Intruder - Sam (Smut)

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I'm writing this inspired by the season 10, episode 22, "The Prisoner." I got an idea for this imagine when the stynes broke down the bunker door. If you aren't to that episode yet, that's fine. The stynes are just bad guys. Enjoy!

You finished washing your hair and climbed out of the shower. You grabbed the blue towel that hung on the shower pole, wrapping it around your dripping wet body. Things had been so stressful lately. Sam still looking for a cure for Dean. You all were, nobody even slept anymore. This was life now. Tears, beers and strip clubs. But, life had always included those things, they just were more intense and less enjoyable now.

You opened the bathroom door and walked down the bunker hallways. Chills running down your cold back. You shivered, entering Sam's room. He wasn't home again. He never was. And you hated it.

A sigh left your lips and you sat down on his cold, empty bed. A loud boom sound came from the bunker doorway. You sat up quickly, gripping your towel.

"Knock, knock. Anyone home?" An unfamiliar, deep voice called out. "No? Good." You heard multiple footsteps going down the entrance stairs.

You covered your mouth in fear and locked Sam's door. You quietly, but quickly opened Sam's closet and put on his shirt and boxers. If you had to kill people, you would not be doing in the nude. You heard their faint voices from the conversations they kept. Your heart was pounding. You were surprised, but glad they couldn't hear it.

You searched Sam's room for his spare cellphone, and you found it in his bottom desk drawer. You shakily dialed his number, trying not to be loud.

It felt like forever until he answered. And he knew it was you because only you would use his spare cell.

"(Y/N)? Are you alright?" His voice sounded panicked from the quiet sobs you made.

"S-Sam, some men are here in the bunker. I'm hiding in your room. What do I do?!"

"What?! Did you see their faces?! Grab the gun under my left pillow and don't make any sound. If they come into the room, then shoot. But save the bullets and don't miss. I'm on my way. I love you." He hung up, and you could hear the engine of a car start before he did.

"I love you too.." You whispered to the dead line.

You grabbed the gun under his pillow and hid yourself in the closet. You tried to calm your ecstatic breathing.

"Eldon! Come here, quick!" One of them called from the bathroom. Shit. You had just taken a shower. You panicked, gripping the gun tighter. You heard the footsteps of the man who had been called, and he joined the man who had called him in the bathroom.

It was silent for a minute, and you worried more. "Hurry, Sam.." You waited for a sound and you didn't hear anything. They knew.

They started banging on Sam's door, successfully breaking it down. You clenched your eyes shut tightly. Afraid to see them and afraid to make a sound.

"C'mon, we have a schedule to be on. How about this." The man you assumed was Eldon started talking, searching Sam's room. "If you come out right now, I won't prolong the torture. I'll just shoot you between the eyes. Fair?"

A small whimper escaped through your lips and he looked towards the closet door. It flung open and he grabbed you, throwing you across the room and into Sam's mirror. You screamed in horror, taking the gun that was glued to your fingers and shooting the man next to Eldon. You shot him in the head and he fell to the floor. Eldon looked down, seeing the blood flow out from his dead family member. His face turned a shade of red you've never seen on anyone before. You got up and ran for the door, only to be tugged back by Eldon grabbing Sam's shirt that hung loose on your body. He held you by the shoulders, throwing you onto Sam's bed. He took the gun from you, placing it on Sam's desk. You pulled down the shirt that slid up your naked body. He snickered, watching you squirm in fear of him.

"What's the matter, baby?" He unbuckled his belt, taking it off and gripping it in his hands.
He bent his body over yours, letting his hand grope your braless chest through the oversized shirt you wore.

"I bet I'd make you scream louder than any Winchester ever could." He started kissing down your face to your neck.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that." You growled back, pushing him off of you. You looked in the doorway and Sam stood there, placing a finger over his lips to signal for you to be quiet. You looked back at Eldon, trying not to be suspicious and go along with the plan.

"Why is that? Care to share?" Eldon moved back to you again, hovering his weight over you.

"Because Sam is the best damn man I've ever had. He makes me feel amazing." You looked over Eldon's shoulder, looking into Sam's eyes for a quick second. He stopped and listened. Eldon listened, smirking at where he thought this was going to go.

"He knows just how to touch me, where I love his fingers. He knows my body better than I do. He makes sounds erupt from my mouth I never knew I could make."

"I think what you need is a new man. A man who could make you feel so much better." Eldon stated, letting his hands wander your body again. Sam couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't watch another man touch you.

"Hey, that's my woman, my bed and this is my house." Sam cocked the gun, letting his finger rest on the trigger.

Eldon stopped his movements and got off of you. Turning around to face an angry, and sexually frustrated Sam with a fully loaded gun.

"If you'd had come any later we'd be fucking." Eldon only fueled Sam's rage.

"That's some big talk for a guy who is being aimed at by a pissed off boyfriend with a gun." Sam looked over at you, and back at Eldon.

"She wanted it, we both did." He snickered.

"Who are you? And why did you break in here? What did you want?" Sam gritted his teeth, trying to get information out of him before he blew out his brains.

"I'm Eldon Styne. I'm here because I want my family's book back, and you have it."

"You're right. I do. Tough luck though, as I've said before, EVERYTHING in this house, including her, is mine." Sam pulled the trigger, not missing Eldon's temple. Throwing the gun down, Sam walked his way over to you. You sat up, only to be pushed back down onto the bed by Sam. Sam attacked your lips hungrily, throwing the shirt over and off your body. Leaving you in only his boxers. His mouth left your lips and kissed your chest, moaning against you. He continued kissing down your body, slipping you out of his boxers you wore. His fingers instantly connected with your sex. His thumb rubbed over your bundle of nerves and his index and middle fingers plunged into your soaking core.

"S-Sam." You tangled your fist in his long, brown hair. Encouraging him not to stop.

"That's right. Tell me who owns you, (Y/N)." He grunted, whispering in your ear.

"You! You!" Your head fell back in ecstasy, and Sam lifted it back up. Holding you face to face with him.

"That's right. Me."

Cliff hanger! Want more? (;
Who has, and hasn't seen the newest episode? I loved it! Can't wait for the last episode of this season. I'm so scared but so excitedComment!

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