#swinchstr

she gives in to his sweet temptations, kissed so delicately and yet with such passion and fervor that it feels for a moment as though the world has stopped around them. what she'd done to prompt such an act of affection, bianca was unaware, and yet now, she had no care in the world for anything but sam. the feeling of his lips was not foreign to her, and still to this day he could kiss her and it'd feel like that very first time. the smell of his strong cologne filled her nose and she drew it in, gladly, riding a euphoric – like high whilst being enveloped into his powerful arms. and even when their lips inevitably came to part, her eyes shone brightly with a light reserved only for him. for sam. “  miss me, любимый¹ ?  ”

YOU’VE NEVER BEEN A PATIENT WOMAN,   AND MORE OFTEN THAN NOT,   IT GETS THE BETTER OF YOU.   they’ve been cooped up in the motel room for most of the day,   rain tormenting the otherwise pitiful small - town they currently found themselves in.   bianca must’ve scrolled through the twenty channels on the television about a hundred times already,   for lack of better entertainment,   while sam was doing what he did best.   eventually she’s gotten enough,   and the blonde rises from the bed and brings herself to the desk to where he’d sat for hours on end now.     ❛❛   hey.   ❜❜     she’s already leaned over him,   arms wound around sam’s shoulders and bianca presses a kiss to his temple.     ❛❛   i vote you take a break,   hmm?   ❜❜

" well we're not going with your idea because that almost got us both killed last time and i, for one, am not interested in crawling my way back out of hell a second time. "

sms ; s. winchester.   define safe sms ; s. winchester.   im definitely home sms ; s. winchester.   i do think i have a concussion sms ; s. winchester.   yknow normal stuff sms ; s. winchester.   thanks for checking tho     @swinchstr.

     love u back!