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[ooc: Set several hours after this thing that we started a long friggin time ago. Should have gotten this up sooner.]

It had been a long drive from Smallville to wherever it was they were now. Honestly, Lana hadn't been paying attention. There had been a little talking in the car, but she had mostly listened to whatever conversation was going on, fiddled with her phone or iPod...or watched Sam from the corner of her eye. She couldn't exactly put her finger on it, but there was something very familiar about him, like she'd met him somewhere before. But if she had, she was sure she would have remembered him.

Now they were all settling into their rooms. As she expected, Chloe was wholly set on sharing a room with Dean instead of her. Hopefully there wouldn't be too much noise filtering in from the other side of the wall.

Lana set her bag on one of the beds and sat beside it, starting to pull off her shoes and make herself comfortable.

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Lana pulled out of the kiss just long enough to gently bite his bottom lip, nails scrapping lightly down his chest, then kissed him again. She would stop this before they did something she knew at least she would regret.

...right?

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him as he stood up, shifting them from the chair to sitting on the bed that was next to them. It was less confined. He could move better. And there wasn't a hard back so he was able to slouch down a bit, letting his kisses leave her lips and trail to her neck.

It was just kissing. That was all it was. No harm in that.

... right?

She bit her lip in an effort to silence the soft whimper that insisted on coming out anyway. It had been so long since anyone had touched her like this. She didn't want it to stop.

But it had to.

"Sam..." His name came out breathy and full of desire. She blinked several times and swallowed, still trying to get control of herself. She was finally able to move her hands to gently lift his head again. "Sam," she said, her voice just barely more firm than before, "we really should stop..."

He was panting when she lifted his head up. he blinked, clearing the smoky desire out of his eyes and looked at her in confusion a moment before he licked his lips and nodded.

"Yeah... we probably should..."

But all he could think about now was kissing her. his body just wanted to be close to her. Nothing more... but nothing less.

Her expression was apologetic. "It's not that I want to stop..." Her fingers slipped through his hair again. "I don't...it's just..." She looked embarrassed now. "It's been a long time...and I'm afraid I'll go farther than I intend."

"I don't want you to go... any further than you're... comfortable with." He closed his eyes and leaned his head against her shoulder.

She closed her eyes. "I guess..." Deep breath. "I guess as long as our clothes stay on...and no one's back hits the bed..."

"We'll need to go to sleep eventually..." Sam pointed out, his hands wrapping around her and just holding her close.

"Yeah..." Another slow, deep breath. Her head was finally starting to clear. "You really don't want to let me go, do you?"

"Not really. Not that I'm looking for anything. Just... nice to be held sometimes."

That made her smile. "Yeah, it is." She wrapped her arms around him more firmly, letting her body lean just a little more against his. "You can hold me as long as you want."

"Good. Because it's a long week we have ahead of us." He leaned back to smile at her.

She smiled back at him, then looked down at the bed. "You know it is possible for two people to sleep in the same bed without anything happening..."

"I'm well aware of that. I share a bed with my brother sometimes..."

Sam blinked and sat up a bit. "I mean... oh god..." He ducked his head, his face turning red.

She couldn't help but laugh at that. Not that she would have thought anything of it, it was just his reaction...

"It's okay, Sam. Don't be embarrassed."

"You don't know how many times over the years we've been confused as a couple because of that. And not to mention the one time where Dean was 19 and I was 15... we got lucky the manager didn't call a social worker for me."

"Well, I know you're not, so don't worry."

"Good."

He smiled, then let his hands slowly move away so she could get out of his lap.

She kissed his cheek before sliding off to the side of him. Not that she wanted to move away from him, of course. In fact, the covers she was burying herself under were on his bed, not hers. When she'd talked about sleeping together, in the literal sense and not the sexual, she'd been very serious.

He chuckled, noticing that. He went and turned the overhead lights off as he took his overshirt off, then sat on the other bed to remove his shoes and jeans.

She almost felt bad about watching him. But not really. The view wasn't bad, even in the dark, and it's not like he was trying to hide...

"See something you like?" he teased, knowing she was watching. He tended to know when people were paying attention to him, even in the dark.

That brought a grin to her face. "You could say that..."

"I think it might be safer for us both then if I stay in this bed..."

"Aw..." Lana was disappointed. She might even be pouting a little. She wanted to fall asleep in his arms.

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