Skye was now sat next to Sam on the sofa, then asked quietly. 'Where's Dean?' Sam looked at her now, then said. 'He thinks trying to help you is insane.'
Skye chuckled. 'He has the right idea. Stay the hell away.'
Sam sighed now, then said quietly. 'What do you feel? Right now?' Skye raised an eyebrow, then said with a smirk. 'Lust, a hint of love... and like I wanna push you down on the sofa and screw you here and now.'
With a roll of his eyes, Sam told her. 'Other than that.'
Skye cocked her head, then got up, swinging a leg over his lap and sitting down on it, facing him, arms around his neck now. 'I feel something because of you.' she just said now, and felt her hands winding in his hair. Skye couldn't help herself now as she lent forwards and kissed his neck hungrily.
Sam sighed now, then said quietly. 'And this isn't helping you keep throwing yourself at me.'
Skye looked up and frowned now. 'I thought you liked me?' Sam sighed once more, then raised a hand to her face and said softly. 'I do. I really thought I wouldn't after all I did... but I do like you. And I know we can get your soul back.' Skye scowled, then sat up and said.
'My soul's gone.'
Sam chuckled, then said. 'That's what you think. But I think that it's still there, just a barrier around it that needs breaking down.'
Skye snorted. 'It'll never happen. You couldn't do anything to help back then, you can't now.'
Sam sighed now- he knew this girl... Skye, was going to be exactly how he had been like, and was prepared... but even he couldn't resist her sexy attitude and lithe body. Maybe old habits really did die hard.
Skye saw his weakness, then pushed him down onto his back, climbing on top of him and kissing his neck, going. 'And how are you going to "help me" when you can't resist me?' Sam sighed now, then said quietly as she undid his shirt, kissing his chest. 'I know you can feel, Kenna. Just try.'
'But why?'
Sam took her by surprise by flipping them over and pinning her down, going. 'Because you're better than this. I know it.'
'You've got alot of faith in a soulless bitch.'
'True, but someones gotta try and tame you.'
'Ooh, now who's getting kinky?'
'I didn't mean it like that.'
'Of course you didn't (!) Only the fact you screwed me for six hours straight one night. That reason enough?'
'I didn't even-'
'Know what you were doing? Well you acted pretty genuine to me! Plus the very realistic sound effect.'
'Kenna... I don't even know what I did when I lost my soul.'
Skye smirked now, then raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist. 'I'll show you if you'd like.' Sam groaned, then closed his eyes. 'Kenna...' but she just wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him hungrily. Sam groaned, then said half heartedly. 'Skye...' but she just finished undoing his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders and Sam gave up fighting her and kissed her back, hands pulling of her shirt and kissing her neck, undoing her jeans and throwing them aside, picking her up, legs still around his waist, he pushed her down onto the bed now, and Skye chuckled.
'I liked you better when you were soulless.'
Sam raised an eyebrow. 'Oh yeah?'
Skye growled into his chest now, hands going down his back.
'Oh yeah.'
Sam sighed now, Skye asleep in his arms, her face peaceful for the first time he'd seen it. She'd got one thing right though- he did feel something for her... a deep burning feeling in his chest that made him feel very protective of this soulless girl. Maybe his soulless self had formed some sort of bond with her... it wasn't love, not really, but it ran deeper than that.
She turned over in his arms now, moaning a little in her sleep. This was proof to Sam, that her walls surrounding her soul were falling, little by little- she was sleeping. He hadn't been able to...
Skye opened her eyes now, watching Sams expression and feeling his arms around her. There was that feeling again... that feeling, emotion she hadn't felt in... so long before she met Sam.
'What are you thinking?' She suddenly asked, and Sam looked down and said. 'Why a beautiful girl like you could run anyway from everything...'
Skye sat up now, then frowned. 'I don't run!' Sam raised an eyebrow. 'I may not remember much.. but I know that for sure.' Skye growled now, then got up, glaring at him, all feelings for him gone in a split second as she stood over him.
Sam stood up too, then said quietly to her. 'That's what it's all about? Isn't it?' Skyes eyes narrowed, and she pushed him onto the bed growling into his neck. Sam sighed. 'Sex isn't a painkiller Kenna... it just makes it worse. You might think it makes you feel better, giving in, but you're really running. Again.'
Skye snarled now. 'How do you know what I feel!'
Sam sighed, then pushed her away. 'I was like you once before. Remember?'
She didn't speak now, but Sam could feel her trying to get him to give in to her, but not this time. He got up, pushing her off onto the floor with a glare.
Sam sighed, then said quietly.
'I'm giving up with you already... you just don't want help.'
Skye watched him pull his clothes on now, then stayed sitting on the floor as he walked out.
But why did she want to run after him-?
Well... let the "help" begin. Sams gonna have a right job at this lmao! Next up soon! Reviews much loved! X Nic
