"Hey, you want something to eat?" Angel asked, sticking his head around the corner.
"Um, yeah," Faith replied, looking at her phone. "In a sec."
"No, no, I'll get it."
Faith chuckled to herself, then pulled out her phone. She squinted, tilting her head as she looked at the day. Something about today...
She flipped the phone open and sent Sam a message.
"You suck, love you, you loserface."
Sam & Dean
Sam's phone beeped as it received a message, and he struggled to get it out of his pocket.
"Girlfriend?" Dean's eyebrows rose.
"...Yeah, actually," Sam's eyebrows rose as he finally checked his phone.
There was a moment of silence as he read it, then chuckled.
"What?" Dean asked.
"Nothing," Sam shook his head, "I think she misses us."
"I like how you said 'us'," Dean smirked, "she probably misses the sex."
Sam gave him a glare, not even bothering to dignify that with a response. Instead, he just texted back.
"But it's better when you do it. Love you too, stupid."
Faith
Faith grinned as her phone went off and she lifted it from the cushion beside her. She flipped it open and smirked when she read the message.
"Yeah, I'm pretty good with my mouth. Also with other things, but... you know... you're not getting any of that right now."
Sam
"I know and it makes me sad. Sad to the bone. R. How are you?"
Faith
"Dirty puppy... go take a cold shower. Am... pining for you. Crying every day. Yep. How are you?"
Faith snorted slightly.
Sam
"Can't. In the car. Also crying on a daily basis. Or rather, howling. Yep. Sad. Dean wears ear plugs now because I wail so loud."
Faith
"Beat you, as Angel is now deaf - even with vampiric hearing - from my loud cries of pain, as if am being whipped/tortured in a not fun way. So, am more upset than you."
Sam
"Evidently. Guess we will have to change that. Can't have you too upset. But if Angel is deaf, does that mean I can sneak in without him knowing?"
Faith
"But why would you be sneaking in? I mean, all you'd find is me. Alone. In bed. Possibly naked."
Sam
"But what if I want to bring some questionable items with? That Angel might not approve of?"
Faith
"Then surely, I would have to hire a bodyguard? Someone to help protect me from you and your intentions. PS. What kind of 'questionable' items?"
Sam
"I didn't say YOU wouldn't approve of them, did I?"
Faith
"Oh, I see. So, what if I were willing to let you do whatever you wanted to me? Would that fit in with your plans?"
Sam
"I would think so, yes. Although some minor screams wouldn't hurt."
Faith
"Well, that's up to you to try and get that response, isn't it? I'm not really much of a screamer... unless you know which buttons to push."
Sam
"You don't think we've been through that already?"
Faith
"Maybe I went and found myself some new buttons... ones you'll have to learn about."
Sam
"I look forward to 'pressing' them. But I might need... guidance."
Faith
"I would be more than happy to help you on your way. I'd also give you further incentive to get it right, too."
Sam
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
Faith
Faith grinned wickedly.
"I'd ride you at a gallop until your knees buckled and you popped like warm champagne. And you know what I'd do to you if I were there now?"
Faith and Tru
"Tru's here?" Faith looked surprised as she glanced up at Sam.
"I wonder if she's engaged yet... wait, she's worried?"
~*~*~*~
Tru was on her way to the gym.
Faith
Faith grinned, her tongue poking out a little as she replied.
"I'd make sure you and I were in the backseat of the car, and carefully, quietly, I would unzip your jeans and slide my mouth around you, looking up to watch you try to be quiet while Dean drove along..."
Sam & Dean
Sam's eyebrows rose, and he shifted in his seat blushing.
"What?" Dean raised an eyebrow, giving his brother a glance.
"Nothing," Sam insisted, "she's just... telling me about this show on tv right now."
"As long as he doesn't get jealous, I'm sure I could take it."
Faith
Faith giggled to herself, just so sure that Sam was blushing right now.
"Even if I held your hips down so you had no control, and took you all the way into my mouth, tongue swirling hotly around you?"
Sam
Sam's eyebrows rose.
"I'm a big boy, Faith. You sure you could handle me?"
Faith
"Samwise, haven't I proved that I can handle whatever you decide to throw my way? Swallow it all, just like a good girl."
Sam
"I was speaking purely from a size point of view. I mean, you're just a little girl and I'm a... sasquatch?"
Faith
"If I wanted to, I could take control. Hold you down with one hand and have my way with you."
Sam
"Oh I know. Boy do I know. I miss you."
Faith
"Miss you too, loserface. And seeing as you're not here and I'm not there, I'm thinking I may have to sleep today away in depression, or spend the whole day touching myself in not-safe-for-work ways. Send you incredibly dirty photos to make you blush."
Sam
"I vote the latter. There's no reason we should both suffer :)"
Faith
"Wow, this is the first time you've ever been up for Faith-made porn. Missing me that much?"
Sam
"Maybe I am, stupid."
Faith
"You say the sweetest things, you know that? :P ... maybe you don't deserve naked-Faith. Have you been a good boy?"
Sam
"Should I have?"
Faith
"Well, not really. Have more fun with the bad boys, actually."
Sam
"Good, because I've been very bad. Very, very bad. No Santa this year, nuh ah."
Faith
"Do bad boys get kisses under mistletoe?"
Sam
"I don't think it's invitation-only somehow."
Faith
"Should we go in different directions in December then? So I can't be tempted by you?"
Sam
"But temptation is bad. So by proxy, good. Right?"
Faith
"You're tricky. Slippery."
Sam
"And you're just plain wet, right?"
Faith
":P wanna see?"
Sam
"Of course I do. What kind of investgator would I be without asking for proof?"
Faith
"A pretty lame one... alright then, incoming."
And with that, she snapped a photo and sent it to him.
Dean & Sam
Hearing the picture message ringtone, Dean leant over and snatched the phone out of his brother's hand.
"Hey!" Sam protested.
"Whoo!" Dean exclaimed with a grin, finding it hard to keep an eye on the road, "now that's what I'm talking 'bout."
Sam managed to snatch it back without much of a fight, glaring at him.
"That was uncalled for."
"Nothing I haven't seen, bro."
Sam huffed, then quickly texted her back.
"Dean saw it. He snatched it out of my hands while he was driving. Jerk."
Faith
Faith snickered to herself, then typed Sam a reply.
"It's alright, I suppose he's seen it before anyway. Did you guys have an accident? I imagine I could stop traffic..."
Sam
"Dean is a pretty good driver. I imagine if he'd flashed it out the window it'd be a different story."
Faith
"Ha, well, lucky that didn't happen then. So apart from him seeing my photo, how are you guys going?"
Sam
"Stalled a bit on the current job right now, but we're getting there. Bit more research to do yet."
Faith
"You're kind of sexy when you're all researchy."
Sam
"And you're just sexy non stop."
Faith
"Loserface. Anyway, I'm going to let you be all nerditron, and I'll talk to you soon, hopefully."
Sam
"Ok. Talk later, stupid."