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[ladybirdcrap]

You finally set off from the Bed & Breakfast with full tummies and high spirits. It's well into the mid afternoon, and you have a lot of ground to cover before the next landmark. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to be possible for you sorry sons of bitches to make it there before sundown. On your way down the beaten path, you come across a dairy farmer's caravan of cheesy goods. They seem nice and homely enough, maybe they'll be willing to help you stragglers along the way.

[Mission: Hitch a ride from the dairy farmer]

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[pareidoll]

[lets him and watches him carefully. you know while they just stand there as its getting colder in the middle of a country road.]

For your sake or mine?

[who are we kidding, he probably means hers]

I don't think I've seen you try very hard to fight me regardless.

[sawedoff]

[lets go of her to rub at his forehead, she's been all eyes and watching and studying and he's been nothing but avoiding and avoiding harder]

I'm trying to say- I'm saying I'm not the guy you think I am.

[or want him to be.]

I've been down this road and god knows I've tried, I've tried and it always ends the same way no matter what I do different, so we can talk until we're blue in the face about- about believing in yourself or being the one getting saved for once, but the bottom line is the longer we go on like this, the closer you get to me, the more likely something nasty's waiting around the corner ready to screw it all right to hell.

[and you're too good for hell, he doesn't want to see you get screwed to hell]

[pareidoll]

[dont test my patience winchester]

[shes been fighting you so hard for you and you keep coming back to this]

[drops hand and slowly shakes head in disbelief]

Stop doing this. Stop trying to push me away because you're afraid. Like you've already decided the ending before it's even set course. It's not fair, and better yet it's not true.

[sawedoff]

[moves hand from rubbing the mangst away from his forehead to rest at his hip for a moment, staring at the ground like he's trying to work out exactly how to phrase]

I can't do it again.

[a little of the selfless spiel flaking away there. looks up at her]

I wanna believe this can work, I do. But I'm so many down for the count I can't even keep track of them all. And if there's anything I've learned from it, if there's just one damn thing, it's that I can't have my cake and eat it too.

[also cake is gross]

[pareidoll]

[just keeps staring at him like you've got to be shitting me]

Unbelievable..

[looks away trying to process and then looks back and shakes her head. determined]

No. It may not be fair to you, but this..this isn't fair to me. Just so you won't hurt as much when something goes wrong. What about me? What about my feelings?

[sawedoff]

[a frustrated head shake, he's getting gradually more uppity the more she pushes. ftr, this is what it looks like when he fights it, isn't it fun, aren't you glad he hasn't so far]

That's the point! You should be with someone who isn't constantly worried about you. Who doesn't treat you like glass because every day might be the day the levee breaks. Why would you want this?

[pareidoll]

...



...

[slaps him. full on. startles the countryside]

[composed but slowly losing it. shaky hand hover]

Dean Winchester, you have no idea that you are the only thing that I have left. That there is nothing but death waiting for me no matter which way I turn, so you bloody damn well be sure I'd rather die fighting for a chance at everything than giving it all up.

[sawedoff]

[DAMN BITCH YOU HAVE A MEAN SLAP]

[blinks in delayed surprise]

[sawedoff]

[it's definitely the come hell or highwater, go down swinging mentality that slots it into place for him. because as much as he loves that she's all quirky and perky, it's at an armslength. but the fatalistic logic, that's where he's at.]

[so yeah, he gets it, and he may not like it or get why it's him, why she went for him, but he gets it, which is why it's easier to pull her against him by her waist and crush a kiss against her mouth]

[pareidoll]

[she can be as optimistic as she likes, but she knows better. she doesn't fear it, that ship sailed. maybe if she had a whole life to return to, it'd be different and easier to let go but she doesn't so it isnt.]

[but she's glad he's not fighting it anymore, at least not for the moment. momentously kissing him back like it'd be their last with her arms locking tightly around his neck]

[sawedoff]

[follows through with it, backing up into a tree as his hands work under her shirt, cold fingers on hot skin. when he does finally break away from the kiss it's with a stunned pant, tongue running over lip as he searches her face to make sure he's not the only one willing to get down and dirty in the middle of nowhere forest]

[pareidoll]

[equally stunned cause damn. relaxes against the tree for a moment and catches breath, looking up at him a bit flustered and impatient before wriggling arms out of her fat parka to let it drop. then her belt and the sword. get those most problematic bits out of the way and nearly hopping onto him as she drags him into another kiss.]

[sawedoff]

[hands working quick at his belt, tugging it and zippers open as he pushes into the kiss. her pants follow suit, and it's not in the same deliberately careful way he's usually so good about, instead shimmying them down over her hips as quick as possible before lifting her up to settle against his waist, there's no preamble as he fits against her with a buck of his hips]

[pareidoll]

[no room for sass talk or foreplay just a messy scramble of hot pants and anxious fingers. loops arm around a low hanging branch to help herself be pinned upwards a bit and hitches a breath into his mouth at the hiproll. takes his bottom lip between her teeth and scrambles one hand down fumble him into her, squeezing her legs around his waist as he does]

[sawedoff]

[moves a hand up to tangle at the base of her hair as he sinks into her with a stuttery groan, pulling her forward into a messy, teeth clashing kiss as he picks up a pace that's more self indulgent in its harshness than he'd usually allow]

[pareidoll]

[bark burn is in her future and she's into it.]

[lets out a surprised half gasp half moan into his mouth as he takes the lead. releasing the tree to wrap both arms around him and crush him against her, reaching back to dredge up the backs of his shirts, dragging her nails along the base of his spine]

[sawedoff]

[at least he was nice enough to leave her shirt on]

[a sharp intake of breath, skin prickling under her nails, mouth slipping off hers to drag lips and stubble over her cheek with fingers tightening in her hair, his movements against her are jagged and shallow because of the lack of space between their bodies]

[pareidoll]

[head wrenches back with another soft noise from the tug to her scalp. hips wriggle slightly counter to his just for some more friction, desperate for more even though he's already doing enough, eventually seating into a tight rhythm that makes up for the lack of trying to squeeze a hand between them]

[sawedoff]

[feels her trying to get some purchase with her wriggling and helps her along by pulling her off the bark just enough to adjust her angle, moving to support her with both his hands to make up for the disparity. it just so happens to give him enough room for broader strokes as well, inching her shoulders gradually up the tree with each roll of his hips and burying his face against her neck]

[pareidoll]

[cling on him tightens gradually, the fingers rested at the nape of his neck begins digging back in as they fall into a good niche that leaves her growing more vocal. side of her cheek presses into his hair half panting his name as he sends her over the edge.]

[sawedoff]

[lets one of her legs drop and pushes her back up against the tree to rock against her through it, groaning quiet against her collar until it's too much to hold off, pulling away in time to come with a choked gasp]

[pareidoll]

[grips on him release, but keeps arms laced around him basking in their cold but heated moment of afterglow. slowly finding proper footing after dismount, she feels a little shaky, and opts sinking against the tree just a little more to relax]

[sawedoff]

[pulls his pants back up and moves to pick hers up for her too since the fact that its balls cold is finally registering, keeping each other heated aside]

[kneels down to get her to step into them. still kind of catching his breath as he looks up]

You, uh. You ok?

[buddy? he's not used to this rough sex in the woods deal he's more of a candles and barry white in the bed kind of guy]

[pareidoll]

[neither is she. she needed a Moment to let that sink in.]

[sort of takes another for it to register what he's doing and steps into them before working them up. cracks half a smile]

Yeah. I'm fine. A little bark up my back, but not complaining.

[sawedoff]

Sorry. I didn't mean to go all He-Man on you, that's not usually...

[does he look ashamed. a little. yeah ok he does. his bad. it was an in the moment thing.]

[busies himself with picking up her parka and dusting some ground off it]