Phone sex - Sam (Smut)

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Song: Lana Del Rey - Off to the races (I don't know if I've done this song, but oh well, Lana rocks and this fits.)

Sam was hunting with Dean, they've been gone for a week now and you missed Sam like crazy. Laughing with him, holding him, fucking him.

You stared over at the clock, it was 10:30 Pm.

Out of all the times to be horny, right now just happened to be that time. You picked up your phone and dialed Sam's number. The wait for him to pick up felt longer than it was. "Hello? Are you okay, (Y/N)?" Sam's worried voice made you smile. "I-I'm fine. I just miss you.." You sighed, hearing Sam join you.

"I miss you too. Not much longer and I'll be back home." Those words made you smile again.

"I just need you.." You let a stifled moan slip through your lips, "I need you to fuck me, Sam. Touch me and make me your slut." You heard Sam groan through the phone, his hands readjusting his jeans.

"Yeah? What else?" Sam played along, listening to you ache for him.

"I need you to spank me when I'm a bad girl." Sam chuckled, gulping to hide how turned on he was.

"Have you been a bad girl while I've been gone?" You could practically hear the sexual tension over the phone. God, sex was gonna be great when he came home.

"I've been so bad," You moaned again, slipping off your shorts and running your hands over your sex. "I've had to touch myself all day because just the thought of you makes me so wet.."

"Oh fuck," Sam grunted, he was touching himself too. "I wish I could touch you," He groaned and grunted more, "Fuck you till' you're screaming my name."

You rubbed around your sex in fast circles, hearing Sam palm himself. Just the thought of Sam masturbating to you drove you wild.

"I can feel how tight and wet you are," You panted, speeding up your fingers as he spoke. "All sprawled out on the bed for Daddy." Your moans became louder and more frequent as you came closer and closer.

"S-Sam I'm gonna come." You heard him stroke himself harder and faster.

"C-Come." He gritted his teeth, awaiting your beautiful cries of ecstasy.

You whined, "SAMMY OH MY GOD." Your moans mixed with Sam's as you both reached your high's. The lines were quiet until Sam spoke up with a grunt.

"When I get home, we might not make it to the bed." He chuckled, buckling his pants.

You put your shorts back on, walking to your bedroom. "Fine with me, just hurry up and come hold me." You giggled, sighing at how much you missed him.

"It'll be sooner than you know," Sam yawned, "We both should get sleep, time will pass sooner."

You nodded, realizing he couldn't see.

"Okay, Sammy. I love you." You waited for his reply, smiling like a little kid in a candy shop.

"I love you." He confirmed, leaving you satisfied to sleep. It didn't take long for you to fall asleep. You awoke up from a creek of a door. Living with the Winchesters made you a 24/7 ass-kicking machine. You crawled out of bed, grabbing the gun you had in your panty drawer. Yeah, no one would look there. Just creeps.

It was already loaded and ready to shoot at any time, you gently twisted the knob, opening it slightly. You quickly spinned around the corner, seeing no one. You shrugged, maybe it was nothing. You turned around to a tall silhouette. You yelped from surprise, and pointed the gun being cut off by Sam. "Woah, woah, (Y/N)!" Sam put his hands up into the air, laughing a bit.

"Sam, you fucker, you scared the shit out of me." You dropped the gun, jumping into his warm, strong arms. His embrace was amazing.

"I thought you were gonna be back in a few days, not a few hours." You were happy he was finally home.

"I wanted to surprise you." He smiled, finally kissing you. Waiting paid off. His hands reached around to grab your ass, giving it a little smack. He snickered, pulling you into your bedroom and closing the door behind you.

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