something in the orange, spn [ 2 ]

025. psychic town

Larissa is currently asleep in the motel bed, Libby asleep next to her.

"Lissy." She's woken up by a whisper and a soft poking to her shoulder. "Lissy." She lets out a quiet groan, turning her head to see Sam in workout. "Hey. Hey, you, uh... you wanna go biking? Or for a run?"

"What?" Larissa looks at the clock. "It's 6 in the fucking morning."

"Yeah." Sam nods. Larissa focuses her tired gaze on him and looks at him like he's insane. Though, Sam doesn't see the major problem with it.

"Samuel." Larissa says, tiredly looking up at him.

"Ye-yeah?" He asks, nervousness now in his tone, and he shuffles back a bit.

"If you ever wake me up before 9 AM again for unimportant reasons -- such as exercising -- I will shoot you in the dick... and then the head." Larissa states.

"Got it. Understood." Sam nods.

"Good." Larissa whispers. "Now, you go be a crazy person and have fun. I'm going back to sleep with your sane daughter." She drops her head back onto the pillow, shutting her eyes.

Sam lets out a short chuckle before leaning down and kissing her on the head.

"I'll be back in, like, an hour." Sam tells her.

Larissa waves him off, letting out incoherent words. Sam kisses Libby on the head before leaving.

+++

It's been a week since Sam and Dean have been separate from each other. Natalie and Sam keep in touch, though she and Jacob stick back at the cabin with Bobby mostly. Sam and Larissa get to their motel room after dinner. Natalie and Jacob are in town so they're watching Libby for the night.

"So... wanna watch a movie or something?" Sam asks.

"You wanna talk about yours and Dean's avoidance?" Larissa asks.

"Nope. I'm good." Sam says.

"Sam..." Larissa starts, walking closer to him.

"Look, I'm mad. But I don't want to talk about it." Sam says.

"Okay, fine." Larissa drops the subject. "Besides, this isn't a super uncommon thing. I will be super worried, though, if you and Natty ever have a sibling break up. But, uh... given no siblings, no kids... I can think of an activity we could do."

"What?" Sam asks.

Larissa smirks and leans up, connecting her lips with his. She wraps her arms around his neck, Sam's hands going to her back. They continue to make out, backing up a bit and Larissa's legs hit the end of the bed.

"Mm. Are you-- are you sure? Are you ready?" Sam asks.

"Only one way to find out." Larissa mumbles against his lips. "If I'm not ready, I'll stop. I promise."

"I don't wanna force anything." Sam whispers, his hand cupping the side of her face as their kissing becomes rougher.

"You're not. I'm okay." Larissa assures, kissing him back. Larissa lets out a muffled moan before detaching from Sam's lips and moving her lips to his neck, sucking on his skin. Sam lets out a small moan, one hand tangling in Larissa's hair, gently tugging on it. Larissa continues to nibble on his neck for a few moments.

Suddenly Sam's hand smacks Larissa's head making her flinch.

"Ow!" She yells out, pulling away from him, giving him a 'what the hell' look.

"Shit. I am so sorry." Sam looks at her with wide eyes.

"Dude, what the fuck?" Larissa asks, rubbing her head.