[and as 'he' becomes 'she', Sam's at Lucifer's bared chest, teeth and tongue teasing softly...
...Until her hair brushes near her face and she's suddenly, warmly aware that something between her legs is noticeably absent.
There's a distinctly feminine yelp as Sam shoots up in shock, scrambling backwards until she falls in a decidedly unladlylike sprawl off the bed.] HOLY SHIT!
no subject
...Until her hair brushes near her face and she's suddenly, warmly aware that something between her legs is noticeably absent.
There's a distinctly feminine yelp as Sam shoots up in shock, scrambling backwards until she falls in a decidedly unladlylike sprawl off the bed.] HOLY SHIT!