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[off_the_ceiling]

Continued from here."Otherwise known as tear-your-clothes-off sex," said Jess, pretty much poised to dash off with him anywhere he might lead. "I really don't think we can consider ourselves engaged until we do, frankly

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[unchosen_son]

Sam had never been more happy than to have his back hit some kind of hard surface as he was right then and he cupped her cheeks before moving his hands down her back to grab at her behind and hitched her closer. "So..." Sam exhaled, kissing her in between his words. "Does right mean public exhibitionism?"

[unchosen_son]

Sam leaned over her and set his legs on either side of her waist as he started to push his palms under her shirt to slowly make an exploration of her skin, all of it waiting right there under that clothing. He stripped it off, leaning down to kiss her hard, tightening his straddle slightly.

[off_the_ceiling]

Jess loved Sam's hands, she loved everything about them. She loved how smooth they were and how strong they were and how big they were and she especially loved it when those hands were all over her body, touching acres of it at a time.

"Remember that part where we talked about you getting into my pants?" she said, grinning up at him as she arched into his touch.

[unchosen_son]

"I vaguely recall saying something along those lines," Sam agreed considerately, slowly sliding his hands down those pants, nudging against her underwear as he started to lay kisses slowly down her neck. "Good?" he murmured, wanting to get her opinion as he went along.

[off_the_ceiling]

"You know it is," she said, rolling her body up against his, wanting to feel him harder. "And I won't promise to be quiet this time, not when nobody else is home." She didn't think he was expecting any such thing anyway.

[unchosen_son]

Sam just really hoped that his father didn't walk in anytime soon and he was quick in shucking off his jeans and grabbing hold of a condom quickly, pressing it into her palm as he kissed her on the lips even harder, rocking back against her for the additional friction.

[off_the_ceiling]

Jess held it in her fist, hand up near her head, clutching it for when they were ready for it. Which wasn't yet, not till she'd gotten him good and hot and ready.

"Come on, let me go down on you," she whispered in his ear. "It's been too long."

[unchosen_son]

Sam's eyes widened at the offer, the request, the...whatever it was when it was so very good and for a very long moment he forgot the English language as he gaped at her. "Um," he managed. "Y-yeah, I mean, if you want. Only if you want. But yes. Please."

[off_the_ceiling]

"Shut up, Sam," she said with a laugh, yanking him close and kissing him hard. "I want to. You know I want to. I want to do all kinds of things with you."

[unchosen_son]

Sam kissed her right back, letting her take control of him and he eased back onto the bed, the small of his back amassing blankets as he wiggled and started to get good and comfortable where he was. "Okay, let's do this," he exhaled in a rush.

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"Shh," said Jess, working her way down his body, and hoped that before long he wouldn't be able to put that kind of sentence together at all. "Don't try to make sense. But..." And here she looked up after pressing a kiss to his stomach. "Make as much noise as you like."

[unchosen_son]

Sam felt the protest on his lips at that request because the thing was, he didn't like to lose control like that but oh, he could definitely see it happening as a result of what Jess was doing right at that moment. He swallowed hard and bit his lip as he watched where she was, wanting to know just how loud she was going to try and coax him to be. A quiet 'okay' exhaled from his lips as he tried to relax and get ready.

[off_the_ceiling]

"No one's home," she reminded him, kissing his hipbone, because that was the one thing they always had to worry about on the island. They didn't live alone here, and had to take what moments alone they could. "No one's even close to home."

[unchosen_son]

God, Sam couldn't even begin to say how much of a relief that was and he relaxed slightly, shoulders losing some of their tension as he gave himself over to what she was about to do to him. He was calm, he was good. He could so do this and not get worried about Dean walking in.

[off_the_ceiling]

Well, that was a little bit better, even though Jess couldn't help but think back to what it had been like when they'd been assured of their privacy all the time. She finally pressed her hands to his waist, his thighs, taking him into her mouth and caressing him gently to keep him relaxed and easy.

[unchosen_son]

Sam would have to talk to her (and Dean) about moving on and moving in somewhere else. It was inevitable and if they were really going to get married, it was coming sooner rather than later. But really...really, oh god, why was he even bothering to have thoughts when her mouth was so warm like that and on him. "God, Jess," he gasped with quiet pleasure.