Fanfic Smut

Sam Winchester

Sam smut
Kink- none
Name- (Y/N)
Age- 23
Setting - SPN world

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"Sam, I promise I can take care of myself it's just a hunt" I whine, I'm so sick of him treating me like a little girl. I'm 23 for fucks sake. I've had a crush on Sam since we started working together. Dean was hot and all, but I swear that guy sleeps with so many girls. And Sam was sweet, kind, thoughtful, and he always made sure I was safe. I have to keep my feelings pushed away because Sam can't know I like him. He doesn't like me, he's still tying to get over Jess. "(Y/N) I think you should just be research for this hunt, it could be dangerous" Sam says worry in his eyes. We have been fighting about this for at least 20 minuets now. "Sam, ever hunt we go on is dangerous" this time, he has nothing to say back. "Fine" he said and picked up the keys off the counter. "Finally it's about damn time" Dean says as we leave the motel. Whine box.

×after hunt×

"I told you, I told her, she should not have come on this hunt, now look at her Dean. She's got so many cuts and bruises, she knocked out" I hear Sam's voice. Damn that fucking Demon. They got me at the beginning if the hunt and held me captive. She tied me to a chair, with fucking chains. I was trying my best to get out of it as she cut and hit me over and over tying to find out where Sam and Dean were.

Soon they came and got rid of the bitch. I'm not too good at remebering the exrosism... I should probably learn it. "Dean, if she dies I don't know what I'll do with myself" Sam sound really sad and angry at the same time, as far as I can see, they both look unhurt and that's all I need to see to know everything will be okay. I'm guessing we are on our way back to the motel. "She's not gonna die Sammy okay, she's not" Dean replys, he sounds sad too. The boys mean everything to me, them, Bobby, Jo and Ellen are the only family I have left.

By the time we get back to the motel I've grown the courage to say something "Guys?" I say, it comes out more as a question because I'm trying to sound like I just came back around. "Oh my gosh, (Y/N) are you okay" Sam asks. He's so cute right now, his hair is a little messed up from running his hands threw it and his eyes are a deep blue. "Yeah, fine" I reply, attempting to sit up. Success is mine! "Come on, let's get you cleaned up" Sam says as he picks me up, Dean has already unlocked the door and is holding it open for us.

Sam brings me into the bathroom and sets me down on the counter top. I pull off my flannel shirt and I'm left in my black tank top. All the cuts and bruises, that are on my arms are open for Sam to tend to. Dean walks in and gives me the "yikes" look then says to Sam "you got this, or you need my help" which ment is he staying to help or can be go to the bar "go to the bar Dean it's not that bad" I say. He looks at me for conformation and I nod my head "okay" he says and starts to walk away "and Dean, please don't bring some girl home. Bring her somewhere else would you" Sam says. So it's gonna be a long night of cleaning me up.

After Sam finished with my arms, he told me to go change into shorts, yet he picked me up and brought me to my suitcase and didn't leave my side. "Sam, if you want me to change you have to look away" I laugh a little at the end, but we both know I'm being completely serious. He turns around so his broad back is facing me and I pull down my jeans, they sting the whole way down, then I slip on my Nike running shorts. They are the short ones, that only cover and inch below my butt.

Once in done I jump on Sam's back and he walks back to the bathroom. I must admit, my legs are worse then my arms. There is one very deep cut on my Thigh. It would need stitches. Sam placed me on the counter and turned around to face me. Also on my legs, were my scars. They were all at least a year old. These are the type of scars that I created. I didn't get them from hunting. Sam stared at them for a while, but then got to work. He cleaned up everything but the one that needed stitches. It was right next to my scars. He put alcohol on the cut first and it stung like a bitch. He cleaned all the extra blood away and got the needle and threat out. As Sam started his work I grabbed onto his sholders, I was focusing on not flexing my legs. By the time Sam was done I had my head resting on one of his sholders as well. He put the medical kit away and leaned back down to inspect his work, he took me by surprise and leaned down and kissed each scar on my leg. "Please, never fall into that again" Sam said, he sounded quite sad. I didn't know how to respond so I just looked into his deep blue eyes. That's when I realized how close we were. There was a mere three inches in between me and Sam. Being this close to Sam make my cheeks flush red. God I hope he doesn't notice "are... you blushing?" Sam asked me looking at me with a cocky smile. "No?" I guessed unsure of how to handle this situation. "Then why is your face all red" Sam challenged. "Because it chooses to be at random times" I said, unsure of where this courage came from. Sam leaned close so his lips were just berily touching mine, then pulled back. Now there was no chance to hide it. I was as red as the stupid Red Hots candy. "Now you are most definitely blushing (Y/N)" Sam said content in making me blush. Then he took me 100% by surprise and leaned in and KISSED ME. At first I didn't respond out of shock, so Sam pulled away and looked disappointed. "Sorry" he muddered under his breath. I pulled his back by his shirt and kissed him hard. His lips felt perfect against mine, I never wanted it to stop. Sam picked me up off the counter and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He walked out of the bathroom and pushed me against the wall. He moved from my lips to my neck, it was all open considering my black tanktop. His warm lips against my neck felt so good. He brought his lips back up to mine and kissed me hard one more time before throwing me over his sholder and running to the bed. He placed me on the bed gently and took his shirt off. May I say, damn. His muscles were like a mini heaven. I brought my hands up to his toned stomach and ran my hands all over his abs. I sat up and kissed his neck, I got lower and lower till I reached his abs. I left a love bite on one of them and continued my journey south. Once I reached his pant line he pulled me back up. "Not so fast" he said and pulled my shirt over my head. I got alittle embarrassed because I wasn't big in the boob category. He reached behind me and unclipped my black plain bra. He flung it to an unknown place in the room and his big hands immediately found there way to my breasts. They fit in his palms as he started playing with them, eventually he ducked his head down and started sucking on them. He payed extra attention to each nipple biting and licking each. He kissed his way down to my pant line and started to unbutton them. Once he got them off I took his off as well. You could clearly see his hard on through the boxers. Sam was hovering over me when he bent down and whispered in my ear "if you want to stop, tell me now" then nibbled on my ear. "No, please don't stop" I said pulling him closer to me. "Once I take these off" he said pulling on my panties "I won't be able to stop myself, so I was telling you now" he whispered then started rubbing my clit through my panties. I let out a small moan and he smirked. He bent down and pulled them down my legs with his teeth. He kissed and licked everywhere on my inner thighs ovoding my newly stitched cut, like I wasn't wet enough already. Once he got to my pussy he put one finger in, oh man it feels so good. After a while he added another finger. He was bending them in a 'come here' motion "Sam in gonna-" my sentence cut short when he pulled his fingers out "not yet baby" he said. With just that sentence, I got even wetter. I pushed his back to the bed and pulled off his boxers. My mouth fell open. He was fucking huge. I was no virgin, but hot damn, he was definitely the biggest I've seen. "Big huh?" Sam said cockily. I just nodded my head, sorta speachless. I leaned down and kissed the tip, causing Sam to shiver. I took the tip into my mouth and sucked on it, that's all I needed to get the hunter to let out a moan, it was like music to my ears. I hollowed my cheeks and took more into my mouth, I knew for a fact there was no way in hell I was fitting his whole cock in my mouth so I took in as much as I could sucking and licking all over his dick and used my hands to get the rest that couldn't fit in my mouth. Sam managed to grab all my hair in one hand and make a makeshift pony tail, every now and then he would pull my hair and I would moan sending vibrations all over his dick. After a while he took it into his own hands and started mouth-fucking me. I used all my force not to gag, and let him go as long as he needed. "Oh god (Y/N) you feel so good" he said "Im Gonna cum" he grunted out and I pulled off his dick. "Oh no you don't babe" I said and crawled up and kissed him again. I started with each cheek then his forehead, nose and finally his soft plump lips. They moved in sync with mine, it just felt right. While still kissing Sam I reached behind me and grabbed his dick I positioned it at my entence and sunk down so fast Sam screamed in my mouth. I pulled away from the kiss and started riding him fast, he didn't like me being in control so he held up my hips and thrust up into me over and over. I was gonna cum right there if he didn't stop. Right before I could cum he flipped us over and started pounding into me, each time hitting my g-spot. "Oh god's" and many curse words were falling from both our mouths along with many grunts and moans. "Sam I'm gonna cum" I screamed "Me too baby" he said, I came first him following soon after. His hot cum shot into me and it felt surprisingly really good. All through our highs Sam never stopped thrusting. After we came down from our highs Sam stayed inside me for alittle while, neither of us ready to be done, but all that stopped when Dean walked in the door. "Hey are you guys u-" he froze when he looked at us "son of a bitch" was all he said as he ran to the bathroom.

When Sam went to pull out, he couldn't. He looked at me all worried and said "babe, I'm stuck"