Dean Winchester

Literate Dean Winchester Writer, Wincest shipper. Profile pic credit to @poughkeep-sam

[eternalmemes]

Send “Do you love me?” for my muses reaction.

[ahellofateam]

[selfsaving]

AGGRESSION   //   SEXUAL  TENSION .

acts  that  could  be  aggressive   //   or  a  little  bit  sexy   //   or  both.                     send  a  symbol  from  your  muse  to  mine.  feel  free  to  combine  actions  or  add  specifics  even  when  it  doesn’t  ask  for  it   !     can  send  non - sexually  as  well.

THREATENING

🔪   //   put  a  knife  to  my  muse’s  throat .

🖐️   //   put  a  hand  around  my  muse’s  throat .

👕   //   slide  a  weapon  up  under  my  muse’s  shirt     (   can  specify   ) .

👔   //   grab  my  muse  by  the  collar   &   pull  them  closer .

🔒   //   lock  my  muse  in  a  room  alone  with  your  muse .

🗩   //   verbally  threaten  my  muse     (   please  specify   ) .

PINNING

🔙   //   push  my  muse  against  a  wall .

📌   //   pin  my  muse’s  wrists  above  their  head .

🔵   //   grab  my  muse  hard  enough  to  leave  a  bruise .

🔑   //   handcuff  my  muse .

➰   //   tie  my  muse  to  a  chair .

⭕   //   restrain  my  muse  with  an  item  of  clothing     (   please  specify   ) .

🚨   //   push  my  muse  to  the  ground   &   straddle  them .

📢   //   tell  my  muse   ‘  stop  squirming   !  ’ .

🔗   //   otherwise  restrain  my  muse     (   please  specify   ) .

LIGHTER

👀   //   grab  my  muse’s  jaw   &   direct  their  gaze  towards  yours .

⚡   //   tug  my  muse’s  hair .

⚠️   //   bite  my  muse     (   can  specify  where   ) .

😏   //   give  my  muse  a  hickey .

✂️   //   run  fingernails  over  my  muse’s  skin   &   scratch  them .

💦   //   cover  my  muse’s  mouth .

DARKER

💋   //   give  my  muse  a  kiss  that  draws  blood .

🗡️   //   cut  my  muse  with  a  knife     (   can  specify  where   ) .

💀   //   kidnap  my  muse .

😶   //   put  a  hand  over  my  muse’s  nose   &   mouth .

💥   //   tighten  something  around  my  muse’s  throat  that  restricts  their  blood - flow  /  oxygen  supply     (   please  specify   ) .

[ahellofateam]

// @poughkeep-sam can we do one??

[poughkeep-sam]

///OMG but what bout… Kiss muse to draw blood with demon Dean and queen girl Sam??????

[ahellofateam]

// fucking hell yes

[selfsaving]

AGGRESSION   //   SEXUAL  TENSION .

acts  that  could  be  aggressive   //   or  a  little  bit  sexy   //   or  both.                     send  a  symbol  from  your  muse  to  mine.  feel  free  to  combine  actions  or  add  specifics  even  when  it  doesn’t  ask  for  it   !     can  send  non - sexually  as  well.

THREATENING

🔪   //   put  a  knife  to  my  muse’s  throat .

🖐️   //   put  a  hand  around  my  muse’s  throat .

👕   //   slide  a  weapon  up  under  my  muse’s  shirt     (   can  specify   ) .

👔   //   grab  my  muse  by  the  collar   &   pull  them  closer .

🔒   //   lock  my  muse  in  a  room  alone  with  your  muse .

🗩   //   verbally  threaten  my  muse     (   please  specify   ) .

PINNING

🔙   //   push  my  muse  against  a  wall .

📌   //   pin  my  muse’s  wrists  above  their  head .

🔵   //   grab  my  muse  hard  enough  to  leave  a  bruise .

🔑   //   handcuff  my  muse .

➰   //   tie  my  muse  to  a  chair .

⭕   //   restrain  my  muse  with  an  item  of  clothing     (   please  specify   ) .

🚨   //   push  my  muse  to  the  ground   &   straddle  them .

📢   //   tell  my  muse   ‘  stop  squirming   !  ’ .

🔗   //   otherwise  restrain  my  muse     (   please  specify   ) .

LIGHTER

👀   //   grab  my  muse’s  jaw   &   direct  their  gaze  towards  yours .

⚡   //   tug  my  muse’s  hair .

⚠️   //   bite  my  muse     (   can  specify  where   ) .

😏   //   give  my  muse  a  hickey .

✂️   //   run  fingernails  over  my  muse’s  skin   &   scratch  them .

💦   //   cover  my  muse’s  mouth .

DARKER

💋   //   give  my  muse  a  kiss  that  draws  blood .

🗡️   //   cut  my  muse  with  a  knife     (   can  specify  where   ) .

💀   //   kidnap  my  muse .

😶   //   put  a  hand  over  my  muse’s  nose   &   mouth .

💥   //   tighten  something  around  my  muse’s  throat  that  restricts  their  blood - flow  /  oxygen  supply     (   please  specify   ) .

[ahellofateam]

// @poughkeep-sam can we do one??

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Oh I’m definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It’s more for me than for you honestly.”

If something happened to her he didn’t know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

“I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?”

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

“Trying? As if you haven’t shielded me my entire life. De, I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for your big brother senses. And… I do learn from the best, don’t I?”  When Dean lent up close to her face, she blushed again, this time fairly sure he would be able to feel the heat from her face only. Yet, Sam braced herself and swallowed down her other thoughts. “I mean, you should be glad I haven’t fled yet.” With a soft giggle, Sam tried to act out her awkwardness, hiding her forehead further in his neck.  “… Shut up. Or take me to the movies.” She mumled against his neck, not willing to pull away just yet. 

[ahellofateam]

A tiny half smile went over Dean’s lips as he nodded. “Yeah I guess you do, I dunno why you’re stroking my ego right now Sammy but I’m not complaining.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Oh sweetheart, as if I’d ever let you go.” He spoke, bringing out his Han Solo impression voice before laughing a little bit.

“Hmm, well option one isn’t gonna happen any time soon so I could take you to the movies, were you thinking about sitting in the back and making out?”

[poughkeep-sam]

“It’s what I do best. Besides, you whine if I don’t give you enough attention for a day, so… I’m makin’ sure my brother’s focused, not seeking attention out from someone else.” She chuckled, giving his neck one softer kiss at that.  Of course at the next words, her eyes widened, and she was pretty sure he could /feel/ how heated up she was from his words alone, that idiot. But, Sammy still pulled away, adjusting her hair enough so it’d fall and cover her face like a slight curtain, given she was red all over. “… Shut up.” She murmured, before looking away again.  Her eyes widened after a second, and she stared at Dean, jaw dropped, before shaking her head and letting out a nervous giggle, covering her mouth. “Would it be so bad?”

[ahellofateam]

He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from groaning at the kiss on his neck. This woman really knew how to get to him.

“Gotcha.”

He teased, a small smirk going over his lips before he slid an arm around her.

“Considering how you look right now Sammy, everything I’m thinking about you would be bad.”

[poughkeep-sam]

She couldn’t get away, not yet at least, and Dean’s arm around her bare back only added up to the friction. Sam’s gaze dropped for a second, she bit the inside of her left cheek, breathing even heavier after he spoke. Her lips twitched, brows knotted together. Slightly, suspiciously she looked up at him again, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “… You’re just saying that. You don’t need to flatter, De.” She’d lie if she said that Dean’s words didn’t had her heart stuttering, though. Did she really look okay, like this? She wasn’t sure anymore. 

[ahellofateam]

“I’m not just flattering you, you look completely stunning Sammy.”

He tilted up her chin, a half smile going over his lips. “Seriously I can’t think of one man in this room that doesn’t wanna be in my place. You look exquisite.”

He lightly stroked her hair for a moment.

“Seriously it’s taking all my energy not to pin you to the wall and kiss every inch of your body.”

[poughkeep-sam]

Her eyes were settled on the floor, but the crimson deepened when Sam heard his words. Eventually she was persuaded to look up, and fathomless green of Dean’s eyes got her absolutely, yet again. She swallowed harsher, one hand moving to grasp at the back of his neck.  “Lucky for you, I can’t think of a single person I’d rather have in your place in here. Besides, have you seen yourself? You make a good competition.” She leant up to the touch, before freezing, and her heart skipped a few beats at once, face brightening, lips pursing together. It sparked more, and Sam swallowed, before leaning up closer to claim his lips again, moving both hands to hold his face between them, deepening the kiss until she went breathless.  “I’m pretty sure there’s a quiet room somewhere.” Something twisted in her stomach, but it was an act, right? Here they weren’t just brother and sister. Here they could keep up the pretense, maybe she just wanted to see something, maybe. Maybe to see how far Dean could drag this act, one hand moving down his back to wrap around his waist, and her breath hitched. 

[ahellofateam]

Truthfully Dean was quite shocked by all of this. Was Sam messing with him? He couldn’t tell at this moment in time. If she was she was definitely doing it far too well for his liking.

“C'mon.”

He muttered, gently scooping up the young woman and carrying her into another room, thankfully no one else seemed to be in there.

“You feeling alright?”

[poughkeep-sam]

Too much. She felt that with Dean’s gestures and felt a pang of disgust in her throat, but decided to shake it, act it out and simply push through. It was nothing. Dean was playing with her, he’s always just playing with her. Sam mentally nearly slapped herself for this, and then nodded.  Being carried was somehow helpful, she lent on Dean’s arm lightly, before clenching one of her hands into a slight fist, nodding. Her face was all bright and stained with red, but she’ll manage.  “Yeah ━ I think. Sorry, just… My head. Maybe it’s the drinks, I might be dizzy.”  And it would be on Dean, for making her legs almost wobbly.  Act it out. 

[ahellofateam]

“Don’t be sorry, Sammy, don’t fake anything in front of me. Not while we’re alone.”

Dean ran his fingers through his messy hair as he gently played with her hair.

“Shove me back if I’m reading this wrong.”

He cupped her face, giving her a soft, light, gentle kiss.

[poughkeep-sam]

She never had to hide things, but this went beyond. She tried though, not too be too much on Dean, even while she casually was pretty intense when she was set on something. Dean’s voice was casually warming her up mentally, so Sammy nodded quietly, letting her hand unclench slowly. Her head moved into the touch, while she gave an approving hum to the affection.  Sam was only able to conteplate on the question right before their lips met again, and she closed her eyes, leaning right into this. Shove him back? She wouldn’t. She probably should, even while everything in her mind and body screamed not to. Sam gave in. She always gave in when it was about Dean.  So, her hand moved up his arm, before ruffling his hair, and she kissed back. So that was his answer now? “… You’re not.” She whispered against his lips, fluttering her eyes open to look at him again, before smiling lightly, shyly still. “When you said all that, I… Guess you just broke a dam.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Or just made you turn into the reddest woman in the universe.”

Dean teased, gently stroking her cheeks with his hands. They’d never fully been like siblings. The teasing had been there, the protectiveness had been there and yet everything else screamed complete and utter married couple.

“You’re welcome Sammy.”

He teased, a dorky smirk going over his pale lips.

[poughkeep-sam]

“… Same difference, honestly. I look like a mess, I can barely stand, thank you.”  She rolled her eyes and slowly made her way by the table, to lean her hips against it, breathing slowly. One shaky hand moved to run through the wavy strands of hair. The lines between them just blurred.  When Dean moved closer, she hooked her ankle around his calf and placed both hands on his chest. Before grabbing a handful of his tie to pull him closer. “You don’t want me to fake, then stop faking yourself.” There was a smile playing on her lips. 

[ahellofateam]

“Gladly.”

An almost animal like growl left his mouth as he claimed her lips with his, kissing every single inch of them. He’d dreamt of kissing her like this so many times.

His fingers went into her beautiful hair, lightly stroking it as he kissed her.

[poughkeep-sam]

It seemed not to take long to spark a flame in Dean again, for what Sam noted, and took absolutely all credit for. There was a grin playing on her lips, before it was claimed, and as Deam nibbled on her mouth, he knocked out a moan out of her. One that was muffled enough in the kiss, quiet enough too.

Of course, Sam’s hands shivered but she reached up to wrap them around his neck and pull even closer, scratching at the back of his head.

“Yeah, that’s more like it.” She grinned slyly, despite her face brightening.

[ahellofateam]

A small smirk went over Dean's lips as he rolled his eyes at her, cupping her face once more and giving her another long kiss, this one more gentle and loving than the previous one.

''Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?''

Dean asked after he pulled back, lightly resting his forehead against hers.

[ahellofateam]

// lowkey wanting to bring my Female Dean Winchester muse back.

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Oh I’m definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It’s more for me than for you honestly.”

If something happened to her he didn’t know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

“I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?”

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

“Trying? As if you haven’t shielded me my entire life. De, I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for your big brother senses. And… I do learn from the best, don’t I?”  When Dean lent up close to her face, she blushed again, this time fairly sure he would be able to feel the heat from her face only. Yet, Sam braced herself and swallowed down her other thoughts. “I mean, you should be glad I haven’t fled yet.” With a soft giggle, Sam tried to act out her awkwardness, hiding her forehead further in his neck.  “… Shut up. Or take me to the movies.” She mumled against his neck, not willing to pull away just yet. 

[ahellofateam]

A tiny half smile went over Dean’s lips as he nodded. “Yeah I guess you do, I dunno why you’re stroking my ego right now Sammy but I’m not complaining.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Oh sweetheart, as if I’d ever let you go.” He spoke, bringing out his Han Solo impression voice before laughing a little bit.

“Hmm, well option one isn’t gonna happen any time soon so I could take you to the movies, were you thinking about sitting in the back and making out?”

[poughkeep-sam]

“It’s what I do best. Besides, you whine if I don’t give you enough attention for a day, so… I’m makin’ sure my brother’s focused, not seeking attention out from someone else.” She chuckled, giving his neck one softer kiss at that.  Of course at the next words, her eyes widened, and she was pretty sure he could /feel/ how heated up she was from his words alone, that idiot. But, Sammy still pulled away, adjusting her hair enough so it’d fall and cover her face like a slight curtain, given she was red all over. “… Shut up.” She murmured, before looking away again.  Her eyes widened after a second, and she stared at Dean, jaw dropped, before shaking her head and letting out a nervous giggle, covering her mouth. “Would it be so bad?”

[ahellofateam]

He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from groaning at the kiss on his neck. This woman really knew how to get to him.

“Gotcha.”

He teased, a small smirk going over his lips before he slid an arm around her.

“Considering how you look right now Sammy, everything I’m thinking about you would be bad.”

[poughkeep-sam]

She couldn’t get away, not yet at least, and Dean’s arm around her bare back only added up to the friction. Sam’s gaze dropped for a second, she bit the inside of her left cheek, breathing even heavier after he spoke. Her lips twitched, brows knotted together. Slightly, suspiciously she looked up at him again, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “… You’re just saying that. You don’t need to flatter, De.” She’d lie if she said that Dean’s words didn’t had her heart stuttering, though. Did she really look okay, like this? She wasn’t sure anymore. 

[ahellofateam]

“I’m not just flattering you, you look completely stunning Sammy.”

He tilted up her chin, a half smile going over his lips. “Seriously I can’t think of one man in this room that doesn’t wanna be in my place. You look exquisite.”

He lightly stroked her hair for a moment.

“Seriously it’s taking all my energy not to pin you to the wall and kiss every inch of your body.”

[poughkeep-sam]

Her eyes were settled on the floor, but the crimson deepened when Sam heard his words. Eventually she was persuaded to look up, and fathomless green of Dean’s eyes got her absolutely, yet again. She swallowed harsher, one hand moving to grasp at the back of his neck.  “Lucky for you, I can’t think of a single person I’d rather have in your place in here. Besides, have you seen yourself? You make a good competition.” She leant up to the touch, before freezing, and her heart skipped a few beats at once, face brightening, lips pursing together. It sparked more, and Sam swallowed, before leaning up closer to claim his lips again, moving both hands to hold his face between them, deepening the kiss until she went breathless.  “I’m pretty sure there’s a quiet room somewhere.” Something twisted in her stomach, but it was an act, right? Here they weren’t just brother and sister. Here they could keep up the pretense, maybe she just wanted to see something, maybe. Maybe to see how far Dean could drag this act, one hand moving down his back to wrap around his waist, and her breath hitched. 

[ahellofateam]

Truthfully Dean was quite shocked by all of this. Was Sam messing with him? He couldn’t tell at this moment in time. If she was she was definitely doing it far too well for his liking.

“C'mon.”

He muttered, gently scooping up the young woman and carrying her into another room, thankfully no one else seemed to be in there.

“You feeling alright?”

[poughkeep-sam]

Too much. She felt that with Dean’s gestures and felt a pang of disgust in her throat, but decided to shake it, act it out and simply push through. It was nothing. Dean was playing with her, he’s always just playing with her. Sam mentally nearly slapped herself for this, and then nodded.  Being carried was somehow helpful, she lent on Dean’s arm lightly, before clenching one of her hands into a slight fist, nodding. Her face was all bright and stained with red, but she’ll manage.  “Yeah ━ I think. Sorry, just… My head. Maybe it’s the drinks, I might be dizzy.”  And it would be on Dean, for making her legs almost wobbly.  Act it out. 

[ahellofateam]

“Don’t be sorry, Sammy, don’t fake anything in front of me. Not while we’re alone.”

Dean ran his fingers through his messy hair as he gently played with her hair.

“Shove me back if I’m reading this wrong.”

He cupped her face, giving her a soft, light, gentle kiss.

[poughkeep-sam]

She never had to hide things, but this went beyond. She tried though, not too be too much on Dean, even while she casually was pretty intense when she was set on something. Dean’s voice was casually warming her up mentally, so Sammy nodded quietly, letting her hand unclench slowly. Her head moved into the touch, while she gave an approving hum to the affection.  Sam was only able to conteplate on the question right before their lips met again, and she closed her eyes, leaning right into this. Shove him back? She wouldn’t. She probably should, even while everything in her mind and body screamed not to. Sam gave in. She always gave in when it was about Dean.  So, her hand moved up his arm, before ruffling his hair, and she kissed back. So that was his answer now? “… You’re not.” She whispered against his lips, fluttering her eyes open to look at him again, before smiling lightly, shyly still. “When you said all that, I… Guess you just broke a dam.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Or just made you turn into the reddest woman in the universe.”

Dean teased, gently stroking her cheeks with his hands. They’d never fully been like siblings. The teasing had been there, the protectiveness had been there and yet everything else screamed complete and utter married couple.

“You’re welcome Sammy.”

He teased, a dorky smirk going over his pale lips.

[poughkeep-sam]

“… Same difference, honestly. I look like a mess, I can barely stand, thank you.”  She rolled her eyes and slowly made her way by the table, to lean her hips against it, breathing slowly. One shaky hand moved to run through the wavy strands of hair. The lines between them just blurred.  When Dean moved closer, she hooked her ankle around his calf and placed both hands on his chest. Before grabbing a handful of his tie to pull him closer. “You don’t want me to fake, then stop faking yourself.” There was a smile playing on her lips. 

[ahellofateam]

''Gladly.''

An almost animal like growl left his mouth as he claimed her lips with his, kissing every single inch of them. He'd dreamt of kissing her like this so many times.

His fingers went into her beautiful hair, lightly stroking it as he kissed her.

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Oh I’m definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It’s more for me than for you honestly.”

If something happened to her he didn’t know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

“I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?”

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

“Trying? As if you haven’t shielded me my entire life. De, I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for your big brother senses. And… I do learn from the best, don’t I?”  When Dean lent up close to her face, she blushed again, this time fairly sure he would be able to feel the heat from her face only. Yet, Sam braced herself and swallowed down her other thoughts. “I mean, you should be glad I haven’t fled yet.” With a soft giggle, Sam tried to act out her awkwardness, hiding her forehead further in his neck.  “… Shut up. Or take me to the movies.” She mumled against his neck, not willing to pull away just yet. 

[ahellofateam]

A tiny half smile went over Dean’s lips as he nodded. “Yeah I guess you do, I dunno why you’re stroking my ego right now Sammy but I’m not complaining.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Oh sweetheart, as if I’d ever let you go.” He spoke, bringing out his Han Solo impression voice before laughing a little bit.

“Hmm, well option one isn’t gonna happen any time soon so I could take you to the movies, were you thinking about sitting in the back and making out?”

[poughkeep-sam]

“It’s what I do best. Besides, you whine if I don’t give you enough attention for a day, so… I’m makin’ sure my brother’s focused, not seeking attention out from someone else.” She chuckled, giving his neck one softer kiss at that.  Of course at the next words, her eyes widened, and she was pretty sure he could /feel/ how heated up she was from his words alone, that idiot. But, Sammy still pulled away, adjusting her hair enough so it’d fall and cover her face like a slight curtain, given she was red all over. “… Shut up.” She murmured, before looking away again.  Her eyes widened after a second, and she stared at Dean, jaw dropped, before shaking her head and letting out a nervous giggle, covering her mouth. “Would it be so bad?”

[ahellofateam]

He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from groaning at the kiss on his neck. This woman really knew how to get to him.

“Gotcha.”

He teased, a small smirk going over his lips before he slid an arm around her.

“Considering how you look right now Sammy, everything I’m thinking about you would be bad.”

[poughkeep-sam]

She couldn’t get away, not yet at least, and Dean’s arm around her bare back only added up to the friction. Sam’s gaze dropped for a second, she bit the inside of her left cheek, breathing even heavier after he spoke. Her lips twitched, brows knotted together. Slightly, suspiciously she looked up at him again, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “… You’re just saying that. You don’t need to flatter, De.” She’d lie if she said that Dean’s words didn’t had her heart stuttering, though. Did she really look okay, like this? She wasn’t sure anymore. 

[ahellofateam]

“I’m not just flattering you, you look completely stunning Sammy.”

He tilted up her chin, a half smile going over his lips. “Seriously I can’t think of one man in this room that doesn’t wanna be in my place. You look exquisite.”

He lightly stroked her hair for a moment.

“Seriously it’s taking all my energy not to pin you to the wall and kiss every inch of your body.”

[poughkeep-sam]

Her eyes were settled on the floor, but the crimson deepened when Sam heard his words. Eventually she was persuaded to look up, and fathomless green of Dean’s eyes got her absolutely, yet again. She swallowed harsher, one hand moving to grasp at the back of his neck.  “Lucky for you, I can’t think of a single person I’d rather have in your place in here. Besides, have you seen yourself? You make a good competition.” She leant up to the touch, before freezing, and her heart skipped a few beats at once, face brightening, lips pursing together. It sparked more, and Sam swallowed, before leaning up closer to claim his lips again, moving both hands to hold his face between them, deepening the kiss until she went breathless.  “I’m pretty sure there’s a quiet room somewhere.” Something twisted in her stomach, but it was an act, right? Here they weren’t just brother and sister. Here they could keep up the pretense, maybe she just wanted to see something, maybe. Maybe to see how far Dean could drag this act, one hand moving down his back to wrap around his waist, and her breath hitched. 

[ahellofateam]

Truthfully Dean was quite shocked by all of this. Was Sam messing with him? He couldn’t tell at this moment in time. If she was she was definitely doing it far too well for his liking.

“C'mon.”

He muttered, gently scooping up the young woman and carrying her into another room, thankfully no one else seemed to be in there.

“You feeling alright?”

[poughkeep-sam]

Too much. She felt that with Dean’s gestures and felt a pang of disgust in her throat, but decided to shake it, act it out and simply push through. It was nothing. Dean was playing with her, he’s always just playing with her. Sam mentally nearly slapped herself for this, and then nodded.  Being carried was somehow helpful, she lent on Dean’s arm lightly, before clenching one of her hands into a slight fist, nodding. Her face was all bright and stained with red, but she’ll manage.  “Yeah ━ I think. Sorry, just… My head. Maybe it’s the drinks, I might be dizzy.”  And it would be on Dean, for making her legs almost wobbly.  Act it out. 

[ahellofateam]

“Don’t be sorry, Sammy, don’t fake anything in front of me. Not while we’re alone.”

Dean ran his fingers through his messy hair as he gently played with her hair.

“Shove me back if I’m reading this wrong.”

He cupped her face, giving her a soft, light, gentle kiss.

[poughkeep-sam]

She never had to hide things, but this went beyond. She tried though, not too be too much on Dean, even while she casually was pretty intense when she was set on something. Dean’s voice was casually warming her up mentally, so Sammy nodded quietly, letting her hand unclench slowly. Her head moved into the touch, while she gave an approving hum to the affection.  Sam was only able to conteplate on the question right before their lips met again, and she closed her eyes, leaning right into this. Shove him back? She wouldn’t. She probably should, even while everything in her mind and body screamed not to. Sam gave in. She always gave in when it was about Dean.  So, her hand moved up his arm, before ruffling his hair, and she kissed back. So that was his answer now? “… You’re not.” She whispered against his lips, fluttering her eyes open to look at him again, before smiling lightly, shyly still. “When you said all that, I… Guess you just broke a dam.” 

[ahellofateam]

''Or just made you turn into the reddest woman in the universe.''

Dean teased, gently stroking her cheeks with his hands. They'd never fully been like siblings. The teasing had been there, the protectiveness had been there and yet everything else screamed complete and utter married couple.

''You're welcome Sammy.''

He teased, a dorky smirk going over his pale lips.

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Oh I’m definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It’s more for me than for you honestly.”

If something happened to her he didn’t know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

“I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?”

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

“Trying? As if you haven’t shielded me my entire life. De, I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for your big brother senses. And… I do learn from the best, don’t I?”  When Dean lent up close to her face, she blushed again, this time fairly sure he would be able to feel the heat from her face only. Yet, Sam braced herself and swallowed down her other thoughts. “I mean, you should be glad I haven’t fled yet.” With a soft giggle, Sam tried to act out her awkwardness, hiding her forehead further in his neck.  “… Shut up. Or take me to the movies.” She mumled against his neck, not willing to pull away just yet. 

[ahellofateam]

A tiny half smile went over Dean’s lips as he nodded. “Yeah I guess you do, I dunno why you’re stroking my ego right now Sammy but I’m not complaining.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Oh sweetheart, as if I’d ever let you go.” He spoke, bringing out his Han Solo impression voice before laughing a little bit.

“Hmm, well option one isn’t gonna happen any time soon so I could take you to the movies, were you thinking about sitting in the back and making out?”

[poughkeep-sam]

“It’s what I do best. Besides, you whine if I don’t give you enough attention for a day, so… I’m makin’ sure my brother’s focused, not seeking attention out from someone else.” She chuckled, giving his neck one softer kiss at that.  Of course at the next words, her eyes widened, and she was pretty sure he could /feel/ how heated up she was from his words alone, that idiot. But, Sammy still pulled away, adjusting her hair enough so it’d fall and cover her face like a slight curtain, given she was red all over. “… Shut up.” She murmured, before looking away again.  Her eyes widened after a second, and she stared at Dean, jaw dropped, before shaking her head and letting out a nervous giggle, covering her mouth. “Would it be so bad?”

[ahellofateam]

He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from groaning at the kiss on his neck. This woman really knew how to get to him.

“Gotcha.”

He teased, a small smirk going over his lips before he slid an arm around her.

“Considering how you look right now Sammy, everything I’m thinking about you would be bad.”

[poughkeep-sam]

She couldn’t get away, not yet at least, and Dean’s arm around her bare back only added up to the friction. Sam’s gaze dropped for a second, she bit the inside of her left cheek, breathing even heavier after he spoke. Her lips twitched, brows knotted together. Slightly, suspiciously she looked up at him again, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “… You’re just saying that. You don’t need to flatter, De.” She’d lie if she said that Dean’s words didn’t had her heart stuttering, though. Did she really look okay, like this? She wasn’t sure anymore. 

[ahellofateam]

“I’m not just flattering you, you look completely stunning Sammy.”

He tilted up her chin, a half smile going over his lips. “Seriously I can’t think of one man in this room that doesn’t wanna be in my place. You look exquisite.”

He lightly stroked her hair for a moment.

“Seriously it’s taking all my energy not to pin you to the wall and kiss every inch of your body.”

[poughkeep-sam]

Her eyes were settled on the floor, but the crimson deepened when Sam heard his words. Eventually she was persuaded to look up, and fathomless green of Dean’s eyes got her absolutely, yet again. She swallowed harsher, one hand moving to grasp at the back of his neck.  “Lucky for you, I can’t think of a single person I’d rather have in your place in here. Besides, have you seen yourself? You make a good competition.” She leant up to the touch, before freezing, and her heart skipped a few beats at once, face brightening, lips pursing together. It sparked more, and Sam swallowed, before leaning up closer to claim his lips again, moving both hands to hold his face between them, deepening the kiss until she went breathless.  “I’m pretty sure there’s a quiet room somewhere.” Something twisted in her stomach, but it was an act, right? Here they weren’t just brother and sister. Here they could keep up the pretense, maybe she just wanted to see something, maybe. Maybe to see how far Dean could drag this act, one hand moving down his back to wrap around his waist, and her breath hitched. 

[ahellofateam]

Truthfully Dean was quite shocked by all of this. Was Sam messing with him? He couldn’t tell at this moment in time. If she was she was definitely doing it far too well for his liking.

“C'mon.”

He muttered, gently scooping up the young woman and carrying her into another room, thankfully no one else seemed to be in there.

“You feeling alright?”

[poughkeep-sam]

Too much. She felt that with Dean’s gestures and felt a pang of disgust in her throat, but decided to shake it, act it out and simply push through. It was nothing. Dean was playing with her, he’s always just playing with her. Sam mentally nearly slapped herself for this, and then nodded.  Being carried was somehow helpful, she lent on Dean’s arm lightly, before clenching one of her hands into a slight fist, nodding. Her face was all bright and stained with red, but she’ll manage.  “Yeah ━ I think. Sorry, just… My head. Maybe it’s the drinks, I might be dizzy.”  And it would be on Dean, for making her legs almost wobbly.  Act it out. 

[ahellofateam]

''Don't be sorry, Sammy, don't fake anything in front of me. Not while we're alone.''

Dean ran his fingers through his messy hair as he gently played with her hair.

''Shove me back if I'm reading this wrong.''

He cupped her face, giving her a soft, light, gentle kiss.

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Oh I’m definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It’s more for me than for you honestly.”

If something happened to her he didn’t know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

“I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?”

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

“Trying? As if you haven’t shielded me my entire life. De, I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for your big brother senses. And… I do learn from the best, don’t I?”  When Dean lent up close to her face, she blushed again, this time fairly sure he would be able to feel the heat from her face only. Yet, Sam braced herself and swallowed down her other thoughts. “I mean, you should be glad I haven’t fled yet.” With a soft giggle, Sam tried to act out her awkwardness, hiding her forehead further in his neck.  “… Shut up. Or take me to the movies.” She mumled against his neck, not willing to pull away just yet. 

[ahellofateam]

A tiny half smile went over Dean’s lips as he nodded. “Yeah I guess you do, I dunno why you’re stroking my ego right now Sammy but I’m not complaining.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Oh sweetheart, as if I’d ever let you go.” He spoke, bringing out his Han Solo impression voice before laughing a little bit.

“Hmm, well option one isn’t gonna happen any time soon so I could take you to the movies, were you thinking about sitting in the back and making out?”

[poughkeep-sam]

“It’s what I do best. Besides, you whine if I don’t give you enough attention for a day, so… I’m makin’ sure my brother’s focused, not seeking attention out from someone else.” She chuckled, giving his neck one softer kiss at that.  Of course at the next words, her eyes widened, and she was pretty sure he could /feel/ how heated up she was from his words alone, that idiot. But, Sammy still pulled away, adjusting her hair enough so it’d fall and cover her face like a slight curtain, given she was red all over. “… Shut up.” She murmured, before looking away again.  Her eyes widened after a second, and she stared at Dean, jaw dropped, before shaking her head and letting out a nervous giggle, covering her mouth. “Would it be so bad?”

[ahellofateam]

He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from groaning at the kiss on his neck. This woman really knew how to get to him.

“Gotcha.”

He teased, a small smirk going over his lips before he slid an arm around her.

“Considering how you look right now Sammy, everything I’m thinking about you would be bad.”

[poughkeep-sam]

She couldn’t get away, not yet at least, and Dean’s arm around her bare back only added up to the friction. Sam’s gaze dropped for a second, she bit the inside of her left cheek, breathing even heavier after he spoke. Her lips twitched, brows knotted together. Slightly, suspiciously she looked up at him again, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “… You’re just saying that. You don’t need to flatter, De.” She’d lie if she said that Dean’s words didn’t had her heart stuttering, though. Did she really look okay, like this? She wasn’t sure anymore. 

[ahellofateam]

“I’m not just flattering you, you look completely stunning Sammy.”

He tilted up her chin, a half smile going over his lips. “Seriously I can’t think of one man in this room that doesn’t wanna be in my place. You look exquisite.”

He lightly stroked her hair for a moment.

“Seriously it’s taking all my energy not to pin you to the wall and kiss every inch of your body.”

[poughkeep-sam]

Her eyes were settled on the floor, but the crimson deepened when Sam heard his words. Eventually she was persuaded to look up, and fathomless green of Dean’s eyes got her absolutely, yet again. She swallowed harsher, one hand moving to grasp at the back of his neck.  “Lucky for you, I can’t think of a single person I’d rather have in your place in here. Besides, have you seen yourself? You make a good competition.” She leant up to the touch, before freezing, and her heart skipped a few beats at once, face brightening, lips pursing together. It sparked more, and Sam swallowed, before leaning up closer to claim his lips again, moving both hands to hold his face between them, deepening the kiss until she went breathless.  “I’m pretty sure there’s a quiet room somewhere.” Something twisted in her stomach, but it was an act, right? Here they weren’t just brother and sister. Here they could keep up the pretense, maybe she just wanted to see something, maybe. Maybe to see how far Dean could drag this act, one hand moving down his back to wrap around his waist, and her breath hitched. 

[ahellofateam]

Truthfully Dean was quite shocked by all of this. Was Sam messing with him? He couldn't tell at this moment in time. If she was she was definitely doing it far too well for his liking.

''C'mon.''

He muttered, gently scooping up the young woman and carrying her into another room, thankfully no one else seemed to be in there.

''You feeling alright?''

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Oh I’m definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It’s more for me than for you honestly.”

If something happened to her he didn’t know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

“I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?”

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

“Trying? As if you haven’t shielded me my entire life. De, I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for your big brother senses. And… I do learn from the best, don’t I?”  When Dean lent up close to her face, she blushed again, this time fairly sure he would be able to feel the heat from her face only. Yet, Sam braced herself and swallowed down her other thoughts. “I mean, you should be glad I haven’t fled yet.” With a soft giggle, Sam tried to act out her awkwardness, hiding her forehead further in his neck.  “… Shut up. Or take me to the movies.” She mumled against his neck, not willing to pull away just yet. 

[ahellofateam]

A tiny half smile went over Dean’s lips as he nodded. “Yeah I guess you do, I dunno why you’re stroking my ego right now Sammy but I’m not complaining.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Oh sweetheart, as if I’d ever let you go.” He spoke, bringing out his Han Solo impression voice before laughing a little bit.

“Hmm, well option one isn’t gonna happen any time soon so I could take you to the movies, were you thinking about sitting in the back and making out?”

[poughkeep-sam]

“It’s what I do best. Besides, you whine if I don’t give you enough attention for a day, so… I’m makin’ sure my brother’s focused, not seeking attention out from someone else.” She chuckled, giving his neck one softer kiss at that.  Of course at the next words, her eyes widened, and she was pretty sure he could /feel/ how heated up she was from his words alone, that idiot. But, Sammy still pulled away, adjusting her hair enough so it’d fall and cover her face like a slight curtain, given she was red all over. “… Shut up.” She murmured, before looking away again.  Her eyes widened after a second, and she stared at Dean, jaw dropped, before shaking her head and letting out a nervous giggle, covering her mouth. “Would it be so bad?”

[ahellofateam]

He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from groaning at the kiss on his neck. This woman really knew how to get to him.

“Gotcha.”

He teased, a small smirk going over his lips before he slid an arm around her.

“Considering how you look right now Sammy, everything I’m thinking about you would be bad.”

[poughkeep-sam]

She couldn’t get away, not yet at least, and Dean’s arm around her bare back only added up to the friction. Sam’s gaze dropped for a second, she bit the inside of her left cheek, breathing even heavier after he spoke. Her lips twitched, brows knotted together. Slightly, suspiciously she looked up at him again, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “… You’re just saying that. You don’t need to flatter, De.” She’d lie if she said that Dean’s words didn’t had her heart stuttering, though. Did she really look okay, like this? She wasn’t sure anymore. 

[ahellofateam]

''I'm not just flattering you, you look completely stunning Sammy.''

He tilted up her chin, a half smile going over his lips. ''Seriously I can't think of one man in this room that doesn't wanna be in my place. You look exquisite.''

He lightly stroked her hair for a moment.

''Seriously it's taking all my energy not to pin you to the wall and kiss every inch of your body.''

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Oh I’m definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It’s more for me than for you honestly.”

If something happened to her he didn’t know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

“I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?”

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

“Trying? As if you haven’t shielded me my entire life. De, I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for your big brother senses. And… I do learn from the best, don’t I?”  When Dean lent up close to her face, she blushed again, this time fairly sure he would be able to feel the heat from her face only. Yet, Sam braced herself and swallowed down her other thoughts. “I mean, you should be glad I haven’t fled yet.” With a soft giggle, Sam tried to act out her awkwardness, hiding her forehead further in his neck.  “… Shut up. Or take me to the movies.” She mumled against his neck, not willing to pull away just yet. 

[ahellofateam]

A tiny half smile went over Dean’s lips as he nodded. “Yeah I guess you do, I dunno why you’re stroking my ego right now Sammy but I’m not complaining.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “Oh sweetheart, as if I’d ever let you go.” He spoke, bringing out his Han Solo impression voice before laughing a little bit.

“Hmm, well option one isn’t gonna happen any time soon so I could take you to the movies, were you thinking about sitting in the back and making out?”

[poughkeep-sam]

“It’s what I do best. Besides, you whine if I don’t give you enough attention for a day, so… I’m makin’ sure my brother’s focused, not seeking attention out from someone else.” She chuckled, giving his neck one softer kiss at that.  Of course at the next words, her eyes widened, and she was pretty sure he could /feel/ how heated up she was from his words alone, that idiot. But, Sammy still pulled away, adjusting her hair enough so it’d fall and cover her face like a slight curtain, given she was red all over. “… Shut up.” She murmured, before looking away again.  Her eyes widened after a second, and she stared at Dean, jaw dropped, before shaking her head and letting out a nervous giggle, covering her mouth. “Would it be so bad?”

[ahellofateam]

He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from groaning at the kiss on his neck. This woman really knew how to get to him.

''Gotcha.''

He teased, a small smirk going over his lips before he slid an arm around her.

''Considering how you look right now Sammy, everything I'm thinking about you would be bad.''

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

“Oh I’m definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It’s more for me than for you honestly.”

If something happened to her he didn’t know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

“I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?”

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

“Trying? As if you haven’t shielded me my entire life. De, I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for your big brother senses. And… I do learn from the best, don’t I?”  When Dean lent up close to her face, she blushed again, this time fairly sure he would be able to feel the heat from her face only. Yet, Sam braced herself and swallowed down her other thoughts. “I mean, you should be glad I haven’t fled yet.” With a soft giggle, Sam tried to act out her awkwardness, hiding her forehead further in his neck.  “… Shut up. Or take me to the movies.” She mumled against his neck, not willing to pull away just yet. 

[ahellofateam]

A tiny half smile went over Dean's lips as he nodded. ''Yeah I guess you do, I dunno why you're stroking my ego right now Sammy but I'm not complaining.''

He rolled his eyes at her. ''Oh sweetheart, as if I'd ever let you go.'' He spoke, bringing out his Han Solo impression voice before laughing a little bit.

''Hmm, well option one isn't gonna happen any time soon so I could take you to the movies, were you thinking about sitting in the back and making out?''

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

“Well, you’re my responsibility.”

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

“Probably about another half hour, just so they don’t get suspicious.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“You know I’m also plenty capable of fending for myself, don’t you?”  Her brow arched up, and eventually, Sam rolled her eyes, before moving to place one kiss down his jaw, and the other on his neck, before burying her face in the crook of his neck entirely, moving closer while they danced with no music around. And for once, Sam didn’t care.  “… I can manage that, but you also owe me. Let’s get some air later, it’s beautiful here, but tends to get suffocating with… All folks starin’.” 

[ahellofateam]

''Oh I'm definitely aware of that, I just like trying to protect you. It's more for me than for you honestly.''

If something happened to her he didn't know what he would do. She was his world and always had been. That was just their dynamic. A soft chuckle left his lips at her next words.

''I also owe you? What exactly did you have in mind for that?''

He asked, moving his lips right next to her ear.

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

“You’re making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.”

He chuckled a little as he realised she’d gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

“Mhm, you know you love it Princess.”

[poughkeep-sam]

“Sometimes you definitely act like one, am I really that wrong? You know I’m right. But I like that about you.”

She hummed again, happier now, grasping a handful of his suit, before moving her hand further up to scratch at the nape of his neck.

“Well, you are the funniest man I know, De. Do you suppose we’d need to stay here for long?”

[ahellofateam]

''Well, you're my responsibility.''

Dean replied, a small smile going over his face, he had barely even noticed that the music had stopped right now but the onlookers were probably definitely buying the whole couple thing.

''Probably about another half hour, just so they don't get suspicious.''

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

“Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.”

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

“Yeah well. There’s only one lady I’m interested in here.”

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If I did, you’d probably end up tryin’ to fight them.”  They danced together slowly, and Sammy hummed along to Frank Sinatra’s music playing from the stage nearby, her head gently leaning by Dean’s. Her face brightened with deep red again, and she hugged him tighter with her arm.  “Such a flirt. Glad your humor’s still in tact.” 

[ahellofateam]

''You're making me sound like a jealous husband Sammy kins.''

He chuckled a little as he realised she'd gone red, well that was quite something at least. He gently moved his lips to her forehead, letting them linger there as they danced.

''Mhm, you know you love it Princess.''

[poughkeep-sam]

It was quite hard to blend in on a usual day, Sam knew that much. She had her ways of making usual errands around town without dragging too much attention  — luckily, her and Dean were people that were known in only rather secluded spaces. They really, really valued their privacy. That helped Sam enough. Yet you cannot really stay in the dark, not for long, when you work alongside mafia, supernatural creatures and rich, wealthy men that dealt all kinds of weapon.  Although she did not expect to be asked to pose as Dean’s partner like this on a party. They rarely went to those — usually only if it was essentially important or artificial for them to get a claim on something pricy, or drag information out after drinks. Today was about the latter, Dean needed specific intel about a nest that only lately started prowling around their area. He had brought Sam a new, satin dress in a color she had found best  — Green. Dress was flared under the top, reaching her mid-calves. Her back was left without cover, and yet.. She felt more than beautiful in it.  It would be a horrible mistake to say no.  “Can you see them?” Sam asked, her arms wrapped around Dean’s one he held in front of her, and she leant lightly onto his side, looking around. No one here really knew them, they only heard of their last name, which was cover enough. Sam shivered at the amount of people dressed up fancy inside, and gripped Dean’s arm tighter, trying to hold still. “They can’t be too far. Do you remember how any of them looked like? Should we separate and look?”  @ahellofateam​

[ahellofateam]

“Mm?”

Dean’s mind had switched completely off, just gazing at the way she looked in the dress. Incredible. The way it hugged her body. All the other women here were obviously going to be very envious of her.

“Did you say something?”

He could’ve sworn he heard her say something to him but he wasn’t quite sure at this moment in time.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as Dean asked about her own words, Sam frowned, and within seconds, she rolled her eyes, using her free hand to swat at his arm. “Are you even listening, Dean?” With a sigh, Sam moved to put some free strands of hair behind her ear, while Dean led them to the empty table. 

“Don’t get too carried away, we only just got here, okay? What are you even thinking about right now? Focus!” Sam nudged him on the arm with her own bare elbow and frowned, turning to face her brother. When she did, Sam reached out to fix his tie properly yet again, before smoothing it.  “… I already feel like we’re being observed. Ugh. Promise me to get this done fast?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean snapped himself out of the weird trance he’d gone into before nodding.

“Yeah, be careful and stay close. ”

He glanced around the room for a moment. Thankfully this didn’t look like it would take too long but it had to be done. God he only hoped that everything would go okay. Dean barely trusted anyone let alone these creeps. In fact she was probably the only one he’d ever trusted.

He lightly cupped her face, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, playing up for those that were watching them.

[poughkeep-sam]

“I could say the same to you. Try not to get yourself in trouble.”  Her smirk only noted how people around them seemed to pry their gazes on them. Sam closed her eyes for a moment, arms loosely moving to hang around Dean’s neck, and she pulled herself closer, before leaning down. Dean anticipated, and Sam was slightly shaken  — she always hated all kinds of parties. Especially with this, so many people, staring them both up and down.  Sammy flushed under the affection and her lips curled upwards lightly, she leant up to him, giving him a hug.  “Don’t make me wait too long. I’ll try to see around here.”

[ahellofateam]

“Okay.”

Dean nodded, gently taking one of her hands and kissing it before moving away and heading into another room to find the group of men he’d been meant to be meeting. Truthfully he wasn’t sure if this was an ambush or they just wouldn’t turn up. Yet he knew he had to at least try.

Sam could take care of herself. He knew that much and yet he couldn’t stop himself from worrying about her as he spoke with the group.

[poughkeep-sam]

Soon as her hand got kissed, Sam’s smile brightened easily, and she gave a nod, squeezing his own hand, until Dean left, leaving her in this open dancefloor. Eyes on her, but she needed some time off.  Sam observed as Dean disappeared from her view, moving upstairs. She turned over, adjusted her dress and moved to the clean bar, ordering some champagne for a starter. She needed something, but only something light for now. It wasn’t even long until she could tell that a few men already wanted to walk her way, so Sam only downed half the glass soon as she got it, and braced herself to talk them off. But, still, she needed to conversate and check which one of them could be tied to the nest they were seeking.

[ahellofateam]

It wasn’t long before Dean was finished and he made his way back into the other room. Noticing the men he narrowed his eyes for a moment, walking over to Sam as quickly as possible, grabbing her into his arms and dipping her into a kiss.

Playing up. Yup, playing up for the whole case thing. It would be possibly easy to tell from here. Anyway, she was here as his ‘date’ and the other men needed to back the hell off.

[poughkeep-sam]

Eventually there was a crowd around her, and Sam was trying her best to keep herself quite protected, but it was harder now. Some men tried to grope her over the arms, and Sam would’ve spilled the rest of her champagne on a slightly taller brunette ━ if it wasn’t for Dean coming back to help her out.  Feeling her lips pressed up against Dean’s warm and plush ones, she simply melted in and pulled closer, draping both arms around his neck to kiss him right back. Sam played along, one of her hands ruffled his hair, before she pulled back and pursed her lips together.  “Thanks.” She whispered, relieved, but also flushing completely. Dean was just acting out a part in here, so people won’t act suspicious, but she felt the very disturbing flutters, again. “… I need another drink. You?” 

[ahellofateam]

Dean couldn’t stop himself from blushing a tiny bit as well. He nodded, gently pulling her back up into a standing position. They’d done a lot of couple like stuff before to play up to others but they’d never exactly kissed like that.

“Yeah uh.. another drink.”

He nodded again, moving over to a new tray of drinks and taking two glasses full of champagne before offering her one.

‘You doing alright?“

[poughkeep-sam]

Her lips tingled slightly, and Sam reached her free hand up to her lips, gently tracing fingertips over her bottom lip with a light smile. It was new, but she had to act out right now. To keep the pretence, because they were doing it solely for the coverage, right? Dean was just a professional, she supposed, and her hand fell back down. She was overthinking, again, instead of focusing on the task at hand.  Her hand soon grabbed lightly the champagne, and the brunette smiled, drinking one third almost at once.  “.. Yeah, I’d say so. I still hate parties, and nearly had to knock one folk out, how about you? Did you find ‘em?” 

[ahellofateam]

He narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought of someone making her want to knock them out and debated going back into the group of men to find that fucker and put a bullet through his skull

“Yeah, swiped a curse bag from him.”

He whispered, thankfully it had seemed to be the only bag there.

“He’s just.. napping now.”

Napping was Dean code for having knocked the asshole out.

[poughkeep-sam]

While listening, her eyes moved across the room, making sure no one else was staring too badly at the two of them. She already felt defensive after what happened before, but at least now she wasn’t completely on her own.  “Okay… Alright, good. That was fast, still.” And of course Sam knew how to fend for herself, but she still felt safer with Dean around her. Her hand held onto his forearm, and she nooded. Eventually, her smirk widened when she heard Sinatra, and moved her face to Dean, sparkly eyes. To upkeep the act, and also make herself feel good, Her arm slid around his neck, and her face moved inches from his ear. “How ‘bout you take me to the dance floor? Can’t have a dress on if you ain’t gonna dance with me.”

[ahellofateam]

“You know, if that’s an issue, you could just take the dress off then?”

Dean gave her a flirty look, people had been nearing them again so he had decided it was time to make a flirty comment towards her.

“Alright, c'mon.”

He gently took her hand, pulling her towards the dance floor, one hand going to her waist as he took the other, interlocking his fingers with hers.

[poughkeep-sam]

“If you’re gonna make comments like that, I can always ask someone else.”  She teased back, but both of them knew she wouldn’t dare to do that, she only ever felt comfortable in Dean’s arms like that, and it wouldn’t be the first time she wanted him to dance with her. “Besides, I don’t feel like being the main attraction here. ‘M already yours.”  One arm she kept around his neck, the other squeezed his hand, and she leant up close, starting to sway slowly, pressed up close against his warmth and absorbing it. “I can sense ever so many ladies staring at ya.”

[ahellofateam]

''Go ahead sweetheart, I dare ya.''

Dean winked at her before laughing a little, swaying to the music as well.

''Yeah well. There's only one lady I'm interested in here.''

Had she even looked at herself whilst she was here? Completely and utterly stunning.