•Imagine: Skipping class with Sam to make out behind school. You were both safe because all the teachers liked you, and Sam was new. Sam was such a good kisser. He was slow and gentle, but still generous. His hands ran up and down your back, sending shivers up your spine. You wondered to yourself how you managed to get Sam to like you. You were dull and not very interesting. Sam was endlessly fascinating, gorgeous, and unbelievably intelligent. Sam picked you up now, having you wrap your legs around his waist. You were dizzy with excitement and bliss. You ran your fingers through Sam's dark, soft hair. His hands were planted firmly under your rear, holding you up. You worried about how hot you both got when you were kissing...
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Supernatural Imagines
FanfictionSo you know what an imagine is? Its where you create a scene, preferably romantic n stuff, about you and someone else. It can be anyone, most people use someone from one of their fandoms. This one is for Supernatural and I might do more stories for...
