The Fluffernutters Meme

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fluffernutters meme

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

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

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[impureblood]

[It’s a combination of things why Sam doesn’t notice the very slight change in her expression; being caught up in everything, the way his heart was thumping rapidly in his chest, or just how nervous he truly is] I’ve never…had this before. Not really. [She knows more about his past than most; talking to her, trusting her…it just comes naturally] Even with Jess, I was too busy trying to pretend I wasn’t freak. I couldn’t tell her the truth.

[Somewhere in the back of his mind he knows bringing up past relationships, even the one that had been the hardest for him to deal with, might not be the best idea, but it’s important to what he’s trying to get across] But you…it’s different. I don’t have to lie or act like I’m some person that I’ll never be. It’s real…[He’s gone back to pacing, not as bad, but standing in front of Abi…he didn’t think he would be able to get through everything he wants to say]

And it’s such much more than that. Every day, every single one that me and Dean are on the road…now all I can think about is you.

[impureblood]

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

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

[shootsdownstars]

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

I can't open my legs in this skirt.

[impureblood]

That's...a convincing argument. [It takes will power not to make a sound when her fingernails rake over his abdomen; not because of pain, more that it feels nearly perfect. He doesn't focus on it long; not when his hand is now at the zipper to her dress. It's almost like opening a present, the anticipation. Pulling it down slowly, he only pauses long enough to kiss her again, tongue seeking entrance to her mouth. His head already feels like it's swimming; to say that she turns him on...it doesn't even cover it.

Once the dress is unzipped, Sam is more careful with it than his shirt, peeling it off her body before it's placed onto the floor next to the bed. He leans back, just taking in the sight of her. It's one of the few times they're not in a hurry because of how limited time is] Just...wow.

[shootsdownstars]

[Lingerie isn't really something they manage either. At night, when he sneaks into her bedroom, their best bet to keep concealed is usually to leave the lights off so that no one knows that either of them is awake, so getting all dressed up is kind of a waist.

But tonight? She's all red silk and black lace trim, even her stockings rimmed with a lacy pattern around her thighs. Hooking her thumbs into the tops of her stockings, she grins, glad to have impressed him.] Should I get rid of the shoes?

[impureblood]

[It's different, the threat of getting caught not being there. How he can fully appreciate Abi. And that's exactly what he's doing; Sam doesn't immediately say anything. He's drinking in the sight of her with his eyes...committing it all to detail, not ashamed to admit its images like that which get him through being on the road] No, leave them on. [Sam isn't as reserved as he use to be. Trying things with Abi... he's more than willing to. And she looks too good with them on.

He trails his fingertips over her stockings, the smirk on his lips only growing more apparent. The lingerie is even better than something he could have imagined. Sam quickly pulls his belt off, tossing it to the size, but then he can't resist any longer. He cups her breasts through the material of the bra, letting out a shaky breath]

[shootsdownstars]

Someone's feeling adventurous. [Abi laughs. She rememnbers the last time they tried to be adventurous. The broken chair, Sam's pitiful look and whining about his splinter. And maybe having sex with her heels on isn't too much of an adventure for some people, but for Abi, who's used to quickies and muffling herself and Sam sneaking away after she's fallen asleep, this might as well be leather and whips.

She arches into his palms immediately, because if nothing else, her body knows that. Knows the feel of Sam's hands on her and she thinks sometimes maybe he's got a blueprint of her skin in his fingertips. Hooking her legs around his waist, she grinds up against him again, letting out a full, uninhibited (for the first time) moan.]

[impureblood]

Tonight? I would do anything to you. [Just having her there know the hotel room, his confidence level is already higher, knowing that he can be more aggressive, that they don't have to be quiet. A rush of excitement floods his body at the moan; not muffled against a pillow or his skin....it's more than hot. Pushing his hips down, there's no hesitation to grind against her, trying to create friction, a large bulge already forming in the front of his jeans.

Reaching underneath her, the bra is quickly unclasped, though he never stops all but thrusting against her through the layers that separate them. Sam dips his head down, lips finding the sensitive skin of her neck, though this time he's dragging his teeth across her flesh, biting down only to press his tongue against the spot after, as if to soothe the pain. He know...any marks would have to be explained]

[shootsdownstars]

God...I'd let you. [She loves Sam's voice. It's one of the sexiest things about him. And she can hear him, mostly, when they're pressed all close and he has to whisper, but not like she can now. She can hear him, and that may be one of the things that's spurring her on most right now.

She tosses the bra quickly, baring plenty of markable skin to his mouth and tongue. They'll be invisible there, but at night, when she showers or when she's alone, she can press her fingers against the bruises or survey them in the mirror and feel a little bit more like he's there even if he's across the house or across the country. She's meeting him thrust for thrust, fingers tugging at his hair while she gasps into the air between them.] Sam-...baby, baby, jeans-... [Denim rub on the insides of her thighs? Probably something someone would notice if she was only wearing one of her sleep shirts or a pair of sleep shorts around the house. Of course, getting rid of the offending material also means stopping...]

[impureblood]

[With Abi, it's always like this, more than anyone else. The intensity; how she can make his entire body come alive with one look or touch. Amplified even more now by what they're doing. His breathing is already more erratic] Then you'll be in...for a few surprises tonight. [His voice is low, Thoth it's nice...not worrying about being heard. Using will power he wasn't sure he had, Sam pushes back for a moment, hands working desperately to unbutton and unzip the jeans.

They're pushed off though, a long with shoes and socks. When his hips pressed down this time, he follows it with a low groan, thin material only separating them now, his boxers heavily tented. Covering one of her hands with his own, he pins it against the bed, head tilting so his lips were closer to her ear] I missed you...I thought about this every day.

[shootsdownstars]

Mm, nothing new from you. [Is Abi's response. And she means it, not just in a sexual sense. But he's always surprising her, knowing things she'd never thought he'd know, remembering things about her she never thought he'd remember, his ridiculously extensive knowledge of monsters and everyday things like cooking and even cars, a little (that one really got her). He's really all about surprises, even when she doesn't think he means to be half of the time.

There's a surprised gasp when he pins her down, but then she laughs, nipping at his bottom lip in a playful show of defiance.] I missed you too...so much. All of you. [There's a harsh rock up then.] I can't bring myself to sleep in pajamas anymore. Did you know that? [Another rock.] Just in case you sneak home while I'm sleeping.

[impureblood]

[Being able to tell her, not having to hold the words in...it's liberating. Sam had been afraid before, of how real the relationship would become...but now he knew it was all he wanted. Hips bucking bard as she arches against him] That's...god, thats hot, Abi. [Maybe it's just the thought of her falling asleep like that, knowing that he might sneak it, wanting it...it turns him on, in ways he doesn't expect.

Reluctantly releasing her wrist, his hands roam over her upper body, cupping her bare breasts, unable to keep a sound of appreciation from leaving his lips. His hips were moving at a frantic rhythm now, grinding into her. Letting out a ragged breath, he manages to stop, if only for a second. Sliding down, his thumbs hook onto her panties. Sam wants the stockings and heels left on. He slowly slides them down, looking up at her with an almost devious expression]

[shootsdownstars]

[Abi's returning grin is nearly as devious as Sam's as she bends her legs up and away from the fabric of her panties so that her lower body is hidden from view. It's not as if Sam's never seen her naked before, but maybe she feels like playing coy for a moment. Or maybe Abi's full of surprises too, waxed bare for the first time.

She got bored, okay? Maybe she wanted to give him more incentive to come home soon, since she'd been intending to send him a picture if he hadn't come back that night.

Legs still closed, she locks her hands around her legs, keeping herself hidden.] Say please.

[impureblood]

[It's the right card to play; that she's blocking his view, keeping herself hidden, that just makes Sam want it more. Turning his head, his lips brush across her thigh, though he could admit he's even more susceptible to the teasing] Abi... let me see. [Patience isn't a strong virtue in the Winchester family. He has more than Dean, but that isn't saying much. And he almost aches from how much he wants her. And Sam isn't shy, his other hand already drops down, stroking himself through the material of the material of his boxers.

The look on her face...Abi has the ability to look innnocent and incredibly sexy at the same time, it drives Sam crazy. Swallowing thickly at the lump in his throat, he looks up at her, meeting her eyes] Now [Maybe its not exactly please ]

bump?

[shootsdownstars]

[She moans in the back of her throat, hands on her knees. There's a throb of need, almost an ache at his words.] I do love it when you take charge. [It's mostly true, even if there is a teasing edge to it, and she pries her thighs apart, dropping one leg off of the edge of the bed and hooking the other over his lap. And of course, if Sam's going to touch himself, Abi might as well join the party, reaching down and swiping the pad of her middle finger through the slick skin of her folds.

In the light of the room, she's already wet enough to nearly glisten and she pulls her finger away after just a few swipes against her clit, his view completely unguarded now.]