Story teller - Chuck (Smut)

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Song: Kelly Rowland - Motivation, Tinashe - 2 On

You sat your coffee down onto the wooden coffee table, fixing your glaze on Chuck again.

He smiled, intensifying his glare and making you look away. He made you feel.. Vulnerable and intimidated. But even you couldn't deny that spark of lust you saw in his blue eyes. Or the spark you felt tingle and radiate from your own (Y/E/C) eyes.

"So," You cleared your throat, picking up and sipping your coffee. "U-Uh you-u know the boy's?" You were referring the the Winchesters. Didn't everyone know them?

"Of course. Doesn't everyone?" You literally just said that.

"Yeah, I would suspect," You slightly giggled, "But, they are great friends of mine. Amazing men." You explained to him.

"Yes, they are amazing." He flashed you a smirk that made your knees buckle and you gasp for air quietly.

"They should have been here. Do you think their okay?" You were worried, and very scared of not being able to control yourself around this man. The Winchesters should have picked you already. Maybe they were just caught up in the hunt? Yeah, yeah. Everything's fine.

"They're fine. Did you forget I'm a prophet?" He laughed, eyeing you intensely again. "They have a flat tire. They'll be here in exactly.." He looked at his watch, "An hour and thirty minutes." He finished.

"O-Ok." You placed your fidgety hands in your lap, silently screaming in your head for the time you'd have to awkwardly wait.

He stood up, making your heart race. He walked over to you, slowly. Every second felt like a million. He finally stood in front of you, his hand rested on your thigh as he bent over slightly, "You know, I've watched this in my head a thousand times." He connected your lips to his, you relieved your heavy, hot breath you've been holding in since you saw him. His hand tore at your shirt, successfully tugging it over your head without breaking the kiss. He picked you up, sitting him and you, down on the brown couch. You straddled his lap, feeling his straining erection on your clothed sex. You ripped his white shirt off his chest, moaning at the sudden uncontrollable urge to fuck him. You unclipped your bra, sliding it off. He moaned, kneading your breasts.

"Chuck," You lifted up your skirt, unzipping it and bringing it over your head. "Fuck me." You tugged his hair, feeling him arrange himself under you. He unzipped and pulled his pants below his ankles, leaving you both in only underwear. You slid your black lace underwear to the side, giving him access. He pulled out his member with ease, lining your sex's together. You anticipated how'd he feel inside you. Moaning in your name. Thrusting himself till you both came.

You fell out of your thoughts as he thrusted inside you, you held onto his shoulders for support. His hands found their way to your ass, pushing you down as he pushed up. Your climax approached faster with each throbbing thrust he gave. HOLY HELL.

"CHUCK." Your finger nails dug into his shoulders, leaving you a moaning mess. This was the best sex you've ever had. And it's only been 5 minutes!

He thrusted faster, groaning in your ear. His hands pounded you harshly down on his cock. The rhythm was becoming too much. His mouth found your nipples, biting and sucking them. Only fulfilling your ache more.

You put your hand down between your legs, circling your bundle of pleasure to reach climax. Fuck. It was so close.

You took over, riding him roughly. His member brushed against your sweet spot repeatedly, making you gush more wetness each time. You pounced on his lap, feeling your fingers be replaced with Chuck's. His fingers twirled around your sex at lightening speed. This was it. Here it came. You threw your head back. Chuck knew you were about to come and he thrusted and circled faster, pushing you over the edge. You arched your back, Chuck kissed your chest, moaning. To top off the best sex, you had the BEST orgasm ever.

You fell against his chest, panting and waiting for him to climax.

"Chuck come for me," You moaned, running your hands along his chest, "Oh baby I want you to come." You pleaded, moaning in his ear. He grunted lowly, releasing himself into you. His member twitched, coming down from the high it'd just had. You crawled off his lap, laying naked on the couch. Chuck layed next to you, kissing your collarbone.

"Wait," He sat up, "What time is it?!" You scrambled for your phone, freaking out.

You didn't have enough time to speak before you heard the impala pull up in the driveway.

"Fuck fuck fuck." You looked for your clothes in all the scattered ones on the floor. You tossed Chuck his as you ran into the nearest room to change. You heard them having a conversation, but not clear enough to know what about. Most likely on why Chuck was half naked. You walked out, seeing Chuck and the boys. "Ready?" They stood up, you nodded. He was dressed. Damn, he was fast.

"Let's go." They walked out the door, leaving it open for you, you picked up a pen off the coffee table and grabbed Chuck's wrist, writing your phone number.

"Call me." You smiled, following the boy's to the impala.

Wee ooo weee ooo, contained sexual explicit content with the Lord himself. (Probably a little late to warn you) Hey, now you guy's have Satan and God smut! I hope you enjoyed!

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