast and lower, across her stomach before moving around to the small of her back]
Jo: [she just curls into him, pressing close as she rides against his motions, letting the sensations build within her. her breathing grows more shallow, near hiccups of moans and whimpers that she can't find the breathing to stop from slipping loose, the burn in her thighs easing off to something like a hum of adrenaline pushing her forward]
Sam: [can feel the way her body was tightening around him, groaning at that and picking up speed a little more, letting him climb with her and pushing them both towards the edge]
Jo: [as his pace quickened, she couldn't help but let her hand slide to press to his shoulder, fingertips digging slightly into him, letting her touch move downward as her pulse rose with the tension in her body. it didn't take much more urging from his body to get hers to respond, the entire act coming to a halt as her body stilled for a moment, letting that tension build until she couldn't help but let it break with a sharp cry as her shoulders shuddered slightly, letting her body react to the overwhelming rush of her climax]
Sam: [hips slow as he feels her break managing a few more thrusts before he loses himself with her, burying his face in her shoulder as he rides out his own]
Jo: [as he clings to her she feels that tremble within herself, the way her heartbeat echoes in her ear and her pulse can be felt between her thighs. that sensation alone makes her thighs tense against his lap, trying to hold herself to him, her mouth pressing to his neck, tasting the hint of salt on his skin as she breathes in deeper]
Sam: [keeping his arm around her, he tips back against the couch, keeping her close but shifting so that he didn't have to sit up as much. he lets his head fall back against the couch for the moment before turning and brushing a kiss to her forehead gently, feeling his body start to relax]
Jo: [shifts slightly on his lap, trying to relieve some of the pressure on her knees, but mostly just trying to cling to him more, it's those extra few degrees below her own body temperature that she's craving, along with the contact. as she exhales slowly, she lets her cheek rest to his shoulder, her hands moving to settle on his chest, just listening to everything]
Sam: [closes his eyes as he relaxes under her, one arm wrapped around her and just keeping her close]
Jo: [is almost saddened by the way her body is recovering so quickly. her pulse nearly evening out by now, while his is still beating strong, and her own breathing has evened out, as well. Her fingers move to trace against his skin lightly, leaning in close to his neck to press a soft kiss near a pulse point]
Sam: [tips his head down to look at her when she does that, giving him a small smile] You okay?
Jo: [glances up at him, nodding] Yeah. The ...whole X5 whatever thing. It's odd feeling.
Sam: [nods] Wanna stay for a while? [figures that this kind of went without saying, but he also thinks it's probably still good to ask, just in case]
Jo: [smirks] How long are you thinking is a while?
Sam: [shrugs] The rest of tonight. Maybe into tomorrow.
Jo: [takes a breath, it's not like they haven't slept in the same bed together before, but now things have changed... well, maybe they haven't changed, but there was the actual sex part that just happened, which was not the normal Jo and Sam hang out behavior] Sure. [she just let the reply come out instead of over-thinking it like everything else]
Sam: [smiles a bit at that, before leaning in to kiss her again, slow and gentle]
Jo: [closes her eyes at that, leaning into the kiss with a soft sigh]
Sam: [pulls back after a moment, brushing a kiss to her nose, before starting to shift up a bit, for when she's ready to move]
Jo: [shuts one eye, crinkling her nose up a bit when he does that, but the X5 gave her amazing recouping skills, so when he's shifting, she's figuring that's the signal for moving... so she'll start to do that, because her legs are sort of .... losing circulation]
Sam: [lets go of her to let her move, before starting to get up himself to head over towards the bed]
Jo: [will... take that time to watch him, because he's very nice to watch, but then she'll move to join him, sliding in beside him, possibly already making plans to kick the covers off of herself]
Sam: [shifts a bit until he's comfortable before wrapping his arms around her, pulling her closer]
Jo: [smirks] You remembered which side. [either that, or it was just a coincidence, but she settled in against him, being oddly comforted at the way she did fit against him]
Sam: [grins a bit at that, pressing a kiss to the top of her head] I pay attention.
Jo: [nods] That's good. Also, I don't sleep. Or... I can't seem to sleep. Something to that effect of being prepared for anything at anytime... I don't know. Max is confusing with her suggestions for help.
Sam: [a bit of confusion crosses his face, before responding] Well, you don't have to stay if you're just gonna get bored while I'm out.
Jo: [shakes her head, tipping her head up as she pulls back to kiss at his jaw] No, it's fine. I just didn't want you to get weirded out or something. I'm not gonna stare at you sleeping or something.
Sam: [smirks] Okay.
Jo: [smirks back] I could. If you wanted.
Sam: Please don't.
Jo: [amused sound] 'Kay. Creepy sleep stalking plans are canceled.
Sam: [smile] I appreciate it.
Jo: [brushes her fingers against his forehead, moving his hair away from his eyes a bit] Not a problem.
Sam: [leans in to kiss her again, before shifting so that he was comfortable again] Night, Jo.
Jo: [another soft sound slips into the kiss before she pulls back to settle in beside him] Night, Sam.
Sam: [closes his eyes and relaxes next to her. it takes him a while to drift off but eventually he does, passing out for at least a few hours]
Jo: [amazingly ... does not sleep, but she's able to at least slow her breathing so that it doesn't move her too much, which she realizes might be creepy, but she figures it might help him sleep if she's more still]
Sam: [it might have, a little bit, but it really is a little creepy]
Jo: [she's not very good at keeping it up anyway, so it doesn't last very long before she gets bored with regulating her heartbeat and breathing and she just tries to listen to things that are not his stomach making noises]
Sam: [he's gonna be out for a good while, for once -- the further he gets from when he was home, the better he sleeps]
Jo: [she'll probably shift a bit and watch him sleep... just for a few minutes, just to make sure he's asleep, before she'll slip out of bed and at the very least ask the castle for some underwear... which she swore she'd never do, but actually has to right now, then she'll use the bathroom, and wander around smirking at some of the things still glued down...]
Sam: [will wake up a couple hours later, stretch a bit before rolling over to look for her]
Jo: [will be ... in only her underwear, seated at the table, just reading some random book that Sam probably got from the library]
Sam: [pushes himself up on his elbows, and smirks a bit as he watches her]
Jo: [flips the page and glances up at the sound of the bed shifting, raising an eyebrow] You can go back to sleep, you know.
Sam: [a grin] Trying to get rid of me already?
Jo: [an amused laugh] It's your room, Sam. I just figured you needed the sleep.
Sam: [shrugs] I'm okay for right now.
Jo: [sets the book down, turning in the chair to look at him, clearly not actually realizing/caring that she's pretty much naked...] You sure?
Sam: [he's ... not really complaining that she's pretty much naked] Positive.
Jo: [well, give her a bit before she gets slightly body conscious, she was just doing it because it felt better than feeling so warm. Max might be used to the shift in body temperature, but she was pretty sure she felt feverish all the time, and as he speaks, she'll... glance down and then use her arm to cover across her breasts] I should... find a shirt.
Sam: [nods, before looking around] I think I dropped your shirt somewhere over there.
Jo: [smirks] Yeah, it was more like threw... [gets up, arm still in place, one hand cupping her own breast as she moved... her toe pushing at the pile of clothing before finding her shirt and tugging it on over her head]
Sam: [watches her as she does, before pushing up, letting his elbows rest on his knees over the sheet] What were you reading?
Jo: [tugs at the bottom of the shirt for a moment, before glancing up to him] Hmmm? Oh, uh - some book on [insert whatever Sam has been reading lately....]. It was on the stack over there. I figured you wouldn't mind.
Sam: [shakes his head] Not at all.
Jo: [shrugs] I didn't bring my journal with me to work, so I don't have it here. Probably a good thing, the damn things like to open on me at the worst times. [a glance] Not that ... that.. was a bad time.
Sam: [smirks] Might have been bad if it was broadcast to everyone, though.
Jo: [nods] Yes. That exactly.
Sam: [nods] I agree with you there.
Jo: [moves over toward him, taking a seat] I'm glad for the agreeing. [her fingers pick at an odd scar on her knee, it's not like it'll do anything, but it gives her hand something to do]
Sam: [watches for a minute before reaching for her arm] C'mere.
Jo: [glances up to him and is pulled over toward him, not that she's resisting]
Sam: [slides his arm around her shoulders to pull her closer, before leaning against the headboard to support his back]
Jo: [settles in against him with a deep breath exhaled, not exactly a sigh, but just because her body is tired even if it won't sleep]
Sam: Are you okay? With this whole X5 thing?
Jo: [shrugs] It's just the castle, so it'll end at some point. I'm just not used to it and it's throwing me off. I'm not exactly a supporter of things that get in my way.
Sam: [nods] You'll get used to it.
Jo: [sighs] I guess.
Sam: [gives her shoulders a bit of a squeeze] Probably won't last much longer either.
Jo: [nods and sighs] You probably have to take care of the monsters. [she means the dogs]
Sam: [smirks a bit as he glances over at the door] Yeah, they could probably use a walk.
Jo: [glances to him] I could stay in the castle through the weekend, I mean, Eliot's got the Lux having a party for Lilith anyway. So I'll be working long shifts.
Sam: [nods] Sure. That'd be nice.
Jo: [smiles] I just... have to go get my stuff.
Sam: [smiles back] I could grab the dogs, walk over with you, and let them run around while you're getting it?
Jo: [rubs at her neck a bit] As nice as that sounds, I think I'll just head back on my own. Take a shower, clean up a bit. I mean, I didn't exactly plan for this. I've got dishes in the sink still.
Sam: Okay. Sounds good.
Jo: [exhales, feeling like she killed some plan for him to spend time with her...] Alright.
Sam: [she didn't kill anything, it was just a suggestion] Do you have to go to work later?
Jo: Yeah, I close up with Eliot.
Sam: Maybe I can see you after, then.
Jo: [nods] That could work.
Sam: Okay. So later then.
Jo: [smirks] We do have to get up now, though.
Sam: [looks over and nods slowly but other than that he doesn't really move] Yeah, we probably do.
Jo: [makes an amused sound] You're impossible.
Sam: [grins before leaning in to kiss her again, but after that he actually moves his arm from around her] Okay. We should go.
Jo: [returns the kiss and leans forward a bit when his arm moves away from her, moving to climb down toward the foot of the bed]
Sam: [kicks his legs over the edge of the bed after she goes and reaches for his clothes to get dressed again]
Jo: [gets up and moves to grab her jeans and socks... getting dressed and shoving her underwear into the front pocket of her jeans, since... she isn't just gonna leave that anywhere and she doesn't have a purse, but she's somewhat decent for whatever o'clock it is in the morning] Whatever I forget... I'll just get tonight.
Sam: [has got his jeans on at this point and is reaching for his shirt to pull over his head] Okay.
Jo: [moves over toward him, leaning up against him a bit, smiling] Enjoy the dogs.
Sam: [grins as he leans down to kiss her again] I will.
Jo: [returns the kiss before pressing against him to push away and head toward the door, grabbing her shoes and heading out to return back to her apartment and then into work eventually]
Sam: [finishes getting dressed and takes the dog out, proceeding to move on with his day]