-Supernatural One Shots, Imagines, and Preferences-

Never Have I Ever [Part 2]- Winchesters x reader

"Whoa, Cassie," I laughed, expecting somethings tamer from him. All of us but Cas drank on that round. Dean looked at his brother a bit taken aback.

"What? (Y/N) would know," he smirked at Dean.

"SO YOU'VE SLEPT WITH BOTH OF US?!" Dean shrieked. I laughed at the looks on both Sam and Dean's faces.

"What can I say? I'm a woman of many talents. Alright. Never have I ever gone down on a woman," I smirked. Sam glared at me and took a drink. Dean also drank.

"I see you're playing dirty tonight, (Y/N). Alright. Never have I ever had sex with someone while they were possessed."

"Dammit, Sammy," I sighed. I was the only one who took a drink there. Someone was definitely lying. But whatever. I was starting to feel a little tipsy and wouldn't have noticed anyway.

"Never have I ever been to college," Dean smirked. We all laughed at this one. Sam drank.

"Never have I ever killed a kitsune," Cas sighed, not thinking of anything better. We all drank again.

"Never have I ever," I rattled off. "had sex with an angel."

I smirked, proud of this one. Sam and Dean both drank. Even little ol Sammy.

"Oh, do tell," I smirked, leaning toward Sam.

"A lady never kisses and tells," he scoffed in his best impersonation of an old British woman. I just laughed. I laughed so hard I snorted, which made everyone else at the table crack up too. Castiel was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol entering his system.

"Guys, this is going too slow, let's play another game," I purred. "How about Two Truths and a Lie?"

Everyone hummed in agreement. I smiled and began.

"I have had sex with three different demons. I've slept with everyone in this room. I've been to a zoo."

"The zoo," Cas started almost instantly. The boys chose my second statement.

"It's the zoo," I chuckled. I downed a whole beer. Dean and Sam looked at me in disbelief.

"Who haven't you slept with?" Dean scoffs. "I mean, I thought what we had was special," he sighed sarcastically and dramatically.

"God," I retorted.

"Okay," Sam continued the game. "I've had sex with a werewolf. I've had sex with a demon. I've had sex with a vampire."

"Give us something harder, Sammy," I laughed. "Vampire, obviously." Everyone else laughed in agreement.

"You caught me," he laughed sheepishly. He downed a whole beer.

"I've been to Mexico. I can make a origami swan. I've had sex in every state."

"Dean, I don't think you've had sex in every state," Sam laughed. I nodded in agreement.

"I don't think Dean has been to Mexico," Cas hiccuped, the alcohol hitting him hard. I giggled at his tipsy-ness.

"I do not know how to make an origami swan," he confessed. The rest of us took a drink.

"I have had intercourse with a reaper. I have had intercourse with a demon. I have killed a skinwalker."

"Demon," I called.

"Skinwalker," Sam and Dean said at the same time.

"It's the skinwalker," Cas blushed. He and I both downed a whole beer. Now I was getting drunk.

"Let's play twister," I interjected, smiling. I was swaying a bit from the alcohol. The boys laughed and agreed to play. I went down the hall to the storage room to dig out the game. I knew it was in one of the bins somewhere. I was trying to reach the top shelf when arms snaked their way around my waist.

"Need some help?" Sammy mumbled into my hair.

"Yeah," I gulped nervously. I had a huge crush on the big baby. I turned around to face him. He reached up and over me to what I was looking for. His shirt rose a bit and I got a sneak peek of his glorious toned chest. He gave me a funny I-caught-you kind of look and handed me the box. We walked back into the room.

"Twister!" I shrieked, excited. Sam and I went first.

"Right foot, blue," Cas slurred.

Sam and I both set our foot on a blue dot.

"Green hand, left," Cassie slurred again, slumping down into a chair, almost passing out. I giggled and put my hand down. Sam did the same. Dean just picked up the spinner and kept going.

"Right hand, yellow," he smirked. At this point, my butt was basically up in the air, against Sam's crotch on the mat. I felt like I was going to pass out from basically downing four or five beers, but this was hot. We continued. Sam seemed to be enjoying this as well based on what I could feel from his body.

"Left foot, red."

I tried to maneuver my body in a way I could do that, but I just ended up tumbling down onto the mat, Sam landing on top of me. I had passed out, and so did Sam. Dean grumbled his way to his room and went to bed.

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The next morning, I woke up in the floor of the library under a massive body. I panicked at first before realizing it was just Sammy. What all had happened last night? I had a massive hangover.

"Ugh," I groaned at the bright, fluorescent lights of the bunker. My head was killing me. Sam wrapped his arms around me in his sleep and flipped us over so I wasn't being crushed. Aw, he's a sweetheart even in his sleep.

"Hey," I whispered close to his ear. "Wake up, Sammy."

"Five more minutes," he grumbled like a child. I look over to the table, and there lay a passed out Castiel.

"Hey," Sam whispered to me, one of his hands flying from me to cover his eyes from the light.

"Aspirin?" I asked.

"Aspirin."

We both got up and made some coffee with a side of some aspirin for everyone. If this was any indication, today was going to feel great.

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How was this one?