Supernatural One Shots

Hey Sam.

He told me all about their latest adventure. How he's thankful to have his brother back.

As the night went on I felt that energy building between us. And it was a little strange because it's never been like that for the two of us. We've always only been friends. Never even a drunken kiss. But he was putting off the vibe that he was feeling it tonight.

HERE COMES THE SMUT
"Sam..."

"Just... let me try something..." He said softly.

I wanted to try it too so I nodded and sat still while he leaned in closer ever so slowly. His lips ghosted over mine, testing the waters before they finally pushed onto mine. It felt good. It felt right.

So I ran my hand up his chest and around his neck to tangle into his hair slightly. He pulled my hips closer before his hands moved to my head and hair pulling me to him aggressively.

I blinked and I was on his lap. His big hands pulling at me eagerly as I reacted positively. Small moans and groans were coming from both of us. "Is this okay?" He asked out of breath, pausing to put his forehead on mine.

I nodded, "It's definitely okay, Sam."

Then he flipped us so my back was to the seat of the couch and he was pinning me down. It was exciting. I've never seen this side of Sam. He's always so soft and gentle, but right now he's aggressive, and dominant. It's really hot.

His big hands roaming over me until they yanked my t-shirt off over my head. He paused, giving me a questioning look because I had squeaked. "It's okay, Sam. You don't have to stop." I assured him, running my hands over his shirt from his abs to his chest.

His mouth trailed over my exposed skin from my hips to my neck. "You are so sexy, do you know that?" He whispered in my ear then nibbled on my earlobe before biting a path to my jaw and then to kiss my lips again.

"God, Sam I never knew you were this hot." I gushed as I gasped for air.

The low chuckle that fell from his lips was insanely sexy. It sent wetness straight to my core and made my thighs tingle.

His hands went to my pants, pulling them off roughly, then he paused, looking at my lacey cheeky underwear. He smirked, "Mmm, my good little girl is a little naughty I see."

I stifled a moan as he ran a finger over where my folds were trapped behind the lace. My hips twitched as my body wanted more. Then my underwear were gone.

His pants and boxers were also gone quickly. He picked me up and pinned me against the wall roughly, my feet off the floor so I wrapped my legs around his waist. "Sam." I whined.

"Do you want it, baby?" He asked, rutting his cock through my folds.

"Yes. I want you." I said confidently.

He bit my jaw, "You are dripping wet, baby."

He carried me to my room and threw me on the bed. He pulled me to him as he climbed on the bed. "I want your mouth first, be a good girl." He ordered.

Holy fuck that was hot.

I didn't speak. I bent down, practically onto my stomach and kissed his tip. His hand gripped my hair as he groaned loudly. I licked up the underside and then took the tip in my mouth.

He moaned again, "Such a good girl." He smoothed my hair as he praised me.

I worked as much of him into my mouth as I could. But God he was massive.

He bucked forward, hitting the back of my throat roughly. I choked slightly from how suddenly it happened.

He smoothed my hair again as I kept going, bobbing up and down. "Good girl, baby. You're doing so good. So beautiful sucking my cock."