The Ghost (New Version)


Chapter: Eleven

Warning-the second half of this chapter is Lemons. Sweet lemons but lemons none-the-less.

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"Why don't you beg me and then tell me how to love you like anybody else, would. I know you're risking failure. Run for cover. You better start to love her so much it hurts. Yeah"- Evensblue

Sam and Dean had taken to doing something that they hadn't done in years. They started getting separate rooms. Why? The answer was simple. Dean was starting to get uncomfortable with: a.) the way that Sam and Liss always seemed to be staring into each others eyes. It was a little to heated for Dean to be comfortable in the same bedroom. And b.) Dean did not like the way Liss eyed him when he ended up with another girl at another stop on the road.

Sam had argued at first. A part of him liked having his brother in the same room. Part of it was habbit and part of it was the fact that Sam felt safer with Dean in the room with him. Two hunters were better than one. Then, Sam stopped and thought about the idea of being alone in the room with Liss and he decided that it was actually a pretty good idea to be alone.

"Dude," said Dean to Sam while liss was in the washroom with the shower going.


"You guys haven't, you know," Dean raised his eyebrows and moved his hands. "Yet have you?"

"Dean," Sam shook his head.

"You haven't. Why not?"

"Dean why are we talking about this."

"Because its obvious that the girl wants you. What's stopping you."

"She's innocent okay?" Sam near yelled. Then he calmed himself and lowered his voice so that Liss wouldn't hear them. "Look, she comes from a different time. She is used to marriage and love and...not having sex."

"So? That doesn't mean she doesn't want to. I've seen how she looks at you," Said Dean. Sam shifted his weight from one foot to another.

"Dean she's attached to me. For forever. Till death do we part. I don't want anything to happen between us that will make that forever turn into a bad thing. I want to be with her. I love her, I just..."

"Look Sam. Liss and I talk," said Dean. Sam raised an eyebrow. "Okay not all the time, its not like we are buddy buddy or anything but we talk."

"About what?"

"About you mostly."

"That's nice to know." Sam crossed his arms around his chest.

"Oh don't get your panties in a twist," Dean huffed. "Look, you know how cranky I...people get when they don't...give into their urges once and a while right?"

"What's your point Dean?"

"My point, Sam, is that she has been waiting 300 years. 300 years dude. She hasn't been able to touch or taste, caress or feel. She hasn't had anything. She has been a ghost in every way possible except that she was alive the entire time."

In the bathroom the water turned off. Dean glanced at the door.

"Look I'm going to go," he said. "Just know that she loves you and I don't think that giving into the chemistry that you both feel could ever be an issue." Dean grabbed his duffel and walked to the door. "Besides, you're a Winchester, its not like it won't be a great first time for her."

Sam shook his head and Dean left.

"Is everything okay?" asked Liss stepping out of the bathroom wrapped up in nothing but a towel.

"Yeah..." Sam felt his throat go dry as his eyes fell upon her body. He swallowed and cleared his throat. "Everything is fine."

"Oh, good." Liss walked over to her bed and sat down. There were two beds in the room. Sometimes they slept in the same bed but lately Sam had been finding it to much of a temptations holding her in his arms so he had taken to sleeping a bed away. Liss hadn't complained so he figured she didn't care. "Cuz I thought you two were arguing about something."

Sam knew that Liss hated when people fought. She was a peacful girl. She reminded him of a doe in the woods especially with he big eyes.

"No, we were just talking and got loud." Sam went over to his bed and turned around to face the other way so that Liss could change her clothing. He felt a hand on his shoulder a moment later. He looked up. Liss was still in her towel her long hair still damp and framed her face.

She leaned down and kissed him softly, nothing more than a peck. Then she pulled back and looked in his eyes. he didn't know what she saw, but she turned away and went back to her side of the room.


"Yes?" he voice hitched. She was Sad. Sam got up.

"Liss, what's wrong?"

"I..." She started, then shook her head.

"Liss what is it?" He gathered her into his arms holding her on his lap.

"Its just," she looked down at her lap. "You say you love me...and the other night you touched me, but its like I burn you. You never want to come near me unless its to comfort or protect me."

"What are you talking about?" He raised his head to get a better look at her.

"Its like you love me, but you can't stand to touch me. You're always holding yourself back."

"I'm holding myself back for you."

"I don't want you to hold back, I want you Sam." She buried her face against his shirt. "I love you."

Something broke inside Sam then. The will power that had been keeping his raging hormones in check every second that he was around her, finally faded. He took her chin in his hands and tilted it upwards kissing her. She kissed him back. He was careful to be gentle with her. This was her first time, later they could explore passionate embraces.

He layed her down on the bed infront of himself and looked her in the eyes. He didn't have to ask if she was sure. He could see it in her face, in her eyes.

She watched him with intensity as his hands went to the towel that was wrapped around her torso. He pulled it away from her body and let his eyes roam down her smooth skin. Her breasts peaked under his scrutiny. He bent his head down and kissed he mouth his hands sliding over her skin. She trembled against him, but it was with passion not fear. Sam kissed his way down the column of her neck and then lower.

Liss let out a throaty moan which shook Sam to his very foundation as his mouth closed over one tight tip. His hands slipped in between her legs as his mouth continued to pleasure her breast. "Sam!" she shouted as his fingers entered into her slick heat.

Sam was throbbing already. All her could think about was being inside her. Deep inside her. But that had to wait, he was determined to make her come before he even entered her. Expertly he moved his fingers against her centre. Her hips moved, writhed against the covers.

"Sam whats happening?" she asked and then her world shattered into bliss.

"Put your legs around me," Sam ordered gently. Liss hesitated then obeyed.

"Trust me."

"I do."

"This may hurt a little. You know why?" He kissed her.

"Yes, I know why. My body has to break to make room for you."

"I love you."

"I love you too." He kissed her and she closed her eyes as he trust forward. She let out a small strangled sound. It hurt, partially because it was her first time and partially because Sam was a lot for her body to make room for. Sam have her a moment to adjust.

"You okay?" He asked. He was dying in the stillness. His mind was crazy and fireworks were going off inside him. She nodded. "Good." He kissed away one small tear which has slipped out of her eye. Then he started moving. At first it felt strange for Liss, she felt full, complete but very very different. Then it started to feel good.

She shattered again and Sam followed.


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