No such thing as impartial stance

[faiththatfuelsu]

There was nothing to be afraid of, nothing to fear or question when she felt his lips brush against her throat. She was drowning in sensation; his touch, the smell of his skin, his eyes and voice like warm silk when he whispered for her to trust him. Faith obeyed, sinking farther into the high his fingertips were producing as they traced the veins

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[likely_evil]

Dean was always all for hunting incubus. Sam felt that it was something in his brother's hard wiring that he liked cases that involved sex, even if he wasn't going to be the giver or receiver. Just the fact that it was involved somehow make him jump at the cases.

Dean, however, was also willing to take a night off if it involved a girl and a pair of legs. Which left Sam at the diner working on his laptop and trying to stay awake with cups of coffee.

He happened to be looking out the window when Faith - what the hell was she doing here? - walked by with a man. While that wasn't the concerning point, the fact that she was walking in a dazed form was. And when the guy pulled her into the abandoned building in the middle of the block, Sam waved the waitress over for his bill as he started to pack up his laptop

[faiththatfuelsu]

It didn't matter that she was in a dilapidated building or surrounded by rubble, all she heard was that voice. All she was aware of were his hands. Faith couldn't even make out the words anymore, simply that they were Latin, and she shuddered when his hand went for the button on her jeans. There was a brief flare of panic when his hand slipped lower until it was pushed away by his lips against the shell of her ear.

"Are you ready, Slayer?"

Faith swallowed, nodding.

[likely_evil]

And at that point there was a single gunshot aimed at the Incubus' head. The bullet went straight through, leaving Sam standing a few feet away, arm extended easily as a small wisp of smoke exited the barrel of the gun, a beam of moonlight illuminating his face and the emotionless expression.

Yeah, Sam made this job look sexy.

[faiththatfuelsu]

A gunshot rang out and the haze she'd been in cleared as the incubus fell beside her. She sat up with a sneer, trying to brush the memory of his touch off of her skin. The whole thing made her think of things she'd rather not, and she had a date with a hot shower as soon as damn possible.

Faith looked up from where the bullet had come from and saw none other than Sam Winchester. Greaaat. Just fucking peachy.