joannabethwinchester:

bad-for-business:

Sam breathed in her scent as she buried her face in him, strawberries, like always. He laughed with her, but as she spoke he completely broke, and laughed far too loud for the late night. He grinned and tried to catch his breath, bending down to kiss her.

The lightness made his stomach loosen, and his mind clear. Moments like these made his realize how lucky he was, tickling and kissing the woman he loved. He steadied his hands, pressing his body to hers, not pushing, just kissing her lovingly. He lifted his hand to her cheek, and pulled away to wink. 

“Lets just…” Sam didn’t say anything else, he just grinned, scooting her up on the couch so her legs were stretched out in front of her. He sat, lifting her legs onto his, and pulled her close, kissing her.

Jo wrapped her arms around his neck loosely, kissing him back lightly. Her heart felt like it was gonna burst. She smiled against his lips, biting his bottom lip playfully. She gave him another peck as her hands played with his hair.

“Mmmm let’s just do this,” Jo replied, kissing him again softly. She shivered from the cold leather and lack of clothing. It was freezing, how women did this every night she didn’t know.

“Do you have a sweatshirt or something?” she asked with a smile against his lips, “it’s cold.”

Sam lifted her legs from his, and stood walking quickly to his desk, and pulling his zip up hoodie from the back of his chair. He walked back over and handed it to her, watching her put it on, before resuming his place.

He kissed her again, wrapping his hand in his long hair, but moved to take it out of the hair style it was in, letting it fall around her shoulders. He leaned back and smiled at the sight before him. He kissed her face, her cheeks, jaw, forehead, before placing his mouth back on hers. 

“I love you,” he said softly against her lips. He looked into her eyes, reading her expression. 

(via theblondewiththekid)

joannabethwinchester:

bad-for-business:

Kisses and giggles broke out all around, Sam’s face held a huge smile as he watched Jo laugh. She kissed him, then snorted into it, he pulled away to let out a loud laugh before hoisting her up over his shoulder.

“Alright you!” He said loudly before tossing her gently onto the couch. His eyes darkened, but it was very obviously sarcastic. He moved to hover over her, biting his lip, but just before he was over he completely he attacked her sides with his hands again. “I don’t know about you, but this? This is fun,” He laughed loudly, watching her laugh. 

Jo wiggled, letting out loud laughter mixed in with snorting. Her back arched up trying to get out of his grasp unsuccessfully. “Baby,” she laughed finally able to sit herself up. She kept laughing though, shaking her head.

She glanced down at her now seeming ridiculous outfit and burst out laughing again. She leaned in and buried her face into his chest still laughing at how silly this all seemed.

“What if I asked you to tutor me in math and asked if you could add your dick to my pussy?” Jo asked with a big grin before laughing again.

Sam breathed in her scent as she buried her face in him, strawberries, like always. He laughed with her, but as she spoke he completely broke, and laughed far too loud for the late night. He grinned and tried to catch his breath, bending down to kiss her.

The lightness made his stomach loosen, and his mind clear. Moments like these made his realize how lucky he was, tickling and kissing the woman he loved. He steadied his hands, pressing his body to hers, not pushing, just kissing her lovingly. He lifted his hand to her cheek, and pulled away to wink. 

“Lets just…” Sam didn’t say anything else, he just grinned, scooting her up on the couch so her legs were stretched out in front of her. He sat, lifting her legs onto his, and pulled her close, kissing her.

(via theblondewiththekid)

theblondewiththekid:

bad-for-business:

With a bemused smile Sam watched as Jo tried to hold back laughter, he face reddened slightly and Sam couldn’t help but bring his hand to her face to brush it along her cheek. He kissed her nose before standing straighter, getting back into this slightly silly persona he was trying to get into. He put a smirk back on his face, but his eyes widened as Jo’s hand found the bulge that had grown in his pants.

He groaned quietly, and watched her face before leaning down and kissing her hard, running his tongue along her lip. With every intention of doing so Sam’s hands found her hips, but they ran up along her side and dug into her ribs slightly; tickling her. He continued to kiss her, a smile lighting his face as he did. 

Jo broke away from the kiss bursting out laughing as he tickled her. She bent over as he tickled harder. Her face was lighting up with laughter as she finally was able to remove his hands from her sides.

“No babe, sex. Teacher, student. Hot sex,” Jo said trying to keep a straight face as she stood back up before nodding to herself again. She reached up, silently laughing inside as her hands grasped his neck.

She leaned up and kissed him lightly before starting to laugh into the kiss. She shook her head trying to reassure him she was okay. “I’m fine,” she assured against his lips with a grin. 

As she started to kiss him again, she heard a door close in the hallway and that set her off again causing her to snort into their kiss. She broke away, holding her mouth to keep from full on laughing.

Kisses and giggles broke out all around, Sam’s face held a huge smile as he watched Jo laugh. She kissed him, then snorted into it, he pulled away to let out a loud laugh before hoisting her up over his shoulder.

“Alright you!” He said loudly before tossing her gently onto the couch. His eyes darkened, but it was very obviously sarcastic. He moved to hover over her, biting his lip, but just before he was over he completely he attacked her sides with his hands again. “I don’t know about you, but this? This is fun,” He laughed loudly, watching her laugh. 

theblondewiththekid:

bad-for-business:

Sam allowed the kiss, a smirk on his face, and after a moment he leaned in to kiss her again. While he was enjoying this new idea more than anything he just wanted to kiss her. The kiss was very soft, her bottom lip resting between both of his. When he pulled away he raised his eyebrows at her suggestively and grinned, his smile not quite matching the look in his eye.

“What subject are we talkin’ about here?” His lips grazed her ear as he spoke soft and low. He kept his face there and placed his hands on her hips firmly. 

Jo thought for a moment. She hadn’t really thought they’d get passed him ripping her clothes off. Her fingers on her free hand curled around the belt buckles of his jeans. She tugged at his pants absently, trying not to break this sexy character she was trying to portray.

“Chemistry. I’m curious about reactions professor,” she replied, licking her lips again. She felt giggles rise in her stomach and forced them back down. One slipped out and she rubbed her lips together to keep from laughing.

“Like what would happen if I touched you here,” Jo said, her voice clearly trying to hold back laughter as she moved her hand from his neck down to the crotch of his jeans.

With a bemused smile Sam watched as Jo tried to hold back laughter, he face reddened slightly and Sam couldn’t help but bring his hand to her face to brush it along her cheek. He kissed her nose before standing straighter, getting back into this slightly silly persona he was trying to get into. He put a smirk back on his face, but his eyes widened as Jo’s hand found the bulge that had grown in his pants.

He groaned quietly, and watched her face before leaning down and kissing her hard, running his tongue along her lip. With every intention of doing so Sam’s hands found her hips, but they ran up along her side and dug into her ribs slightly; tickling her. He continued to kiss her, a smile lighting his face as he did. 

joannabethwinchester:

bad-for-business:

Sam was grinning at Jo but his face immediately twisted into confusion at her words. He laughed slightly, but ten seconds later he was completely silent. He gulped, and his eyes fell along Jo. He licked his lips, a nervous habit, and looked outside his window, even though all the blinds were closed. He stood, and walked over to Jo, his face was a mixture between lust and embarrassment. While so many people hope for this sort of greeting from their girlfriend Sam didn’t know how to react.

Figuring it was best to play along and see how things went he leaned over her, his heart beating unusually fast.

Looking into her brown eyes with a curious expression, with his voice shaking oddly, he said, “Well you know it wouldn’t be fair of me,” his voice became steadier as he spoke, taking on a husky tone that his own ears were unused to, “to hand out grades, it up to you what grade you get.” He smirked, not sure what he was doing, but curious about the outcome of his latest words. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip absentmindedly. 

In a moment of impulse he leaned forward, not touching her, aside from his hands on her back tilting her upward, and held his lips just over hers. He let his breath fall across her lips before moving to the side of her face, and laying one kiss on the edge of her jaw, just below her ear. He stood up after that and took one long step backward, looking her up and down once again, shaking his head in disbelief. He bit his lip, and looked back at her with a dark look in his eye.

Jo pouted her lips slightly, still shivering from his lack of attention. She stepped towards him, slipping out of her heels so she appeared even tinier before him. She pushed him back against his desk, her eyes wandering up to his frame slowly as her fingers walked up the buttons of his shirt.

Her eyes finally reached his face and she licked her lips lightly. A hand moved to his neck, caressing it softly. “What if I need you to show me professor? I think I need a private lesson,” she whispered before standing on her tiptoes. She moved in closer and let her lips softly graze his.

Sam allowed the kiss, a smirk on his face, and after a moment he leaned in to kiss her again. While he was enjoying this new idea more than anything he just wanted to kiss her. The kiss was very soft, her bottom lip resting between both of his. When he pulled away he raised his eyebrows at her suggestively and grinned, his smile not quite matching the look in his eye.

“What subject are we talkin’ about here?” His lips grazed her ear as he spoke soft and low. He kept his face there and placed his hands on her hips firmly. 

(via joannabethwinchester)

theblondewiththekid:

 bad-for-business:

Sam was working late, like he did every few days when things just started to pile up. He had the home office, but once he got back to the house he rarely wanted to hide away and work, so he was sitting at his desk pouring over papers. He had given a research assignment to one of his classes, the due date had been two weeks previous and he still hadn’t returned them. Since that was always something that bothered him in high school, when he was there, and college, he felt terrible leaving his students without their work.

Since his desktop was on he logged online and sent Jo a message letting her know he left his phone at home, and would be home late. He got lost in his thoughts, then lost in work, and when he finally looked at his clock it was just after nine. He rubbed his face tiredly, and started stuffing things haphazardly into his large briefcase. Just as he was getting up to leave he heard a light knock on his office door.

“Come in,” he replied, and turn back toward his desk to look at his clock, his face was bewildered wondering who would be on campus, let alone in his building knocking on his office door, after nine. The only logical person would be Jo, when he turned back toward the door there Jo was.

Jo had spent the entire day writing since her mom had picked Hannah up shortly after Sam went to work. It was a spur of the moment visit with Hannah wanting to go and play with Gampa since Mommy was ‘no fun’ that day. So she’d called her mom and almost too eagerly Ellen picked Hannah up for an over-night visit to Grandma’s.

She’d finished her second read-through of her finished chapters and had actually started a new one. Before she knew it was nine o’clock and Sam still wasn’t home. She checked her messages and found his. After letting out a sigh, she finally decided she’d just drag him home. He loved his students and sometimes devoted too much of himself to them. That thought gave Jo an idea which brought a grin to her face. It took her awhile to find what she’d been looking for but after ten minutes she was changed (this). She put on the longest trenchcoat she could find then headed out.

She drove quickly to the campus and parked right in front. Campus after dark gave her the chills which was in her purse, she grasped her father’s knife even though if she were to be caught with it she’d probably get arrested. But luckily she made to his building, nodding at the security guard.

She made her way to Sam’s office and knocked on the door. She heard his voice and smiled before opening it up.

“I just had a question Professor,” Jo said with a mock serious tone as she walked in. She shut the door behind her and leaned against it, pouting her lips slightly.

“What would it take to get an ‘A’ in one of your hard classes?” Jo asked, biting her lip as she untied the trenchcoat and let it drop to the floor.

Sam was grinning at Jo but his face immediately twisted into confusion at her words. He laughed slightly, but ten seconds later he was completely silent. He gulped, and his eyes fell along Jo. He licked his lips, a nervous habit, and looked outside his window, even though all the blinds were closed. He stood, and walked over to Jo, his face was a mixture between lust and embarrassment. While so many people hope for this sort of greeting from their girlfriend Sam didn’t know how to react.

Figuring it was best to play along and see how things went he leaned over her, his heart beating unusually fast.

Looking into her brown eyes with a curious expression, with his voice shaking oddly, he said, “Well you know it wouldn’t be fair of me,” his voice became steadier as he spoke, taking on a husky tone that his own ears were unused to, “to hand out grades, it up to you what grade you get.” He smirked, not sure what he was doing, but curious about the outcome of his latest words. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip absentmindedly. 

In a moment of impulse he leaned forward, not touching her, aside from his hands on her back tilting her upward, and held his lips just over hers. He let his breath fall across her lips before moving to the side of her face, and laying one kiss on the edge of her jaw, just below her ear. He stood up after that and took one long step backward, looking her up and down once again, shaking his head in disbelief. He bit his lip, and looked back at her with a dark look in his eye.

Sam was working late, like he did every few days when things just started to pile up. He had the home office, but once he got back to the house he rarely wanted to hide away and work, so he was sitting at his desk pouring over papers. He had given a research assignment to one of his classes, the due date had been two weeks previous and he still hadn’t returned them. Since that was always something that bothered him in high school, when he was there, and college, he felt terrible leaving his students without their work.

Since his desktop was on he logged online and sent Jo a message letting her know he left his phone at home, and would be home late. He got lost in his thoughts, then lost in work, and when he finally looked at his clock it was just after nine. He rubbed his face tiredly, and started stuffing things haphazardly into his large briefcase. Just as he was getting up to leave he heard a light knock on his office door.

“Come in,” he replied, and turn back toward his desk to look at his clock, his face was bewildered wondering who would be on campus, let alone in his building knocking on his office door, after nine. The only logical person would be Jo, when he turned back toward the door there Jo was.