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taylortots-world · 1 year

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On The Clock

Summary: Reader and Sam get a little sidetracked while working a case.

Warnings:‼️ NSFW‼️, smut, 18+ minors dni! , mentions of voyeurism, oral sex:(f receiving)

A/N: Enjoy! Feedback and re blogs are much appreciated.

Read part two here.

Sam, Dean and myself picked up a case in a rural area over in Ohio. A series of murders all strung throughout a specific town, the town being rather small. Nothing the three of us haven't seen before. Dean left Baby to Sam and I while he went and played bad cop with some of the potential suspects.

Sam and I were dressed in fed attire. I wore a knee length pencil skirt, paired with a white dress shirt and blazer. Sam wore a charcoal suit, paired with a white dress shirt and tie. He looked incredible. I'd occasionally glance over at him and take him in. The way he drove, one hand on the wheel. The occasion beard scratch. Fuck. Stay focused Y/N. When Sam started growing his beard out, it awoken something in me. I don't know how or why, but I have never wanted him more. Needed him- craved him.

Once we pulled into the parking lot of the local police station, Sam pocketed his keys and rolled his head to look at me. "You ready Y/N/N?" I gave him a small smile, nodding. "Ready as I'll ever be Smith." 'Smith' was the last name printed onto the ID Sam was currently using. Mine had 'Simmons' printed onto it. Courtesy of Dean of course. We made our way inside, Sam holding the station door open for me. I gave him a nod and brushed past him. I stepped up to the front counter. Sam and I flashed our IDs in unison. "Special Agent Simmons, this is my partner Special Agent Smith. We'd just like to ask the sheriff a few questions." I glanced up at the secretary as I tucked my ID into the inner pocket of my blazer. He was a younger gentleman with dirty blonde hair. "Of course, just a moment." He pressed his lips together giving us a small smile as he began to punch the sheriffs number into the phone.

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After speaking briefly with a deputy, Sam and I were left waiting for the sheriff. We walked around the station in hopes of finding someone else to question, but we had no luck. Throughout our visit at the station, I couldn't stop staring at him. I'd sneak the occasional glance, trying to be as subtle as possible. We turned a corner, planning on heading back to the waiting area. Soon as I turned the corner in front of Sam, he yanked on my arm before pulling me into a dark room. He reached up and pulled the string, a single lightbulb illuminating the small room. I glanced around, taking in our surroundings. We were in a janitor's closet. It smelled of chemicals and artificial lemon. I gazed up at him, cocking a brow. "What are you doing? Why are we in here Sam?" I was genuinely confused why he'd yank me into a random room.

He exhaled with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Are you mad at me or something?" He allowed his arms to fall to his side, palms facing upwards. I squinted my eyes at him, giving him a confused stare. "No? Why would I be mad at you?" His gaze softened. Sam was a pretty gentle and kind guy, until you gave him a reason not to be.

"I just, I don't know." He shrugged, nervously scratching the back of his neck. "You just what?" My brows remained lifted as I continued to stare up at him, waiting for him to respond. "I keep catching you staring at me and I can't tell if it's because you're mad or something else." My stomach slightly knotted. Shit. My "subtle glances' hadn't been as subtle as I was hoping for. I felt my face slightly heat as I averted my eyes to my feet. He took a small step forward, using his knuckle to tilt my chin upwards to meet his stare. "You know you can talk to me, right? Tell me anything." He spoke softly as he gazed down at me, his knuckle still resting on the underside of my chin.

This was it. This was my moment. No. No it wasn't. What are you thinking Y/N? You'll mess up everything. "Oh fuck it." I breathed out before smashing my lips against his. He was slightly shocked within the first second, but that did not stop him from kissing back. His hands found my hips as our mouths worked with each other. His tongue occasionally brushing against my bottom lip, sending chills down my spine. He must've noticed that I was standing on my tippy toes. His hands slid down my waist, over my ass and to the back of my thighs. "Jump." He mumbled into my mouth. I quickly jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist.

I felt his lips curl into a smirk against my lips as he backed me into a wall. Without breaking the kiss, I quickly pawed and toyed with his tie. He gently took my hand, holding it away. "What's wrong?" I asked slightly worried as I tried to catch my breath. "This is about you." He whispered. I clung to him as he turned, setting me on top of a shipping crate. "What are you-" A smirk remained on my face as I watched him kneel before me. "Cases always leave me starving. So I'm spoiling my dinner and skipping straight to dessert." Every word he spoke went straight to my core. I could feel myself throbbing. "Sam- what if someone hears us? Or finds us?" He glanced up at me as he slid my shoes off. "Does it look like I give a fuck? Let them find us." He lowered his face to mine and whispered "Let them hear how good I make you feel." I playfully nipped at his ear before he returned his attention to my clothes. I lifted my ass and tugged my skirt up , scrunching it up around my waist. He hummed lowly as he examined my panties. They were a lace pair in dark blue. Not the sexiest pair I own but definitely not the worst either.

His large hands wrapped around the back of my legs, pulling them up to rest on either of his shoulders. I slightly arched my back as he ran his beard against the sensitive flesh of my inner thighs. "Sam- please.." I felt myself getting wetter by the second. "I'm gettin' to it baby. I like making you squirm." He let out a dry laugh before pulling my panties aside. My throbbing and sleek pussy now on display. "God, you're so beautiful.." He said in a whisper like tone as he lowered his head once more, placing gentle kisses to my inner thigh.

My hips slightly wiggled under his touch as he got closer to where I wanted him most. He flattened his tongue against my core, licking a stripe up to just below my clit. My breathing began to falter, soft moans and pants leaving my lips. He ran his hand up my torso, gently massaging and kneading my right tit. His lips wrapped around my clit, his tongue lightly flicking it. I could cry at this moment. It felt so good. He knew exactly where and how to touch me. "Fuck Sam-" I moaned out, planting a hand in his hair. "You taste amazing-" He mumbled , his words vibrating against my clit. I shut my eyes and threw my head back, enjoying the bliss of Sam Winchester. He carefully eased two fingers into me. His fingers worked in and out of me quite easily, considering I'm soaked. "Just like that-" I rasped out. I felt him smirk against my pussy. His tongue still flicking and sucking my clit as his fingers worked in and out of me. The room was full of our moans and the squelching of my wetness against his fingers. "Fuck I'm gonna come-" I rasped out, slightly tightening my grip on his hair. He continued to thrust his fingers in and out of me at the same pace. His tongue moved against my clit slightly faster, throwing me over the edge. My orgasm ripped through me like an F5 tornado. My legs slightly shook as they clung to the sides of Sam's head. "Holy fuck." I said with a slight laugh afterwards. He stood up, wiping my slick off of his chin. "I want round two." He smiled at me as he held out my shoes for me. "Deal. Except next time, it's going to be all about you."

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justroaminground · 9 months

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upside down (Sam Winchester X Reader)

so this one is a bit different. it is a mini-scenario as i like to call it! no smut just fluff. watching movies, series or listening to music gives me those scenarios and that was one of it and i thought why not put it out in the world.

plot: so you're a witch (kinda rowena inspired) and help sam out, safe dean. you end up pregnant by sam and thing's take a turn.

enjoy my mini-scenario! :)

(sooooorrryy for mistake in advance)

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shaky fingers clawed into the piece of plastic in your hand. on the little screen it said one word, which put your whole world upside down.

"pregnant"

reading it out in disbelief it felt even more wrong. for solid 10 minutes you simply stared the positive pregnancy test down. waiting for it to change, but no matter how long you were waiting, the result won't change.

you were pregnant.

it wasn't like you're 20 and had a huge problem to tell your mom and dad.

absolutely not.

the problem was, you were a 312 year old witch, pregnant by a hunter. well that sounded like a really bad love/drama with the only twist, it was real to you.

roaming the world for the past centuries you made the best out of it and stayed undercover. you were banned from the one and only huge coven and had to stay undercover or else you would have been killed.

now that a lot has changed since then, you decided to get back to work and follow the one and only dream you had. being the queen of hell. on the way there you had to face some major obstacles, but nonetheless you made it. still not the queen of hell, but you were getting there.

a few months back you decided to help sam, safe his brother from the mark of cain. it took the winchesters quiet some time to get the book of the damned, but they made it. hearing all the stories about them, you weren't really surprised to hear they got it. even though there were some really bad things roaming heaven, earth and hell, the winchesters had a name, which they protected.

you decided for yourself to stay away from them, only to be summoned by sam himself one day. he trapped you and made you help him or else he'd kill you. since you were on your own and you knew there could be some obstacles waiting for you, reaching your goal of being the queen of hell, you decided to help him out, in return of him having to help you out if you were in need. he agreed and from there on it happened.

you've settled in a old house about an hour from the bunker and had everything you needed to translate the book of the damned. from time to time, sam joined you and supported you. he brought snack's, you two had many late night talks and one thing lead to the other and you two grew together. one night thing's just got out of hand and before you knew it, you woke up in his arms the next morning.

this was about 2 months ago and it was the one and only time every you got intimate with him. both of you knew, this wouldn't have a future. sam from the beginning on, let you know, if you screwed him over he'd kill you without any hesitation. he also mentioned that, if dean found out, he'd track you down and probably kill you aswell. nonetheless sam had a sweet spot for you and you knew that.

looking back you couldn't wrap your head around, why you even said yes to that, but it must have been the risk. no risk no fun, right?

well, there you had your risk. slowly coming back from your trans, you felt tears filling up your eyes and weren't able to explain, how this was even possible?! how were you able to get pregnant?

you weren't intimate in ages with anyone, because you never felt something like attraction or the need of closeness. but with sam it was just different. he made you feel so many emotions at once , gave you the feeling of being important and even made you more human again. it was a deeper connection you felt towards him and you knew he felt the same, but both of you held back. knowing that if you were to close, the separation would hurt even more. there was only one way, why you got pregnant from him. sam being your soulmate. it was the only opportunity of being able to even welcome a baby as a witch. the only way to get pregnant was, if the partner you were getting intimate with was your soulmate.

you threw the pregnancy test into the trash can in the bathroom and went back into the kitchen. on the kitchen table were all the book's, notes and stuff from translating the book of the damned. your eyes looked around the room and you shook your head, still not believing what you just found out. tears rolled down your cheeks sobbing to yourself.

"this just can't be it.." you whispered to yourself, trying to pull yourself together.

walking over to the long mirror in the hallway you pulled up your shirt and looked at your belly. holding your shirt up with your chin, you laid both hands on your tummy, feeling and watching it from all angles. nothing's visible of course. you did have a small tummy but you always had that, soft and squishy.

hearing a knock on the door, you jumped shocked aside and quickly pulled your shirt down.

"hey y/n! it's me!" sam's well-know voice, echoed through the door.

"fuck fuck fuck" you whispered to yourself and check yourself in the mirror. fixing everything you could in the short amount of time you had and took a deep breath. before opening the door you put on the best fake smile you had and swung it open.

"a rare visit we have here!"

"i know, i know." sam laughed and walked past you into the house. "thing's have been busy. you know dean's just not himself.." he continued and you closed the door.

"no worries, that's what i thought" you gave him a warm and understanding smile. for a moment both of you just stood there, when he finally moved over and took you in a long and loving hug.

"are you okey?" sam whispered into your hair and softly stroke along your back.

you simply nodded against his chest, not wanting to go any deeper into the topic. his simple presence gave you butterflies in your tummy and you already felt way better. funny how someone made you feel so many things's after centuries of not feeling a thing. for a few minutes the two of you just stood there arm in arm and he gently pulled away.

"are you sure..?" slight worry was seen in his features and he stroke a few strands of hair aside.

"yes, i was just up late the past few nights.." you explained to him, not even lying. well not really. you did stay up late, but it just wasn't the real reason you felt the way you do.

"well, i am here today and i will stay until tomorrow! need to catch up with all the hours i stayed away!" he smiled and clapped into his hands.

you raised an eyebrow and couldn't hide a laugh. "well sammy, quiet late!" walking past him, you made your way into the kitchen and took a note from the table. hearing the heavy footsteps behind you, you knew he was following you closely.

raising the note you looked at him and smiled. "in my hand, i have the three ingredients for the spell."

his face got all serious and his jaw clenched. his hand reached for the note, but you pulled it away.

"ah, ah, ah samuel" you told him in a warning tone and hid it behind your back.

"y/n!" his eyes got serious immediately, stepping closer.

"i want to hear our deal again." stepping another step back, you hit the kitchen counter with your lower back.

"stop playing games, or do i have to remind you of your job?" sam warned. when it came down to the spell, things got more serious and he was easily triggered.

"what's the deal sam!" you asked calmly again.

his hands rolled into fists and it took a moment for him to answer. "immunity from us."

"exactly." you breathed out, with a huge smirk on your face and handed him the note.

his eyes flew hungry over the note and he right away took his phone out. dialing a number. it beeped a few times and he left you standing there in the kitchen.

loving moments with him, sometimes ended like there was never more, but both of you were pretty good at hiding what you really felt.

a few minutes later he came back and put the note back onto the table. he leaned with both hands down onto the table and exhaled in relief.

"a friend will get the thing's and by tonight we can do the ritual."

"what friend?" you asked and walked over to him, letting yourself down onto a chair.

"doesn't matter."

"i thought we were kinda..close?" hesitantly you took one of his hands into yours and squeezed it gently.

"that's the problem" he gave you a look and you were able to see he was hurt.

"all i wanted was to safe dean, no matter the consequences, but i am just not willing to lose you at any cost. same with dean. i am torn between the two of you and i can't stand this any longer y/n" he continued and pulled his hand out of your grip.

"what are you trying to say?" not really sure of what he was up to you looked at him confused.

"after we've done the ritual tonight, we have to stay apart from each other."

"what?!" quickly you got up. "i get it we may not have the apple pie life like the normal kids, but aren't we worthy of someone in their life?! aren't we worthy of feeling the way we make eachother feel?!"

sam stroke through his hair and shook his head in desperation. "don't make things harder y/n. if dean get's a hint of what is going on here, he won't hesitate for a minute. he'll track you down and-"

"kill me." you cut him off and nodded. it wasn't the first time, the two of you talked about that, but it was the first time, you weren't able to ignore the risk of dying. you weren't alone anymore you had someone to keep safe. therefore you stayed quiet and turned away from him. tears rolled down your cheeks but you stayed completely silent.

sam kept quiet himself and simply hugged you from behind. pressed you needy against his body and placed a sweet kiss on your neck. "you mean to much to me. i don't want to lose you. i prefer to think you're happy out there, than dead somewhere burned. i am not saying we aren't allowed to meet every again, i am just saying we need to keep our distance for a while."

enjoying the past few hours with sam around, like he used to be, you soaked it all up. that night the ritual was done and sam as well as castiel stayed with dean in the bunker. you never knew how it went down, but you remember sam's words and took of. you packed your few belongings and moved on.

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two months passed and you lived in a motel in nevada. being pregnant kinda changed you into taking more care of the risks you took. therefore you stopped hunting down your goal of being the queen of hell. you sat back and took more care after yourself. of course you still practiced your witchcraft, but in a very different way. you jobbed at a nearby hospital and helped the people heal.

you haven't heard from sam in a while, but thought of him every night. during the daytime it was easy to keep yourself busy, but laying there in bed. all to yourself, your thoughts circled around him. wondering how he is doing, what he is doing, what it would be like if he was here, what he'd think of the baby and much more. the only reason you were able to handle the situation of staying away from him so well, was because you carried his baby with you. so kind of a part of him never left you.

your fingertips stroke softly over the skin of your belly and you felt how your tummy has gotten harder. it used to be more soft and squishy. now it was firm and when you were wearing something more figure hugging it was visible you were pregnant. you loved your little baby belly. with every month your belly grew you accepted the fact that you would raise the baby all by yourself.

almost falling asleep a shrilly sound of our phone woke you up. tired you grabbed it from the other side of the bed and tried to read who it was. not being able to make out who it was, you just figured out it had to be someon from the hospital and simply answered the phone.

"it better be a emergency sarah!" a tired laugh left your lips and you rolled to the side.

"i am not sarah, but it indeed is a emergency." a well to known voice echoed through the phone and your eyes widened.

you quickly sat up and felt your heart race against your chest. "s-sam?"

"i'm sorry, if i disturbed, but i need you" he explained and by the sound of his voice, you could tell he wasn't well.

"tell me where and i'll be there."

"thank's." sam whispered and with that he hung up.

not thinking a second of it you jumped out of bed and got ready. putting on a dress aswell as some tights. you threw a jacket over it and packed your important things, already leaving the house. by the time you reached the car, he sent you the location of the bunker and you drove there. it took you a few hours, which felt like forever since you didn't knew what was going on, your mind created thousands of scenarios.

reaching the bunker, sam let you in and you couldn't help but fall into his arms. you hugged him tightly against your body and buried your face in his chest. inhaling the well known scent of him. his strong arms held you closely against his body and both of you stayed like this for a few minutes.

not knowing if you were allowed to talk you just looked up at him and stroke gently over his cheek. a loving smile on your lips took in every feature of his.

"good to see you, up and healthy" he whispered quietly and placed a small kiss on your forehead.

"missed you too." you answered and nodded.

"please.." he gestured you the way and he took the bag from you.

you made your way downstairs and at the bottom of the stairs one man was waiting. right away you were able to tell, he wasn't human, but couldn't make out what he was. sam followed closely behind you and walked trough the hall, placing your bag on the table.

"cas meet y/n!" sam talked into the mans direction.

"hello y/n" the man said and looked at you from head to toe. "i am castiel. an angel of the lord." he continued.

your eyes widened. "a-an angel of the lord?" you repeat in disbelief and looked from castiel to sam, which joined the two of you.

"yeah.." sam chuckled a bit and nodded. "cas has been thorough a lot with us and is literally family.." sam continued.

"still a weirdo though!" another voice added and you looked into the direction the voice came from. a tall man, not as tall as sam, but tall. brown short hair, green eyes and a bright smile on his face.

"so this is the one and only witch?!" he came closer and switched his gaze from sam to cas. stopping right in front of you.

Looking you up and down with a very suspicious look on his face. dean turned to sam with a chuckle and shook his head. "never!"

"dean." sam gave dean a warning look and took a deep breath. "she's one of the oldest witches. y/n was able to survive all these years unnoticed and is our last chance to read the book of the damned." sam explained as calm as possible.

dean turned back to you again and sighted. "if you screw us over.." he moved his hand to his belt and lifted his flannel. revealing a gun. "you're dead" seriousness in his eyes made you shiver under his gaze and you swallowed hard. back then you would have started a fight right away, but not now. not now, risking the baby being hurt.

"dean calm down!" castiel puut one hand on his shoulder and pulled him back.

"n-no it's fine i get it.." you spoke up shaky and smiled nervously.

sam gave you a warm smile and you were able to read the sorry across his face. "let me update you on the case.." not being able to answer, sam pulled you away to the table which was covered in books.

"uhm..wow this already looks exhausting" you chuckled and sat down.

while sam updated you about the new case, castiel and dean still stood there and whispered about something. you were sure they were talking about you, but you didn't show any reaction towards it. you would work this case through with them and leave just as fast as you came. maybe spent some special time with sam, but nothing more.

"y/n?" sam's voice brought you back into reality and you looked at him a bit surprised.

"uhm..sorry! the drive was pretty long and..uhm well i am a bit all over the place i guess.."

"you're right where are my manners! i'll get you something to drink!" sam excused himself and quickly left the room.

looking over to the place cas and dean stood, they were gone. where were they?! you moved in your chair, feeling a bit uneasy, when cas finally came into the room.

"dean is sometimes very suspicious about new people." cas just stood there awkwardly and looked at you blankly.

"well i think i understand.." with a nervous smile you turned a bit into his direction.

"there is something off with your...aura" cas spoke out very randomly and tilted his head.

"sorry..?" looking at him in confusion.

"it's like there are two? like a little one in your..usual one?" cas tried to explain what he saw and you were able to tell by his gaze, he was literally studying you.

was he able to see the baby's aura?! was this even possible? would he even feel it?! quiet nervous about these thoughts you swallowed hard and cleared your throat.

"oh, uhm i was always told i am something special" nervously you laughed and turned back to the table.

sam appeared back in the room, joined by dean and the two sat down at the table with you.

"cas stop being weird and scaring our visitor." sam told cas and pointed to the chair.

"sorry." cas said and sat down.

sipping at your tea you listened carefully to sam and dean. by removing the mark off dean, you've released the darkness, which caused a whole lot of problems. you knew there was a price to it, but you never knew it would be this big. their hope was to find a spell in the book of the damned to lock the darkness away. that was the part you had to support them.

"so..do you think you can help us with that?" sam asked hopefully and smiled.

"i removed the mark off dean, releasing the darkness so it is my duty to find a way out of this." you nodded your head slightly and looked at the three of them. "it is the right thing to do..right?" a warm smile appeared on your lips.

you were able to see how the tension was released, after you said that and you looked at dean. he took another sip of his whiskey and took a deep breath, leaning his upper body forward, supporting his weight on his elbows, fingers on his chin.

"what's in it for you?" his low voice and strong gaze made you nervous again and you looked down into your cup.

looking back up at dean, you met his gaze again. "i just don't want to die."

dean raised and eyebrow and was quiet confused about that.

"what?"

"you heard me right. i just don't want to die." you said again.

"so no "queen of hell", "being the baddest witch alive" or whatever blah blah?!"

"dean just take her answer?!" being annoyed by dean's behavior, sam raised his voice a bit and looked at dean.

"really sammy?! are you that stupid?!" dean got louder and stood up in one shot. "you're telling me this is one of the strongest witches and her behavior is all vanilla and she doesn't want to die?! do you even listen to her?!" anger wore down on his body. his hands were balled into fists.

you knew exactly what he meant. you never behaved like that, but right now you had to. there was no way, you would risk the health of the baby, but you also understood why they didn't believe you.

before sam was able to shoot back, you got up and raised your voice.

"during the past few months, a lot has happened. i don't ask you do understand any of that, but like i said, the only thing i want is to live. i am not screwing you over." laying your eyes on dean, it only confirmed he was still not impressed. he stood there at the table and simply looked at you.

being to quick for anyone to react he grabbed your neck and pressed you down onto the table. sam and castiel shot up in shock and immediately tried to calm dean down. a hurtful squeal left your mouth and you didn't move a bit.

"dean what the fuck stop it!" sam rushed around the table and dean held his hand up, gesturing sam to stop as well as castiel. both of them stopped in their tracks and complete silence filled the room.

"i am giving you this one last chance, to tell us what your plan is and why you're helping us so willingly, or i will torture it out of you" his raspy voice filled the room and his fingertips buried their way into your neck.

another gasp left your mouth and tear swelled up in your eyes. "please i am begging you, s-"

"answer my god damn question!" dean raised his voice and you were able to see that sam was on and about to jump at dean, if he made one more move.

"i-i'm expecting a baby" you whispered quietly.

dean's hand immediately moved from you and pulled you back up. he turned you to look at the three of them and you took a sharp breath in.

sam's face went pale and the shock was written all over his face. all the thing's he wanted to ask were written all over his face, but he had to hold them back. dean nodded slightly and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"sorry..i-..you know we don't get this a lot.." dean tried to explain his actions and sighed.

simply nodding in response you pushed the chair aside and slowly sat back down. "i was surprised too.." you laughed insecure and looked at cas. his face lit up, because now it made sense why he saw two auras instead of just one.

the three sat back again and silence filled the room. sam supported his chin on his hand and the elbow of his arm on the table. staring absent on the table. dean leaned back in the chair and scratched his neck, rethinking his action and castiel just sat there and looked at sam and dean. before the awkwardness grew you cleared your throat and spoke up.

"so..uhm we need a spell to lock the darkness away right..?"

"yes!" dean quickly nodded.

"is there anything we..already know?"

"no not really..dean was the only one seeing her.." sam added and looked at dean.

"her? so..the darkness is a woman?" you laughed and looked at them.

"i was just as surprised!" cas added and shrugged his shoulders.

dean just nodded and you thought about that for a minute. "all i learned about the darkness was that, she was looked away before any life happened on earth. she never got in touch with anything we know." you explained.

"well explains why there is hardly anything about the darkness anywhere.." dean sighted.

"i will head off and check some of my possibilities." cas told you and right when he finished, he disappear.

you jumped slightly and looked back at sam and dean. "still have to get used to that.." you laughed slightly.

"you never will!" dean added with a small smile. "uhm..i am really sorry for what i just did.."

"it's okey. sam and cas are probably the only ones you have and you want to protect them." you calmed dean with a smile and rested your hand on your tummy. "i feel the same." you added.

you were able to tell that dean was very sorry for what he just did. his fingers reached for his glass and he took the last sip of his whiskey. "i feel like we should just rest for the night and continue tomorrow. the guy right here is in his dream already!" dean laughed and patted sam on the shoulder. "so let's head to the rooms. you're is the second on the left, right before the kitchen, bed is made and everything you need is there." dean said and went off into his room.

which left the two of you alone in the room. you felt the anxiety creep up in your body and looked at sam. his gaze was still on the table and his jaw was clicking. his breath was heavier and you were able to tell by his posture he was about to say something. he just didn't knew how.

"how?" he spoke up and his voice cracked.

"i don't know.." you answered confidently. you knew exactly how this was possible, but you knew how overwhelming it already was for him to know that you're pregnant. you didn't want to completely shock him and tell him witches were only able to get pregnant by their soulmate. that was a fact you weren't able to handle yourself properly.

"is it.." he stopped in the middle of his sentence and inhaled deeply. it looked like he thought about his question again. "is it mine..?"

you just knew this was going to come sooner or later, but you hoped it wouldn't. nonetheless the situation was here. "yes without a doubt. you were the only man in..ages i got intimate with.." the last few words were just whispers.

sam let out a tone you weren't able to identify. his hands stroke over his face and he buried his fingers in his hair. resting his head for a long moment in his hands.

you got up and checked the hallway, before moving over to his side. you stopped at his chair and rested your hands on his shoulders. "see, i don't know how to calm you down. i was just as confused, concerned and just scared as you are right now. but if it helps, nothing changes. i am working this case and i will leave again. you won't notice anything you don't have to care about me..well us"

he moved slowly and he was all over the place. he just looked at you and back down at your belly and back up at you. "i'm sorry i don't know what to say.." he whispered out and shook his head. "i never thought i'd find myself in a situation like this.."

you couldn't help, but laugh. "well..me neither" you confirmed and sat down next to him.

a small smile formed on his lips. "it's not like i never thought about it. it's just that..you know this life.."

you cut sam off and took his hands into yours. "you don't have to explain anything sam. i know just exactly what you mean. nonetheless it is what it is right now."

you just nodded and squeezed his hands tightly. once again he looked at your belly.

"what month..? i am not able to..you know, see the belly." he explained a bit insecure.

"the 4th month. i am just pretty good at hiding it.." you smiled and looked down at yourself. you pulled the dress a bit tighter and a tummy made itself noticeable. a whole lot of emotions overcame you and even though it felt completely wrong you loved it. you loved being pregnant, you loved sharing this with sam and him being the father. there was no way out no and to your surprise you didn't even wanted a way out. it was the part of you, you fought with for the longest time. being so naïve and weak to believe, you were able to live a normal life, but there you were. pregnant and full of hope.

his eyes widened a bit and he looked back up at you again. "that seems so..unreal." he mumbled more to himself.

"it has been a lot. i feel like we should rest and..you know let it sit." gently you stroke the back of his hand with your thumb and smiled.

"yeah you're right.." he agreed and simply pulled you into his arms again. "i do wanna care about..both of you y/n" he whispered against your temple and kissed it.

the first shock was over after a few weeks. you stayed with them for a while since the goal to lock away the darkness wasn't as easy. you and cas, aswell as dean grew together like friends and it felt like everything worked out for once. dean still didn't knew it was sam's baby, that was just one thing both of you weren't willing to share to anyone. it was just another day which passed and you got ready for bed. after having the talk with sam, the two of you needed a bit of space, adjusting to everything and haven't really had much time together. tonight was going to be different since dean and cas decided to work a case a few hours drive away from the bunker.

throughout the day you still hid your baby belly since you still felt very insecure showing it too much. you were used to only see it in bed or when you were alone. you knew it wouldn't work out forever, but you did as long as you could. wearing baggy sweaters or dresses most of the time. so you pulled another hoodie over your head and before you were able to leave your room, you heard a knock.

"come in!" you said and sat onto the bed.

sam came in, with a cup of tea in his hand and placed it on the nightstand. joining you on the bed.

"how are you feelin?" he asked and reached for your hand. holding your hand in his and slowly but gently massaging it.

"well i can tell the baby is growing.. i can feel my back and my feet, but it's fine" you explained and relaxed your hand in his grip.

"i know..we didn't have much time to ourselves lately, but..cas and dean are out and we have some time for ourselves. may i see the belly..?" sam asked a bit insecure. "if you don't feel comfortable, that's fine! i just..i just really wanna feel the baby i guess.." he explained and had a hard time finding the right words. you could tell it was burning deep down in him and of course you wouldn't deny his plea.

you carefully took you hand out of his grip and leaned back against the headboard of the bed. taking the seem of the hoodie into your fingers you slowly liftet it up, revealing the babybelly to him. sam's eyes followed every little move you made and when he saw the belly his eyes got a bit watery. you took his hand into yours and placed it gently on your belly. his big hands covered half of your small belly and you felt the warmth of his skin against yours. goosebumps covered your whole body and even to yourself this was a huge moment.

his hand gently pressed against your belly and a smile formed on his lips. "gosh..that's my baby.." he mumbled in fascination and switched his gaze from your tummy to you.

you smiled at him and rested your hand on top of his. his face got closer and you put your other hand onto his cheek. he closed the gap between the two of you and kissed you gently. you kissed him back and melted into the kiss. finally feeling completely at piece for once. all the worry and anxiety shifted off your shoulders for once and you were present. not worried about the future. it was just sam, the baby and you.

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novafics · 10 months

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l Spinning Out l

Sam Winchester x Reader

Warnings: sickfic, Sick reader, Worried Sam.

Summary: You were undoubtedly sick but the hunt must go on, right?

Word Count: 750

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Currently you were deep into a werewolf hunt with Sam and Dean, trying to hide how awful you felt. You never got sick, so for you to call out of a hunt would just not be acceptable in your eyes. You were sure that if you kept going and fighting through you would be perfectly fine by the end of it and no one would be the wiser. How wrong you were.

Sam had managed to track down the rogue werewolf you guys were hunting and so all three of you were in the Impala on route to the destination. Hiding how you were feeling on the inside was a piece of cake for you, however hiding how you looked was not so easy. You were currently taking shallow breaths sitting in the back of the car with your head resting on the window relishing in its cooling sensation on your feverish forehead.

“Hey baby are you doing ok? You're a little quite” you heard Sam say from the front seat. “Yeah you're normally talking my ear off on all the cool lore facts you know, why so quiet?” Ok so Sam asking if you were ok was one thing, as your boyfriend it was his literal job to worry about you, However if Dean noticed that you were acting off it was another thing, you were starting to let your mask fall with how sick you were really feeling, yet you were determined to keep your composure and not let anything slip. “Yeah I'm fine, just a little warm is all” you replied, Sam and Dean seemed to accept this answer as they turned their eyes back to the road, though you could tell that Sam wasn't all that convinced as you didn't fail to spot his worried glances in the mirror.

It didn't take much longer to reach your destination and soon you were all hopping out of the car ready to kill this werewolf. As you exited the Impala you were quick to realise just how weak you were, your legs could only just hold your full weight and your vision was starting to falter and make you off balance, yet you were determined to get this hunt finished.

You all made your way deep into the woods and the werewolves cabin soon came into view. ‘Not much longer now’ you told yourself, feeling worse by the minute. As you got closer to the cabin it seemed that you all had spooked the werewolf and he took off running deeper into the woods, You, Dean and Sam not far behind running after him.

By this point however you had gotten worse and worse and not even 5 minutes into sprinting after the guy had you falling over heaving for breath lying on the ground while your vision had you spinning out.

“Oh shit Baby? Baby? Please answer me, are you ok?” you heard Sam yell, hovering above you, holding your face in his hands. “I knew you weren't ok, You have such a high fever why didn't you tell us?” he asked. At this point Dean had managed to catch up to the werewolf and successfully kill him so you guys didn't have to worry about him taking you all out while you were still lying there trying to stay conscious.

“Damn [Y/N] you look like shit” Dean’s assessment was correct and so Sam decided enough was enough and hoisted you up into his arms settling you into the car with your head in his lap while he held you.

At this point while you looked up from his lap gazing at the worried expression on his face, you felt guilt course through you knowing that if you just told them he wouldn't be looking so sad. “I'm sorry, I didn't want to mess up the hunt” you apologise while tears rolled down your face, both from the extreme guilt you had for making him worry and how shitty you were feeling.

“ I don't ever want to hear you apologise for being sick, you hear me? I know how much you didn't want to let us down sweetheart” at knowing that he wasn't mad or upset anymore the tears slowly stopped and the remaining tears on your cheek were quickly wiped away by Sam with a kiss on your forehead making you smile.

“And hey since you're sick you can have a piece of Dean’s pie” you heard him whisper in your ear making you laugh.

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pexchybxbe · 2 years

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Inbox open for x reader fic requests!

Hallo! I'm opening up my inbox for just a couple fandoms, really only two.

Futurama and Supernatural.

Now, I will go ahead and say that I'm not too fond of gore, but I'll do small detailing of it if the fic request either says or implies it. I'm mostly open to fluff, but will do angst too. Smut is a meh, so it'll be like a 50/50 whether I decide to do smut requests or not.

Now, the list isn't long, but here are some character X Readers I'm comfortable with writing (only because I know the character well):

Philip J. Fry X Reader Leela X Reader Dean Winchester X Reader Sam Winchester X Reader Castiel X Reader Jack Kline X Reader Bender X Reader Amy Wong X Reader

Now, here are some of the !reader tags I'm willing to do:

upset/depressed!reader drunk!reader fem!reader nonbinary!reader male!reader gender-nonconforming!reader artist!reader coming out!reader (if reader is deciding to come out, whether it be sexuality or gender) and more if you guys think of any!

Some for only Futurama: stripper!reader alien!reader cryogenically frozen!reader and more if you guys come up with some!

Some for only Supernatural: vampire!reader demon!reader angel!reader spirit!reader haunted!reader hunter!reader and any more if you guys have something in mind!

I'll also do song fics as well with any of the !reader tags!

#supernatural #futurama #xreaders #supernaturalxreader #deanwinchesterxreader #castielxreader #samwinchesterxreader #turangaleelaxreader #philipjfryxreader #amywongxreader #benderxreader #samwinchesterxreaderr #fanfic request

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lustfordespair · 3 years

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SPN OC STORY??

Considering coming back to life with my stories and writing about my Supernatural OC that I’ve had since middle school. Just help me decide if I should. Here’s some headcanons about her:

- Her father was good friend’s with John, her and the boys would hangout sometimes- depends if they were around at the time.

- Growing up, she had no idea monsters and such existed. She just knew her father and the boy’s father would go on “business” trips sometimes.

- She has a twin brother, who knew about monsters. Along with a younger sister, who’s technically her half sister but she still cares deeply about her even though she’s the spawn of her mother’s affair.

- She’s about 2 years younger than Dean, two older than Sam. Meaning she’s met Mary and boy let me tell you Mary treated her like her own daughter while she was still around.

- Mommy issues. Her mother treats her like shit but favors her brother and sister. Thus why she was always a daddy’s girl.

- Relationship with a Winchester? Oh yeah. Her and Dean kissed once or twice in their teen years. Both most likely having feelings towards each other but never admitting it.

- She shares her love for rock with Dean, her dad showed her all she listened to. Regarding to this, she lives with her aunt cause her mother kicked her out, she attended a high school normally and even started a band. Which obviously Dean teases her about;)

- Like she shares a love for rock with Dean, she also shares a love for books like Sam. I guess in a way she’s a mix of both due to growing up with them but she’s still her own independent unique person.

- Oh, right... over time she lost touch with the brother’s. Around the time John went missing and Sam being in college. She’d text Dean from time to time but the talks weren’t long.

- How did they reunite? You remember that convention Charlie went to and got wasted? Yeah, she met her there. They became roommates after a while. She was there during the leviathan stuff.

That’s all for now but please tell me if I should write a book about her. I love her so much and she hold’s a spot in my heart.

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heloisedaphnebrightmore · 4 years

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Supernatural Characters and Actors Masterlist by Heloise Daphne Brightmore

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lost-in-the-hellaverse · 6 years

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Supernatural Imagine

⭐ Rewrite the Rules ⭐

SamxAngel!Reader

(Female Reader)

Angst

Summary: The reader is an angel who is introduced to Sam and Dean by her older brother, Castiel. Sam and the reader fall for each other, but intimate human and angel relationships are heavily frowned upon and the reader fears getting into trouble with her family in heaven. However, Sam is more than willinging to go against the status quo and try and be with the reader.

Y/N: Your Name

Y/H/C: Your Hair Color

Y/H/L: Your Hair Length

Y/E/C: Your Eye Color

***None of the gifs are mine they belong to their respected owners or Giphy***

Lyrics are from the song Rewrite the Stars from the Greatest Showman, I don't use the entire song but I used a good portion of the lyrics.

*Lyrics will be in bold italics*

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Y/N's POV

"So you're going to introduce me to your friends the Winchesters today?" I asked my older brother, Castiel. He was one of the few of my siblings I could get along with. Gabriel, Balthazar, Samandriel, Anna, Hannah, and Gadreel were the ones I knew had my back when I needed them. Unfortunately, Castiel was the only one left since all of the others were dead. I was constantly dealing with Naomi's and my other siblings rules and judgements. Since Jack was born some of the rules in Heaven got... stricter. While Castiel never listened to Heaven's rules anymore. It was no easy feat for him and I had wished I rebelled like he did or at least helped him. I was constantly stuck with that pressure to follow the rules.

"Yes, we'll be heading to the Men of Letters Bunker. You'll also have a chance to meet Jack."

I honestly wanted to meet my nephew as well. From what Castiel told me, Jack sounded like a really sweet kid and not at all like Lucifer. I followed Castiel and we teleported into this Bunker. This place was huge, we walked into a library and sitting at a table was the famous Winchester Brothers and also Jack.

"Sam, Dean, Jack, I'd like you guy's to meet my younger sister, Y/N." said Castiel. I gave a small wave and smiled.

"It's nice to meet you."

Jack had a huge smile on his face as he got up and walked over to me. "So you're my Aunt?" I said, "Well technically speaking I would be. It's nice to meet you Jack. I've heard so many good things about you!" He had another huge smile on his face. He really was a sweet kid.

Sam and Dean both walked over and had kind smiles on their faces. Dean held out his hand and I shook it.

"It's nice to meet you." He said.

"Nice too meet you as well Dean. Castiel has told me a lot about you."

I looked at Sam and suddenly I had this feeling...Was it good or was it bad? I could hardly describe it in that moment. We basically stared at each other and I wow...Sam is hot. I shook myself from those thoughts and Sam and I shook hands.

"It's nice to meet you, Y/N."

"Nice to meet you as well, Sam."

And from that moment I just knew...I was falling for a human, not just any human but Sam Winchester. I was going to be in so much trouble.

Weeks had gone by which then turned to a few months. Throughout those months of visiting the Winchesters, I started to notice that Sam was having feelings for me as I did him. It just seemed obvious with his gestures.

A lingering stare here and there, physical contact a little longer than necessary, him in generally trying to be near me. I found it so sweet and endearing but I was having trouble with this new found feeling back in Heaven...

The previous week...

Naomi and few of my other older siblings wanted to talk about the fact I was visiting The Winchesters so much. They really didn't have a problem with Castiel anymore. But Heaven being so low on Angels they did not like me leaving so much.

"Y/N, why do you keep visiting the Winchesters so much? Death follows them like a shadow. I will not have another Angel loss due to their actions or association with one of us."

"Naomi, I-"

Ariella interrupted me and said, "I know very well why she keeps going back. She's falling in love with Sam Winchester."

I glared at Ariella, she was always cruel to me and ruined my fun more times than anyone could count. She must have been spying on me for Naomi and reading my thoughts.

Naomi, Raziel, and Adriel whipped their heads around so fast and looked at me wide eyed which then turned to very stern looks. I wanted to run, I wanted to hide, they honestly scared me when they got angry.

Raziel spoke up, "Y/N, you know very well what the rules are. Intimate Relationships between Angels and Humans are forbidden!"

Naomi gave me a disappointed look and said, "I will not forbid you from seeing them. Because Castiel would show up and there will be trouble. You know you and Sam Winchester can't be together. Do you understand?"

I sighed and looked up at them trying to hold back tears, "I understand."

Sam's POV

I wondered why Y/N hadn't visited in a while. It had been two weeks now and Cas said she was just busy, well that's what he said she told him. I couldn't sleep so I walked into the library and Y/N was there putting books away that I had forgotten to put back. I had missed seeing her around she had a wonderful personality. She was kind, smart, and thoughtful. When she was here, she helped teach Jack and helped Dean and I with research and reminded us to eat and get sleep when we got too into the zone. She healed us after hunts when we got severely injured and I loved talking with her. I knew she had to have been feeling the same way about me...But was I wrong and had I pushed her away?

Y/N turned and finally noticed me standing in the library entrance. She seemed a bit surprised and said, "Oh hey Sam, what are you doing up so late?"

"I couldn't sleep. I wasn't expecting to see you in here though, but it's a nice surprise." I smiled and she gave a small smile and looked back at the books. Was she...was she blushing? I could hardly make it out but her cheeks seemed to be a light shade of pink now. I walked further into the library and was closer to her. She continued to put the books away and I gently placed my hand on her left one which was holding a book and said, "You don't have to clean this up."

"I know, but I figured I would anyway to help out."

"Well since I was the one who left them out. I'll help you put the rest away."

I took some books she had stacked in her other arm and helped her put them away. I gave her glances every few minutes. I swore I caught her glancing at me as well. We sat down at a table when we finished. We'd been dancing around this for so long, I figured maybe I should just straight up ask her.

"Y/N, I think we need to talk about the obvious fact we both really like each other."

She froze and looked away from me but her cheeks flushed a brighter pink.

"Y/N?"

"Sam, I do like you but...our hands are tied I can't.

"You know I want you, it's not a secret I try to hide. I know you want me, so don't keep saying our hands are tied. You claim it's not in the cards, Fate is pulling you miles away, and out of reach from me. But you're here in my heart So who can stop me if I decide that you're my destiny?"

She sighed and said, "Sam, there are rules in Heaven now...I-I can't..." She stood up getting ready to leave, but I got out of my chair and stood in front of her.

"What if we rewrite the stars? Say you were made to be mine. Nothing could keep us apart. You'd be the one I was meant to find. It's up to you, and it's up to me. No one can say what we get to be, so why don't we rewrite the stars? Maybe the world could be ours tonight."

She looked down and looked back up at me and said with a frown on her face, "You think it's easy. You think I don't want to run to you. But there are mountains and there are doors that we can't walk through. I know you're wondering why because we're able to be just you and me within these walls. But when we go outside, you're going to wake up and see that it was hopeless after all! No one can rewrite the stars. How can you say you'll be mine? Everything keeps us apart and I'm not the one you were meant to find. It's not up to you, it's not up to me. When everyone tells us what we can be. How can we rewrite the stars?Say that the world can be ours tonight."

I stepped closer to her and I placed a hand on her cheek and leaned downed and kissed her. I wrapped my arms around her as we deepened the kiss. My hands were then in her Y/H/C Y/H/L; She was kissing me back and then like reality hit her, she quickly pulled away from my lips and arms.

She rubbed her arms and looked down then back up at me with her Y/E/C, they were shining with tears she said, "You know I want you. It's not a secret I try to hide. But I can't have you, We're bound to break and my hands are tied...My older siblings, Naomi, Ariella, Raziel, and Adriel...If they found out Sam they'll hurt you or worse kill you! I can't let that happen. We cannot be together I'm sorry."

I tried to step closer to her but she backed away I said, "I'm not scared of Angels, they can't keep us apart. Don't let them dictate your life Y/N."

She quielty said, "I'm sorry...goodbye Sam." She then teleported out of the Bunker and was gone.

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A/N: Hope you all liked this imagine! I may write a Part 2 I don't really know yet. Unless anyone wants a Part 2, I may consider it. ;)

Also if you want to be tagged for Part 2 just let me know.

Tags: @enby-in-fandom @assbutt-still-in-hell @grellaofasguard

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winchester-books · 6 years

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What The Hell

Based On: Supernatural

Characters: Reader, Sam

Warnings: Injuries, Language

Word Count: 570

Request (anonymous): Hey! Could you please do a Sam x Reader were he saves her from a wedigo, but he gets badly hurt? Thank you!!

You stared at the pile of ashes in front of you only one thing on your mind, what the hell?

Sure you had been knocked out, woke up tied up in a cave with no explanation, and were probably pretty close to bleeding out because of a giant gash on your thigh, but those three words were the only things you could seem to come up with at the moment.

"Are you alright?" A man groaned from the floor.

"Umm, I'm not sure," you gaped as you looked at the man, his presence only raising more questions.

When the hell did he get here? Ohh, that's a lot of blood. Damn, how can someone be in so much pain and still so attractive? Was he single?

You settled on a more appropriate question for the time being, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he grunted, seeming to just now notice the amount of blood pooling on his shirt. "That's a lot of blood, we've gotta get you outa here," he gestured to your bloody thigh.

You scoffed, shooting his remark right back at him as pointing at his shoulder, "No, that's a lot of blood,"

"I'm fine," he let out a pained groan as he stood up, "Can you stand?"

You managed to pull yourself off the ground with the help of the cave's wall, wincing when you put pressure on your injured leg. You gave him a weak smile. You didn't want him to feel like he needed to help you, he was already in enough pain.

"We can get out this way," he pointed to the left of him, "I'm Sam by the way," He grimaced as he began walking the direction he pointed.

"Y/N," you said as you stuck to the wall, using it to support yourself, "Umm, thanks for saving me from that, uh, thing.” You cleared your throat, “Umm...What was that by the way?"

Sam looked back to make sure you were still doing okay, "That was a Wendigo. They are-uhh," he grunted in pain again, "supernatural creatures,"

"Oh, okay," you didn't really know what you were supposed to say to that, but at that moment you were more focused on your throbbing leg, then the man’s insane explanation.

Sam seemed to notice your pain because he walked over to you and put his good arm around your waist, which you had to admit was much more comfortable than the wall.

"I'm okay Sam-"

"No you're not Y/N, please let me help you,"

You let him continue to support you, figuring that arguing would only make the situation worse for both of you.

"How did you even find me?" You asked, trying to make some conversation.

"Your brother, he said you went missing from a camping trip, my brother and I decided to see if we could help-"

"Your brother?" You noticed the amount of blood he was losing and that his eyes that were starting to stay closed a little longer every time he blinked. Now not only were you intrigued, but you were trying to keep him awake.

"Yeah," he winced as he struggled to support both you and himself, "We're what you call hunters, we kill supernatural creatures. It kinda runs in the family,"

"Did your brother come with you?" You tried to keep him talking so he wouldn’t pass out.

"Yeah..." he trailed off.

"Sam?" You asked worriedly.

"He uhhh, he went to get the car," Sam shook himself out of his stupor, "I heard screams and found you and the Wendigo,"

“Maybe we should take a break for a minute,”

“No, we’ve gotta get outa here,” Sam continued to trek forward.

Sam began to sway and you tried to help keep him from falling. You weren’t sure what you were thinking, you were half his size and had only one good leg. Sam fell to the ground, taking him with you.

“Sam?” Your voice was muffled by his giant arm that was draped across your face. When he didn’t respond you shoved him off of you and sat up. “Sam?”

“It’s okay, my brother... will come,” he muttered before drifting into unconsciousness.

“I sure hope so,” you sighed to yourself.

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Hope you all enjoyed. Let me know what you thought! Always keep fighting

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cream-the-lass-blog · 6 years

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Just a Beer

One Shot: Rated M - Smut🛑

Sam Winchester x Reader

Warning - First fanfic, enjoy ;)

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It's going to be okay. What could go wrong. Right? You sigh.

You hope at least.

5 mins earlier...

" (Y/N), I need you to watch Sam for me." Dean says as he put he's little brother down on the couch.

" Wait Dean! What happened? , Is he drunk?" You replied you looking at Sam.

When Dean's Mad, he hits the bar. Totally understandable. But Sam drunk? That's weird. Must be a hard day..

You turn around and to face Dean, hes gone. What the fuck happened. Dean's mad or frustrated and Sam's Drunk.

You kneeled and hold Sam's shoulders, trying to make him look at you properly. He just looks at you, as if he's not hearing anything your saying. Yup he's drunk.

Grabbing your waist towards him. Holding you in place.

Hmm Sammy, you can let me go now" you said

"no" he quickly replied.

As much as your happy to feel him this close and secretly liking Sam, you'd preferred if he's sober. It's just that it can get really hot. For you at least. But then again, you wish for this even just once.

Wait no, this not right. You sigh..

It's going to be okay. What could go wrong. Right? You sigh.

"Sam, Sam." Saying while pulling yourself away on his hug. "You must be tired. Come on, lets get you to bed big guy" helping him get up.

As he got to bed he reached for your arm and pulled you again. Hugging you tight. you hugged back. He nuzzles he's face on your neck feeling his breath, beard and lips.

You want to be okay with this, but you can help but melt yourself.

" y/n) I want you so bad" voice deep and husky. Looking at your eyes.

You processed what is happening. Just by looking... Wait. He's not drunk. It's positive.

"how do ya want me, Sammy?" Trying to see what would he do. Pulls you slowly and kisses you. Slowly, deeply. Hands roaming your back till it got to your ass. As he clutch it, you slap his hands off. Giving you a small way to get away.

" Sorry Sammy. I don't sleep with someone drunk or vise versa" you winked at him. Kissing him on the forehead. Patting him on the cheek. "Go sleep, Sammy" Quickly move to the bathroom.

As you dressed in a big shirt long enough to contact to ur knees and your underwear. Seeing Sam already laid down. You closed the lights and sleep on the bed next to his. Laying on your stomach.

On closing your eyes, you potray again on how you loved the hug. The feeling of his hands on you. Dreaming of he's hands, holding you, gripping ur ass pulling you close. Rubbing himself on you. Lips on ur lips, neck, shoulders, breast, and even your... Then you felt it, a pair of hands on you. Sam.

You pretend to sleep. Hoping he'd go back to sleep. "Y/n) I know ur not as sleep." He says. You didn't budge.

You felt he's hands on the ends of your shirt. Moving he's hands up, caressing your skin, from back of your knees to your ass. kissing every uncovered skin. "(Y/n)" he pulls ur panties off, slowly.

Spreading your legs, "( y/n), your wet... Yummy". Licks your slit slowly. You can hide your moans, making he's ears want more. Licking you slit then you pushing it inside. You felt his finger in you, producing more sweet moans for him. He pulled your ass and grind on you, feeling he's thick cock on your wet cunt. Your can't help moaning for the tease.

"y/n my very beautiful woman, your mine." pushing his cock on you. With slow but deep pace. Not stopping. Your writhing beneath him, fuck.. he's so good. Him inside, his cock filling all. Can't help moaning every push, holding your hips.

Kissing your neck, pushing himself harder and faster. You moaning mess as he bit you. He put his hand on your clit. The next your cuming. Screaming he's name. Hands on ur sheets. He cums after you, Pushing himself deep in you. Filling you in. He removed himself moved beside you. Pulling you to his side.

" just a beer. (y/n)." Sam quietly say " I'm not drunk"

" I know" you smiled.

" was it obvious? " Sam replied

You laughed. Kissing him in the cheek. " I knew from the moment you looked at me, Sammy" you whispered on his ear.

Pushing you to your back, kissing you. Your hands on his hair to his back. Pushing himself in you. "I'll enjoy you so bad"

Oh yess..

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imherefortheangsts-blog · 6 years

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It’s weird

You know what I hate?

How I can’t read Dean Winchester x Reader , Castiel x reader or Sam Winchester x reader without feeling a bit creeped out. I mean shit they’re hot, but it breaks my heart that people do this thing called aging. I feel like I’m reading grandpa x reader every time I read the Winchester brothers or anything remotely close to their age. Idk it’s just weird for me to read supernatural inserts anymore. I used to love it and I’ll keep onto those happy memories.

Anyone have this problem?

Just me?

Ok...

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hunter-of-sorts · 6 years

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Whispers

A/N- First fic of the year! Sorry I’ve been so inactive, life has been… horrible, but getting through it. Anywho tell me what you think! x)

Prompt- After finishing a hunt, the Winchesters and you want nothing but to go home, but because you felt horribly sick you all stayed one more night in the motel. Sam worries for you as he always is. Can he finally tell you how he feels?

Sam x Reader

Word Count- 1382

“There’s something about you that I love,” you began to sing, as you showered. You were letting the water pour over your hair, thinking of, someone.

You loved to just sing in the shower, even if it was in a dingy motel. You sounded better, or at least you thought so. It didn’t matter to you since no one was there to here you, but again, you thought so.

Unbeknownst to you, Sam was right outside the door. You got a separate room than the boys since you didn’t feel very well, and the wonderful Sam came to check on you. He smiled as he leaned his head against the door. This is the first time he’s ever heard you sing. He tried to figure out what he was singing but he couldn’t place it.

Which was because you were just singing whatever words came to mind.

He loved finding new things about you, but he knows, no matter how close he might seem to you, you are still far away. He heard the water stop as he thought that. He quietly exited the room and waited a bit before knocking on the door once again.

“Y/N?” he called.

You had just gotten out of the bathroom, panicked at the sound of his voice. “S-Sam? What’s up?” you asked, leaning your head against the door.

“Uuh- I wanted to see if you were feeling better,” he said from the other side of the door, leaning his head against it.

“Yeah, I’m… okay,” you say though you know you still have a fever. It was wasn’t bothering you that much so as to not worry him, you lied.

“You sure?” Sam asked, not wanting the conversation to end there. ‘A little longer,’ he thought.

“Yeah,” you lied again. “Thank for worrying though.”

He didn’t say anything after. You even thought he might have left, but you didn’t dare budge from your spot. Neither did he.

After that long pause Sam sighed, “Can I come in?” He dared asked. He held his breath, fearing your response.

“N-no… You guys are already going to be stuck in a car for hours with me and my germs. I don’t wanna risk getting you sick any more than that.” You told him that, hating every word. Yes you were sick and didn’t want to get them sick, but you so badly wanted to open the door and let him in. You just turn him away on impulse. You don’t know why you do this.

He sighed but then narrowed his eyes. He reached for your door knob, turning it and opening your door. He looked straight at you. He put his hand on your forehead. “You still have a fever.” He told you even though he saw the panic in your eyes.

“I…” you start but you knew it was pointless to continue lying. You sighed, “I- still feel sick, but better than yesterday. I just don’t want you guys to worry about me. “I’m-” you continued, but you started feeling dizzy.

“Whoa,” Sam said as he helped you to your bed. “Rest a little before we leave. Okay?”

You simply nodded. For some reason you let Sam tuck you in. You closed your eyes, half because you were tired, and half because you couldn’t bear to look Sam in the eyes any longer.

Soon your breathing slowed to signify that you were sleeping peacefully. Sam sighed but smiled. He kissed your forehead, his lips barely brushing against your skin. He didn’t want to risk waking you up.

He went to check on Dean, who was getting breakfast.

“Hey… You tell Y/N that we’re leavin?” Dean asked, setting a white paper bag with Sam’s breakfast before him.

“Uh- about that. Y/N is… not feeling a hundred percent yet. Let Y/N sleep a bit longer,” Sam told his brother, reaching for the bag.

Dean stared at him, smirk forming. “You two are somethin’,” he whispers to himself.

“What?” questioned Sam.

Dean cleared his throat and walked over to his bed, laying down on it, “Nothing.”

An hour later~

Sam knocked lightly on you door. At Dean’s behest, he came to check if you woke up already. Sam knew that he wasn’t so much mad or intentionally bugging about you because you were sick, in fact it was the opposite. Dean just feels as though you’d feel better in your own home. That and he missed his memory foam bed.

When you didn’t answer, he slowly opened your door, finding you still sound asleep.

“S- am,” you whispered in your slumber.

Sam’s eyes widened more than ever in his life. His heart quickened. His face, gradually becoming slightly redder than it should. He didn’t move from his spot by the door. Almost as if frozen in place.

In spite of his surprise, he walked over to your bedside, and check your forehead to see if you still had a fever. Your skin hot against his hand. “You’re burning up,” he whispered to himself.

He ran out of your room and back to his.

“We leavin?” Dean questioned, getting up from bed.

“Yeah but we’re going to the hospital. Y/N is sicker than we thought,” Sam told him.

Dean readied everything and raced to start the car while Sam ran back to your room. He place an arm under your legs and another on the back of your neck. He lifted you up and carried you to the car. Where Dean then drove faster than he had ever.

When you woke up, you were in the hospital. Wires were attached to your arms. A monitor beeped along with your own heartbeat. A hand was entangled with your left hand.

You turned to find Sam there, asleep on a chair next to your bed. His head resting on his arm on the bed. His hand in yours.

“Where am I?” you wanted to ask but I came out more of an inaudible mumble rather than words.

Sam’s head shot up hearing the sudden sound. He smiled and sighed out of relief when he saw that you had woken up. “How’re you feeling?”

You cleared your throat. “Um,” you started. “Okay.” You ended up saying, not wanting your voice to crack.

“You had a really high fever so I- we, brought you to the hospital. You’ve been asleep for almost two days. I’m glad you’re feeling better. Had me worried there.” He told you.

“Thanks…” you say, your eyes quickly looking at your linked hands.

“Listen,” he began, noticing you looking at your hands. “I have something to tell you.”

Dean entered the room, coffees in hand. “Hey! You’re awake,” he said.

Sam released his hand from yours. “Dean,” he sighed so softly you thought you imagined it.

“Sorry,” Dean whispered to his brother. He turned to you, “Feelin better?”

You nodded, “Kinda wish I was home but at least I don’t feel sick anymore.”

“No problem. Let’s just get out of here,” Dean responded.

Sam went to call the nurse so you could sign papers that would let the hospital release you. Dean wanted to just up and leave but you didn’t want to cause more of a fuss. The ride home after that was long, but you slept for most of it.

“Hey, I interrupted you earlier, sorry bout that man,” Dean said.

Sam sighed and rolled his eyes, “Yeah its fine.”

There was a long silence.

“I’m happy for you,” Dean all but whispered.

“Don’t be happy for me yet,” Sam responded.

That night~

You had been awake when you arrived at the bunker. Awake when Sam checked on you. Awake when Sam lifted you in his arms. Awake as he carried you through the bunker and into your room.

Awake when he laid you gently laid you on your bed. Kissing your forehead. Telling you how he feels.

“I like you,” he whispered. Almost as if he was practicing, right then and there in your room. “I love…” he sighed. “I like you a lot.” He sighed once more before leaving your room, closing the door behind him.

After slowly opening your eyes, you sat up, and looked toward the very door he had just left from. “I like you too,” you whispered back. The words going unheard.

Hope you liked it! x)

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taylortots-world · 1 year

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Okay so I had this ff idea. Set in an AU, rockstar Dean. Dean as the lead singer, Sam on bass, Jack on guitar and Cas on drums. For band names I’m thinking “Vengeful Spirit” or “The Wendigos.” PLS LMK WHAT YOU THINK 🙏🏻🙏🏻

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justroaminground · 11 months

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long time no see (Dean Winchester x Reader)

summary: the winchester's had a case in your city and back then you got pregnant from dean. later on in life you and the winchester's including your boy cross paths.

warnings: NSFW, smut, 18+, fluff, oral, mentionings of motherhood, single mom

Enjoy! If there are any requests feel free to leave them. Sorry for mistakes i am sure you get the point. ;) xx

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it was a autumn windy day and you made your way to the city. you haven't been there for quiet a while since you move up the hills leaving each and everyone behind you. still you had to get back to the civilization here and there to get some things done.

the reason you left, was because a few years prior you were involved in a case from the winchesters. it had changed your life completely. demons were possessing your family including the complete neighborhood and you were the only one surviving.

since the case wasn't over just then the winchester stayed for a few more weeks and helped the city get back to normal. it was horrible to see all of that going down no discussions, but one "thing" stayed forever since then.

you looked down at your little boy and smiled at him. "c'mon ames, we will go to the city and after that i will check up what we learned yesterday!"

"can't we do that tomorrow mommy?! i am sure i will be veeeery tired after we come back.." ames dramatically whined and looked up at you with his green eyes.

"i will play your favorite ACDC cassette in the car!" you knew just exactly what you had to do, to get him where you wanted him.

"deal!!!" he jumped with a huge smile on his face and ran to the car. you followed him and loaded all the needed essentials into the car. getting into.

you drove off to the city, listening to the ACDC songs playing and your son singing along. you peeked over to him just to admire this little creature, which is the only reason you still see this world as a happy place, protecting him with everything you have.

a few hours in the trip the environment started to change. a punch of people rushed trough the streets, bright billboards flashed from all sides and everyone seemed busy.

"mom why don't we live here?" ames mumbled while observing every inch of the surroundings.

"maybe one day little rockstar" you smiled at him. quickly your gaze went back to the streets. when this one particular car got your attention.

a 1967 chevrolet impala

"mommy mommy mommy look at that car!! can we stop here?!??" ames said excited while clapping his hands.

"u-uhm" you coughed trying to find your voice. "i don't know we should get the groceries ames." you finished of your sentence trying to convince him. a quick gaze to your side confirmed your instinct, ames looked at you with his puppy eyes.

"alright, alright.." you calmed him down and parked your car at the next parking lot.

you got out of the car and walked around it, helping the 6 year old boy out of your car you took his little hand in yours and walked to dean's car.

your feelings mixed up and you weren't sure anymore how you felt. praying you would be able to walk away before the winchester got back to their car.

ames walked around the car looking excitedly trough the window. maybe it wasn't even their car?! you though to yourself when a male voice knocked you out from debating with yourself.

"wanna get in and look at it from the inside?!" dean talked straight to ames, not noticing you yet.

"hell yeah!" ames looked up at dean, sparkling eyes and bright smile on his face.

"ames! watch your mouth!" you told him and felt nervousness creeping up in your veins.

dean laughed at ames and unlocked the car, while opening the door he froze in shock and looked straight into your eyes over the roof of his impala.

"Y/n?!´" he spoke out in a calm but surprised tone.

"hi dean."

a bit unsure what is about to go down, ames walked back to your side and took your hand.

"mommy you know this man?" he questioned you and looked up at you.

"u-ugh, yeah this is dean." you smiled down at ames and looked back at dean. "dean this is ames." your nerves eased a bit and stroke through ames hair.

"glad to see you again and nice meeting you little..boy" a heartfelt smile crossed deans face and you were able to see insecurity crossing his face because of ames. "i was just on my way to a diner, sam's waiting for me. wanna join? would love to spend some time with you." his look full of hope made you literally weak

it seemed easier the way it was. ames never really wanted to know where his dad was. he knew that he left which left the two of you as a team. on the other hand you'd love him to have a dad, but dean just wouldn't be able to fulfill this role considering his "lifestyle".

"yeah why not, haven't eaten yet!" taking your keys out you wanted to walk over to your car.

"uhm..mommy can't we just drive with dean?!" ames asked and looked at dean.

"please! i am asking you to drive with me." dean spoke up and pointed to his car.

the two of you got in the backseat and acdc started to play.

"you have the coolest friends!" ames excitingly said while singing along.

dean laughed and looked at the two of you through the mirror.

"he loves acdc" you confirmed to dean and laughed.

arriving to the diner the three of you met sam. he still remembered you from the case a few years back. ames loved them right away and it would be a hard time saying goodbyes, but for now the four of you were here and enjoyed the burgers.

"ames you have a very cool necklaces there." dean complimented ames amulet and looked over at you. you sipped at your coke and bit your lip.

it was the one dean gave you before he left you. back then you thought you were having a special place in deans heart only to be confronted by reality and never hearing from him to this day. maybe this was fate or simply just coincidence. either way you enjoy every second right now.

"thank's, mommy gave it to me. telling me it protects me from evil things." he proudly told dean and showed him, his own amulet.

sam laughed slightly and looked from ames to dean and back to you. already feeling something is off.

"very nice i like it! how does you mom protect herself from bad stuff?" deans gaze went form ames to you, raising his eyebrow.

"she has a very cool tattoo! i want the same one when i am bigger!" like the little ball of energy ames is he answered before you were able to answer.

"yeah exactly." you confirmed. "the pentagram, i am sure you know." you added while looking from sam to dean.

insecurity and slight panic crossed deans face once again at the fact of how similar ames is to him. sam leaned back with a huge smirk on his face and looked at dean from the side.

"c'mon ames need a toilet break? we should definitely get our things before heading back home." you cleaned a bit of ketchup from his mouth. "we live about 2 hours from the city, up the hill. we do a city trip every month and mostly live up there. that's why we are a bit in a rush." you explained to sam and dean.

"nooo mommy i do not wanna go yet!" ames whined out and looked at you with his puppy eyes.

"ugh yeah no i mean i get it, but you can't leave just yet!" dean managed to speak up.

"sorry we really have to.." you smiled at him in excuse and went to the toilette with ames.

coming back to the table you find the two brothers still sitting there and took your bag from the seat.

"hold on." dean said getting up. "sam just said he'd love to get all the things you need. if you want you can join my brother little one" dean spoke down to ames and smiled.

"ugh i-" cut off by ames already being convinced from dean's plan he stood next to sam, holding his hand and smiling up at him.

sam looked down at ames a bit overwhelmed and smiled at you. you knew from the bottom of your heart there is no safer man to leave ames with, than sam.

"okey okey..uhm..at least let me pay!" you said while handing sam your wallet.

"i am just taking that because i do not talk back to a woman, but i won't use it y/r." sam said while turning on his heel and leaving the diner with ames.

looking at dean you smiled insecure.

"if you don't mind i'd love to take another drink and speak about some things..?" he looked at you.

knowing there was a reason he sent sam away with ames.

"yeah sure" you sat back onto the bench and the two of you ordered something to drink.

hours passed and the two of you talked about what was going on the past few years. most of the time you were talking since dean wouldn't be able to explain what was going on in his life in one sitting.

"so yeah i decided after everything that went down to move up the hills." you explained while taking another sip.

"thank you for sharing all that, but i think you forgot a very big part in your story" dean said in a very serious tone.

trying one last time to pass over the topic "ames" you played with your fingers and looked him in the eyes.

"i thought we were passing over some things?" you said while touching on the fact that he hasn't explaing everything from the past few years himself.

"y/r.." dean spoke out in a warning tone.

"alright alright.." you nodded your head and exhaled loudly. "would you mind getting out of here?" asking him you wanted to have some privacy with him.

"no! our motel is right around the corner.." dean explained and the two of you payed.

getting out of the diner and to their motel room, he set you up with a coke but you shoke your head.

"i think i need a beer this time" you said while sitting down.

his eyes widened a bit and handed you the beer. you drank a bit of it and forced yourself to finally confront him with the topic.

"you see i don't wanna talk around it for too long, but yes. ames is your son." you talked it right out. your voice shaking and you're sitting there in front of him feeling the most vulnerable you have ever felt.

his face turns sad and he looked away onto the floor. he leans against the counter with his feet crossed. his head slightly nodding while letting the fact, he's a dad sink in. his assumption's only being confirmed it weighted heavy on him.

silence filled the room and you couldn't just sit there any longer. you walked over to him, leaning at the counter next to him.

"i found out i was pregnant about 2 months after. i got all the savings from mom and dad and moved up the hills. the few thing's i learned from you and sam i used to be safe, but thank's to god, nothing really happened except for this one ghost encounter. anyway the pregnancy went just fine and after 9 months we were two living up there. he had the most wholesome and happy childhood and still has. he is homeschooled and thing's are good. i thought of you many times, but thought it was better that way." you explained pretty rough how thing's went down and put one hand on his shoulder. "don't get me wrong dean, you'd be a amazing father. i just thing it is better for ames this way. it would break his heart knowing you're his father and not being able to spend enough time with you."

silence fills the room again and you can clearly see tears in deans eyes. he bit his lip to hold them back and looked at you.

"c'mere" he whispered, while pulling you into his arms. you wrapped your arms around his torso and buried your face into his neck. you stroke along his back and it felt like he has never been away.

he hugged you tight, placing a small kiss onto your forehead. "thank you for being such a brave and strong mother. he's such a wholesome and lovely boy." dean calmly said and pulled back a bit just to be able to look into your eyes.

your cheeks got red real quick and you smiled. "you are always welcome to spent time with him.. know that." you whispered and the words faded away.

time suddenly seemed to stand still and the eyecontact got very intense. "dean i-" you tried to stop what was about to happen, because you knew there was no way out.

not being able to finish your sentence you felt his soft lips against yours. a huge weight fell off your chest and you closed your eyes. carefully you moved your lips agains his and showed him you were okey with the kiss. his hands were laying flat on your back and he pressed you against his body.

you hummed a surprised whimper against his lips and put your hands on his chest. one sliding up to his neck. his hands started to roam your body and found their way under your jacket. he stripped of your jacket and you pulled slightly away from him just to let it fall to the ground.

the kiss got more heated as you crashed your lips back onto his and clawed his flannel needy. you stood up on your tiptoes just to get more of him. his hands grabber your sides and you pressed your body against his. feeling every inch of you against his body. within seconds he grabbed your waist, picked you up and placed you on top of the counter. your legs interlocked around his waist and you started to unbutton his flannel. softly stripping it off his shoulders, exposing his well trained upper body. you bit your lip and placed your hands on his strong chest.

dean looked at you with a smirk and his hands slowly made their way up your thighs. with flustered cheeks you looked up at him and kissed his lips again.

"i missed that so much" you whispered against his lips.

"let me care of you" dean mumbled into the kiss and made his way down your neck. leaving wet kiss.

your head leaned back onto the cupboard and your body arched against his body. his fingers made their way to your panties and with his thumb he slightly but knowingly pressed against your weakness.

a sweet moan left your lips and your hands were searching for support, resting on his biceps.

"does that make you feel good baby?" his gaze scanned every inch of your facial expressions and you looked up at him with innocent eyes. you quickly nodded, pressing you hips slightly against his fingers.

"use your words, i wanna hear how i make you feel." he stopped for a second undressed your pantie.

"yes sir." you said while following his movements with your eyes.

he came back up and spreaded your legs just a bit more and his hands shoved up your dress. a smirk formed on your lips and you bit your lower lip.

"lucky me i chose just the right outfit today" you whispered in arousal and your hands found their way to his jeans. you started to unbuckle his jeans. letting them fall to the ground including his boxers. exposing his hard member.

his fingers found their way back to your already wet pussy and he played with your clit while sliding teasingly slow down to your entrance. his boner pressing against your thigh.

"lucky me having such a hot mess all to myself." dean growled into your ear and you clawed into his shoulders with one hand. you spit into your other hand and took this length in your hand, starting to stroke his cock.

"d-dean please" you moaned softly while pressing your eyes shut.

slowly but determinant his fingers entered you. you walls clenching around his fingers not being used to the feeling since you haven't been touched since the last time the two of you slept together.

"gosh your so tight!" dean couldn't help but moan out and started to move his fingers inside you. pushing them in and out, curving them just the right way to hit your sweet spot.

you moaned out loud his name and felt yourself getting close. you let go of his cock and hold onto his hand.

"i-i'm gonna cum dean." you breathed out heavily and licked your lower lip.

"c'mon" he said while helping you hop from the counter. he helped you undress the dress and threw it to the floor. your arms found their way around his neck and you walked him to the wall, pressing him slightly against it and letting yourself fall on your knees in front of him. whitout any hesitation you wrapped your lips around his tip and teased him with your tongue.

"holy fuck y/r!" dean moaned out ins surprise and his hand buried in your hair.

you started moving your head and at first you had quite a bit of a problem fitting him into your mouth, but the more you relaxed the easier it got. you sucked him off hungrily and even gagged a bit on his length and thickness.

"just like that baby" dean praised you and pushed his hips against you. your hands rested on his thighs and your doll like eyes looked up at him.

"gosh you're making me weak with those eyes!" dean moaned out and leaned his shoulders against the wall. his hands in your hair and eyes shut. you could feel his cock twitch in your mouth and your mouth started to water even more. pressing his hips gently back onto the wall you move your head and support your movements with one hand. he couldn't hold it any longe and came into your mouth.

"fuck y/n, where did that came from?!" he breathed out surprised and quickly pulled you up on your legs. pushing you against the wall with your back facing him.

"never pull any preconceptions.." you warned him cheekily, grinding against his length. "i wanna fell you dean" you pleaded out and felt sich hands on your hip. you upper body still pressed against the wall while your bottom his pressed back against him.

dean took his cock and parted your lips, teasingly stroking your clit he moved his length up to your entrance and held you still. he pushed his pelvic against yours and enters you inch by inch.

a throaty moan escaped your lips and your hands laid flat on the wall next to your chest. dean pressed you against the wall, thrusting into you deep and slow. pressing your eyes shut you had to concentrate to not collapse onto your knees.

"f-faster dean. fuck me faster and harder" you moaned over your shoulder and grabbed with one hand his hand, which was laying on your hip grabbing into it for support.

he kissed your shoulder blade and bit teasingly into your neck. "as you wish my love" he spoke with a raspy voice into your ear and picked up speed. his trusts got faster and harder. your moans got louder and you held with both hands onto his hands, which laid on your hips for support.

you could feel your body tens up and your knees getting week. one of deans arms wrapped around your torso supporting you and the other one rested on your shoulder. your body started to get shaky and your walls tightened around his cock.

"i'm gonna cum!" you cried out and held onto the wall in front of you.

with one quick move he turned you around and put you on the bed. a needy whimper escaped your mouth at the loss of his body and you looked up at him. he quickly hovered over you and carefully got back into you.

"i wanna see your pretty face, when you cum all over my cock." dean whispered against your lips and lifted your pelvis. with that, he hit your g-spot and you couldn't help but roll your eyes in satisfaction.

your mouth fell open, looking down how he fucked right into you. crashing your lips against his you couldn't hold it in any longer. legs pressed against his sides and your nails clawed into his back.

dean escaped a harsh moan and he trusted all the way into you. you could feel loosing every bit of strength as you finally reached your release. you cried out his name one last time and sunk back into the soft bed underneath you.

right then and there he finished himself while cuming into you. he paused for a minute, kissing you softly and you could slowly feel your body coming back from your high.

"you okey?" he sounded slightly worried, pulling himself out of you.

you cuddled against his chest while nodding. "yeah it's just, i know already i won't be seeing you for quit a while now." you whispered softly against his skin. slowly you sat up and put your hair into a ponytail.

"i promise you will hear from me now more often, even if it's just by phone y/n. i didn't knew about amen." he sat up in bed and sat right behind you. dean kissed your shoulder and gave you a warm look.

you simply smiled and hugged him one more time. before you were able to say something you two heard a knock on the door and sam's voice was echoing through the door.

"guess who's back!" he announced.

"sam and ameeeeen!" amen added while laughing.

both of you hurried out of bed and got dressed quickly. dean got the door while you freshened up in the bathroom. sam and dean brought the two of you back to your car and while sam helped you getting the groceries from the impala into your car. dean took the time left and spent it with amen.

"he's literally his twin.." sam silently told you while the two of you were watching them.

you laughed and just nodded. "take care of yourself and your brother. i am sure amen wants to see the two of you as son as possible again." you smiled up at sam and gave him a hug.

"course. we will" sam confirmed to you and you went over to amen and dean.

"c'mon little rockstar..we should go" you said with a heavy heart and hold your hand into amens direction.

giving you sad look he looked back at dean and hugged his waist one more time. "you're the coolest friend my mom has dean!" he whispered against his tummy and looked up at him. dean kneeled down into amens level and patted his shoulder. "you're the coolest little guy i met. take care of yourself and your mother." amen nodded fast and gave dean one last smile before he turned and also gave sam one last hug.

the two of you got into your car, driving out of the parking lot and amen waved them goodbye.

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