Thank you! I'm glad you liked them. Here's three more sentences of Dean-is-dating-Sam's-sister, from, uh, a little later in the story. ;)
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If Sam were in his right mind, he'd think about how mad Jo's gonna get if she finds out, how upset; if Sam were thinking clearly, he'd push Dean back, but Dean is all up in his space and Sam's brain seems to have dribbled out through his ears. Up close like this, Dean smells like clean cotton and the kind of cheap cologne the whole football team wears, and the warmth of his body is palpable through the thin fabric of their t-shirts, his hand on Sam's arm like a brand, pinioning him in place. When Sam lifts his head, Dean's face is right there, so stupid beautiful that Sam feels punch-drunk on it; can't help the way he leans in until their mouths touch -- can't help the way his heart leaps with joy when Dean leans right back.
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branchandroot
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Date: 2011-09-05 01:50 pm (UTC)*
If Sam were in his right mind, he'd think about how mad Jo's gonna get if she finds out, how upset; if Sam were thinking clearly, he'd push Dean back, but Dean is all up in his space and Sam's brain seems to have dribbled out through his ears. Up close like this, Dean smells like clean cotton and the kind of cheap cologne the whole football team wears, and the warmth of his body is palpable through the thin fabric of their t-shirts, his hand on Sam's arm like a brand, pinioning him in place. When Sam lifts his head, Dean's face is right there, so stupid beautiful that Sam feels punch-drunk on it; can't help the way he leans in until their mouths touch -- can't help the way his heart leaps with joy when Dean leans right back.