Demanding
Don’t really have a description.
Warning: Smut, Sam Winchester Smut, probably some grammatical errors because I’m to lazy to read over it.
You woke up to the sound of someone knocking on your apartment door, annoying you.. but getting you out of bed. You opened the door as you scratched your stomach, looking at the chest of a very tall man. Your eyes trailed up and stopped at his face, a small smile on his lips as he looked down at you. “Father?” You questioned. “What’s going on?”
“Well we wanted to ask you about your neighbor.” Sam stared down at you, catching himself before he got lost in your eyes. Dean walked towards the door and stopped next to his brother with a smile on his face that only grew wider when he saw you.
“Um.. alright come on in.” You moved to the side and watched and they went in, closing the door and heading into your kitchen. You got you coffee machine going and grabbed three mugs. “What do you wanna know?”
“Our Church wanted to know if it was true that he was possessed by a demon?” Dean asked as both men sat at the island. “We had gotten a call about it the yesterday morning and drove all the was here.”
“He was a crazy guy if that’s what you mean.” You filled the cups with hot coffee, placing them in the middle of the counter. You grabbed the creamer and sugar, smiling as you placed them in the middle. “I mean he wasn’t like that before.. he was a happy guy and he’d always ask to borrow stuff. But then he just stopped greeting me all together. I just thought he was in a bad mood for a month.”
“Did you notice anything weird?” Sam finally asked. “Like, I don’t know, black smoke or the smell of sulfur.”
“Something smelt weird but I’m not sure if it’s sulfur though.” You shrugged your shoulders at it. “I didn’t see any black smoke at all. Weird wouldn’t even cut it.” Sam pulled at his collar as he looked at his brother before looking at you again. You were leaning over the counter, sipping your coffee. “I never caught your names by the way.”
“I’m Sam and this is Dean.” Sam motioned to himself and then to his brother.
“Nice to meet you both.” You nodded. “I’m Y/n.“
“We should go.” Dean got up with a smile.
“Alright.” You just nodded, following them to your door. You bit your bottom lip and went to shut it but Sam stopped and turned to face you.
“If I have any questions I’ll be in contact.” He stared down at you as you nodded quickly. You closed the door after he left and leaned against the door, sighing before heading into your room and getting ready for you study session at the library.
You sat in the library and stared at the words in your book and took some notes. You couldn’t really focus much because Sam was on your mind. You put your face in your hands and sighed before pushing your hair out of your face.
Sam walked into the library with his laptop and moved straight to the far back corner so he could do his research. Dean decided that he wanted to take a break and literally kicked Sam out when he brought some girl back to their motel room. Sam was lucky enough to snatch the keys to the Impala before having his bag tossed at him. He noticed that there was someone sitting at the only table there and looked at the books before sitting in the seat as far as possible.
You looked up at the guy that was sitting at the end of the table and felt your body temperature rise. Sam looked at you and smiled as he motioned for you to sit next to him. “Good evening Father Sam.” You said with a smile as you sat down. “What are you doing in the library?”
“Trying to figure out the history of your town.” He smiled and put his hand on your knee. You blushed and looked at him, clearing your throat.
“What would you like to know?” You asked, looking at his laptop. “I’m not really a history buff but I can show you some good websites.”
“Is it true that the church was built on top of a graveyard?”
“Yeah but before it was a church it was an orphanage.” You looked at him as you sat down. “From what I’ve learned children have died in the orphanage but nothing was natural about it. Some believe that because of the graveyard children died.”
“Do you know if the bodies are still on the grounds?”
“No.” You shook your head as you bit your bottom lip. “The bones were damaged during the digging process so they burned them.”
Sam stared at you, enjoying the way your face lit up when you talked about the history of your town. “I thought you weren’t a history buff.”
“When it comes down to the unnatural then I’m your girl.” You smiled and stared at him. “What?” Sam leaned forward and kissed you, pulling back quickly.
“Sorry.” He cleared his throat and shook his head. You pushed your hair out of your face and bit your bottom lip. You turned your body and grabbed Sam‘s face, pressing your lips against his. You moved so that you could straddle him, losing your morals for a second. You quickly got up and cleared your throat, fixing yourself.
“Uh.. I didn’t mean to go that far.” Sam stood up so that he was in front of you and smirked, cupping your cheeks.
“I wanna go farther but..”
“Yes.” You spoke quickly. “I mean.. yeah sure I don’t mind.” Sam chuckled and picked you up to that you were on the table. He pushed your pants down so they were below your ass, his hand moving to your throat. He pushed two fingers inside of your mouth and groaned as you swirl your tongue around them. “Damn.” He whispered. He pulled his fingers out and quickly pushed them inside of you, smirking as you gripped his shoulders and gasped. He thrust his fingers quickly, enjoying the gasps and quiet moans that you tried your hardest to keep in. Sam nibbled on your neck while he poked and rubbed against your sweet spot.
“S-Sam I’m gonna cum.” You whimpered.
“Cum.” He growled in your ear, sending you over the edge. You gasped and grabbed at his chest, trying to find something to hold on to.
“Dammit.” You looked into his eyes and he smiled. “You’re making it very difficult to be quiet Sam.”
“Well I’m gonna need you to try a little harder.” He pulled one of your legs out of your pants and underwear. He dug in his pocket and pulled out the condom Dean gave him before he left the motel room. He shoved his cock inside of your without hesitation, pulling you closer to his body as his hand slammed against the table under you. He pushed his face in your shoulder to keep from groaning to loud. “You’re so.. tight.” He slowly thrust his kips as he wrapped his arms tighter around you. You gripped his shirt, soft moans escaping your lips as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Sam‘s mouth fell open as he pushed himself all the way into you.
“S-Sam.” You whimpered as his pace quickened little by little. “N-Not so fast.” Sam was in his own world though, the way you wrapped around him felt amazing and he wasn’t going to be able to hold back. “Sam.” He pushed you back on the table and put his large hand on your mouth, pounding into you. You closed your eyes, trying your hardest to contain your cries of pleasure.
“Look at me.” Sam growled lowly. “Come on. I wanna see those beautiful eyes of yours.” You looked at him and whimpered, trying your best to keep them open. With his free hand he roughly rubbed your clit and it drove you insane. Though your moans were muffles, Sam could tell that you were close because they were getting higher and louder. “Fuck.. cum for me.” He slammed into you a few more times and you erupted, your body shaking and your eyes rolling to the back of your head.
Sam released you from his grip and sighed, leaning back against he bookshelves behind him for support. You managed to come to your senses and fixed yourself. “Whoever taught you that needs to be incarcerated.” You huffed and stumbled after getting off the table. Sam had already took the condom off and pulled his panted back on as he smiled at you. “Just so you know Sam.” You poked his chest weakly. “I don’t sleep with people until after the second date. Especially in public.”
“You asking me on a date?” He shook his head as he chuckled.
“That should be the other way around right?”
“Go on a date with me then.” He shrugged his shoulders.
“Demanding.. but okay.” You kissed him and picked up your stuff, leaving the library with a goofy smile on your face.
