Setting: Motel Room
Playlist: Maroon 5 (Particularly 'Moves Like Jagger', 'Misery', 'Hands All Over Me')
Please be nice as this is my first attempt at a smut/lemon-y goodness fic and the first time I'm publishing a story, so I hope you enjoy!
Characters belong to the CW.
"Why are you making me do this again?" Hazel eyes followed Sarah with a curious gaze as she went around the room closing shades and finally setting up a little radio. With a grin as she settled on a station she slipped out of her leather jacket before walking back to the confused man standing in the middle of the room.
"Because, like I have said before, Sam, you need to learn how to enjoy the little things. You need to have fun once in a while." She smiled up at him, which wasn't altogether convincing since she was pulling his jacket off of him and throwing it across the room.
"Yes, but dancing? I can think of better ways to have fun tonight." He grinned down at her, glad he'd told Dean he was going to bed early tonight and letting his brother do some of the research for once.
"Yes, dancing. You'll like it, I promise." She smiled leaning up on tip toes to kiss his cheek before skipping out of his reach when he grabbed for her, turning the radio up. Walking back to him she took his hands resting them on her hips, "Just follow my movements, it's easy."
Sam just grunted in response, plus he figured it would be as good a time as any to have an excuse to be close to his girlfriend. Besides, feeling her hips move and roll between his hands was very enticing, and made him start to see why guys would go out dancing. Glancing down he caught Sarah peeking up at him from beneath thick dark lashes, a mischievous little grin pulling her lips when she met his eyes. She deftly swayed her hips to the music pulsing through the room, sliding her hands from resting over his and up his bared arms in a slow caress. She worked her way closer to him, grinning because he'd started following her swaying without realizing it, as she slid her hands up behind his neck, her thumb stroking his skin with a feather light touch. By the time she'd worked her arms up to his shoulders she'd also slid her body up to his with less than a few centimeters separating them. Each swaying of their hips brought them just almost touching, their clothes brushing without any contact actually being made. Glancing up to see Sam's eyes closed and his jaw clenched she moved, careful not to touch him with her body, to kiss his neck softly.
"Still want to complain?" She grinned as she spoke against his neck, kissing along the sensitive areas of his skin, feeling him shudder. She gave a heavy little sigh against his skin as one of his hands slid around to the small of her back pushing them together at the hips. She gave a little throaty chuckle as she bit his skin in response as a little punishment, "Now Sam, you aren't trying to surpass the teacher here are you?"
"Wouldn't dream of it, Shorty." Sam grinned, pressing more firmly against her back, his other hand keeping a firm grip on her wriggling hip to keep her against him. He tipped his head forward, burying his face into her thick dark hair with a soft groan when she worked a leg between his, locking them together as close as physically possible with one of his legs between hers as well. His groan intensified as Sarah started moving again, the sway of her hips causing her leg to rub against his erection.
"Dancing isn't so bad now, is it?" She smirked against his neck, arching her body into and away from him in smooth roll, her hands playing with the hair at the back of his head. "Admit I was right."
"What would I get out of that?" Sam grinned forcing himself to concentrate on her teasing tone, despite the distracting havoc she played with her body and the warmth of her breath against his neck. He slid his hand from her hip instead passing a possessive caress over her ass. He molded and caressed with enough pressure to make her hips curl into him where she moaned in a whisper against his throat.
"Admit I was right, and you get to have some 'real fun'."
"You say that like you think this is going to end any other way."
"We'll see," She grinned nipping at his neck one more time before she twisted in his hold pressing herself back against him with hidden little smirk, still moving her hips and body to the music. She felt him shudder as she pressed closer to him, the bulge of his pants pressing intimately against her ass. "You sure I haven't changed your mind about dancing?"
She felt the low chuckle building in the chest behind her as Sam's arms snaked around her waist with an iron grip bringing her more firmly against him, moving his hips in a rhythmic motion of his own, against her backside. "You dance like this with a lot of people, Sarah?"
"Maybe." She grinned, arching back before she lifted her arms up behind her to snake around his neck again, which was easily done since he'd lowered his head closer to her when she answered him.
Sam made a low growling sound in her ear nuzzling it once as his hands started moving over her trim body, one hand sliding up under her shirt the other splaying over her jean clad hips. "Not anymore you don't."
"Oh?" Sarah couldn't help shuddering; it was caused by not only his possessive hold and wandering hands, but at the commanding tone he used. She knew no one else saw this side of him, when he was this demanding and overpowering, this dangerous.
"Mhm, you know why?" Even though the words were whispered in her ear, they were no less powerful than if he'd been shouting.
"W-Why?" It was increasingly hard for her to not shiver and groan and even just speak normally with his hands massaging their way over her body, inching with agonizing slowness to the areas she wanted him to touch most, all while his warm breath and lips tickled her ear.
"Because, now? You. Are. Mine." He enunciated each word with a bite to her earlobe, and on the last word his hand slid between her legs, cupping the sensitive mound through her jeans, and lifting up with enough pressure to pull her up on her tiptoes so she was balanced on his hand and supported by him and her arms around his neck.
She'd bit her lip as his hand finally reached the one place she wanted him, before she gasped harshly her body arching away from him, her eyelids fluttering closed for a moment as she felt exquisite heat flood through her and center where his hand was pushing at her. On reflex she clenched her legs around his hand, her hips shifting subtlety into his hand searching for more. "You…You think so, huh?"
He couldn't help chuckling, a deep chuckle that reverberated through his chest and her back as he dipped his head from her ear to the sensitive spot just under it and onto her neck. He tightened his grip on her as he pressed against her from behind while he licked at and then sucked on the skin of her neck, "No." He grinned as the thumb of the hand cupping her through her jeans made lazy circles over the material, nipping at her skin before continuing, "I know so."
"You sure are full of yourself tonight." She smirked, tilting her head to the side inviting him to have his way with her neck, she kept one hand up behind his neck dropping her other hand to reach behind them and grip his ass digging her nails in as he moved his hand causing her to shift into his touch and back against his hips in one move.
Sam just smirked against her neck pulling his hand away from her jeans, eliciting an upset sounding groan from Sarah, and lifted her hand away from his ass, bringing it around he flattened her hand under his, palm down, against her hip. And with an achingly slow move he slid their hands from her hip back to between her legs, while his mouth slid from her neck up to encompass her ear in an open mouthed onslaught. Sarah's body arched hungrily into their hands, and her hand behind his neck moved to claw into his skin pulling him back against her. He groaned directly into her ear for the pleasure pain she caused on his neck, tracing the shell of her ear with his tongue he moved his fingers fitted over her hand, her slimmer fingers joined with his strength moving the tight fitting material enough to tease her.
She groaned as the heat pooled low in her abdomen and down to the pulsating point just out of reach of their hands, breathing heavily she moved alternating between pressing against the pressure of their hands and against the straining erection against her backside. Deciding to forgo her tenuous hold on his neck for balance she slid her hand away, letting him support her by their hands and the hand splayed over her rib cage under her shirt. Instead she maneuvered her hand between them, pressing against his member as she twisted her head enough to bite on his ear mumbling huskily into it, "You gonna do anything about that Tiger?"
He sucked in a breath through his clenched teeth as she boldly handled him, narrowing his eyes at her bold taunt. He caressed her one more time more firmly via her own hand, watching with satisfaction as her eyes clouded some in passion and desire before going clear again with their bold appraisal of him and his reactions. Without a word he abruptly let her go, spinning her by her shoulders before all but pouncing on her. Pausing only long enough to yank his shirt off Sam used his size to push Sarah back without actually touching her, until they'd covered the few feet to the wall, where Sam pushed her up against the wall forcibly, one hand twisting in her hair while he ducked his head enough to kiss her on the lips.
He pressed a few biting kisses at the corner of her lips before drawing her lower lip between his, he worked at her lower lip with bites and scrapes of his teeth occasionally licking along her lip. As he assaulted her lips she tangled her hands into his hair, keeping his head to hers as she tugged on his hair every so often. He pressed his chest against her, keeping her still against the wall as he quickly undid her jeans tugging them down off her rounded hips until they fell until they pooled at her high heeled feet. He splayed his hands over her hips pulling away from her mouth with a lift of one eyebrow glancing down at the lower half of her body, "What, you just knew you were getting lucky tonight, Blake?"
She grinned, knowing he meant her lack of panties, as she moved her hips once before tugging harshly on his hair until she pulled enough for him to lean his head back giving her access to his neck where she ran her tongue across the faintly salty skin before biting at his jaw. She scraped her teeth against his skin along his neck until she was at the sensitive point behind his ear nuzzling him once, "I just like to be prepared. You complaining?"
"Not. At. All." He groaned the words into her ear as he pressed into her forcing her back against the wall again, his hands gripping her hips in a bruising force. While he went back to attacking her neck with ruthless insistence, kissing, biting and sucking on sensitive and heightened hot skin; Sarah managed to undo his jeans and push them off his hips until they fell on the floor. When she moved to slide his boxers off Sam shook his head grabbing her wrists and stretching her arms out along the wall pinning them to the wall, clasping his hands with hers as he slowly lifted them along the wall until they were fully stretched over her head, pulling her up until her toes barely scraped the ground. "I don't think so, Blake."
When she tried to maneuver her legs to wrap around his waist he shook his head again at her, pinning her legs to wall with his own and his hips, rubbing his painfully throbbing erection against her before he took over her mouth. She whimpered a little in her throat as she tightened her grip on his hands, wriggling against him from the exquisite bouts of pain in her shoulders and the sensation of his tongue plunging into her mouth without reservation. He worked in quick fashion to tug up on her shirt with one hand, the other keeping her arms over her head, and he deftly got the shirt up and off before capturing her hands again before she could grab at him. Unable to fight him any other way she pushed his tongue out of her mouth with her own before slipping her tongue into his mouth, instead, dueling with him in this way she failed to notice when her bra disappeared, leaving her in nothing but her high heels.
When she stroked her tongue along the recesses of his mouth, curling her fingers enough in his hand in order to dig her nails in to his skin, Sam groaned into her mouth causing goose bumps to erupt on her bared skin. As she scraped her teeth along his tongue when he tried to reenter her mouth he made a low growling noise again his free hand moving to pull on her hair enough to tilt her head back giving him better access to her mouth. As he went back to town exploring and battling her through dominant kisses he grabbed her wrists in his hands finally releasing her from her pinned position on the wall, when she immediately used the new leverage to wrap her legs around his waist her feet hooking behind his back holding her in place, he grinned refusing to break the kiss as he backed away from the wall bringing her arms up behind her back in a move that pushed her breasts against his chest and arched her back and hips into him.
Sarah gasped breaking away from the battle that was their kissing, drawing in air through slightly bruised lips, the hold he had her in wouldn't be too painful unless she fought him, and as he was walking them to the bed with his mouth searing her breasts in a hungry assault, she had no plans to fight him on anything. When he finally released her arms she only had a moment to pull them from behind her back and wrap them around his back before the wind was all but knocked out of her as Sam dropped them both onto the bed, with her still wrapped around him. As he finally moved to throw off his boxers he lifted off her for just long enough that she scooted out from under him with an impish little grin settling back against the pillows, when he watched her with a lifted eyebrow she kept grinning opening her arms to him and crooking one finger at him, "Come on Tiger, show me what you got."
"Don't need to tell me twice." Smirking as he spoke huskily his erection standing out at full attention, drawing a knowing and wide grin from Sarah as she boldly looked him over, squealing a little in delight as he started kissing and biting his way up from her lower abdomen and over her breasts to once again attaching himself to the sensitive pulse point of her neck. As Sam settled his hips between her spread thighs, Sarah raked her nails down his back slowly as her hips curled up in impatience for him. She could feel him smirking against her neck, and so to encourage a little progress she circled one hand over his hip letting her nails, very lightly, run over his erection. Sam's reaction was immediate, as with a groan his hips surged forward over her hand nudging and caressing the already hot and slick opening of her entrance.
Sarah moaned as she arched her body some, still seeking the relief from the pressure pooling low in her body, her nails digging in wherever she grabbed hold of him, her voice turning husky with a slight pleading quality to it, "S-Sam…please."
Sam's smirk was self satisfactory at hearing her begging, one of his hands ghosted slowly down her body to tease at her inner thigh as he finally released her neck moving up to her ear scraping his teeth along her earlobe before whispering into her ear to where his lips brushed the heated skin already abused by him, "Tell me what you want Sarah…Show me."
Despite the frenzied heat and excitement coursing through her she heard the challenge in his voice, and so looked up to meet his deep green-hazel eyes and without hesitation reached down to position him before shifting her hips forward in one smooth motion, embedding him in her. The stretch of her insides caused her to shudder and groan, her head tipping back as her eyes closed, biting her lower lip as the tension rebuilt.
Sam shuddered with a groan as she sheathed herself around him, his forehead dropped to rest in the crook of her neck as he let the sensations of her warm tight heat penetrate his concentration. He stayed like that for a moment, balancing his weight on his forearms on either side of her so as not to crush her with his weight. He hissed in a sharp breath as she started moving under him, impatient to continue, her hips moving in a twisting motion.
"Woman, would you be still?" He chuckled as he bit her once in a way of reinforcing his command before leaning up to kiss her on the mouth deeply, one hand moving up to tangle into her long and lusciously thick dark hair, his other hand gripping one side of her hips in a tight hold guiding her hectic and frenzied movements. Her nails scratched down his back in a rough way, the pain eliciting a sharp burst of sweet pleasure as he set a rhythm for them, his hips moving to meet with her own upward thrusts still being controlled by his strong hand. He got a few deep thrusts in before their bodies took on their own primeval rhythm of animalistic tendencies. He timed his thrusts with the motions of his tongue delving in and out of her mouth as his grip tightened on both her hair, pulling at it forcibly, and on her hip until his knuckles were white.
Sarah groaned into his kiss as her body rocked up to meet his each thrust, silently begging for him to go deeper, harder, she wanted more, always more. She dragged her nails from his back to his front, drawing them up his chiseled abdomen and chest, and back again, feeling all of him. Her hands were up on his shoulders when his hand on her hip shifted to press intimately where they were joined, and at the same time bit down hard on her lower lip. With a heavy shudder Sarah screamed his name, abandoning herself to the fall of her climax, her hands shooting up to the head board just above her head, pushing against it to keep from hitting her head as Sam kept up his pace. As he pressed against her heated and slick mound with more pressure Sarah felt her muscles clench as her eyes rolled back in her head, her eyelids falling shut as she groaned, her body arching up off the bed with enough force to lift them both even as her inner muscles clenched tightly around him. When Sam slammed into her one more time, forcing them to fall back into the bed, both huskily calling out the other's name, Sarah clenched her muscles around him one more time wrapping her legs around his hips to draw him as far in as possible.
When he hit that oh so sweet spot she arched, less violently this time, trying to draw him farther in, and feeling his lower abdominal muscles clench in a telling sign, she leaned up grabbing his hair roughly pulling with one hand as the other scratched his back, bringing her head up to bite into the crook of his shoulder and neck with enough force to draw blood. The shock of the sharp pain combined with the clenching muscles surrounding him caused Sam to release into her with a harsh shudder, his face buried into her dark hair at her neck, holding her hips tightly to him until he was spent. When he was finished they both collapsed back onto the bed with moans, of pleasure, pain and exhaustion having spent each other to the point of passing out.
Sarah lazily caressed up and down Sam's spine, relishing in the full heavy weight of him on her even as her legs fell, like something akin to noodles, from his hips and onto the mattress. When Sam gained the functioning abilities needed to work his brain he groaned softly gently nuzzling and pressing soft kisses to the already bruising and abused spot of his girlfriend's neck. His hands gently caressed her hips and sides in a gentle manner, they were still joined, but he didn't have the energy to pull away, and this was too close to his new found sense of heaven to leave. Lifting his head up he kissed her temple and the top of her ear his voice soft and still husky, "You will be the death of me, Blake."
The response he got was a sweet sounding giggle that brought an immediate smile to his lips, her arms encompassing his shoulders in a brief hug as she kissed his cheek. "What a glorious way to go, that would be!"
Sam grinned in agreement moving up on his arms to look down at her, taking in her disheveled and obviously sex-headed hair splayed across the white of the sheets, her lips were full and well used, the lower one bleeding slightly from when he'd bitten her last. He loved seeing her like this, well pleasured and fairly glowing, it made his blood run hot all over again. Leaning down he licked at the cut before kissing her gently in a simple brushing of the lips. "It would be, yes."
She sighed heavily against his lips, stretching with her arm sliding up over her head as he rolled off of her, completely at ease with her own nakedness as she shifted and arched popping some of her muscles as if she'd just run a marathon. Glancing at her body she giggled a little again looking over at Sam's confused expression, "People are really going to start thinking you abuse me."
He snorted giving her an unbelieving look as he brushed his hair out of his face, "Hate to break it to you, but it would be more believable if people thought you were abusing me."
She grinned before smiling sweetly and crawling into his open and waiting arms, laying half across his chest as he laid on his back, one arm circling her lower back. She leaned up bumping her nose with his lightly in a nuzzling Eskimo kiss before planting little kisses on his face and jaw, "Me? But I'm so cute and sweet!"
When he just grunted in reply she stuck her tongue out at him, her retort getting cut short as Sam's phone went off, Sarah groaned grabbing at Sam's arm, "Really? You're going to answer that now?"
Sam sighed kissing her forehead, "I have to, it could be important." He reached for the night stand snagging the phone with a curt hello, as he listened his frown deepened glancing over at Sarah who sighed recognizing that look. Rather than fighting it she gracefully got out of bed heading into the bathroom. By the time Sam hung up the phone Sarah had come back out wearing a short silk robe that barely reached mid thigh, the black material accentuating her fair skin and bright eyes. Without a word she bent to retrieve Sam's hastily discarded clothes, doing so purposefully so that the material of the robe just barely covered her backside, very shamelessly trying to entice him into changing his mind.
Shaking his head he got up taking his clothes from her, "I'm sorry Sarah, but he needs my help figuring out the rest of the research, and before you ask no you cannot come with me. You and Jo agreed to this arrangement, you two worked all night last night, you get tonight off. Tomorrow will be long enough for all of us." Despite the oh so comforting words Sarah was still pouting slightly as she nodded swaying her hips as she walked over to sit on the edge of the bed. Her long legs peeking out enticingly from the robe, and Sam had to keep his back to her as he dressed or else he would very much be ignoring his brother and tackling his already well bedded girlfriend and going back to what they'd been doing only a little while ago.
Once he'd dressed, tucking a gun and knife where he could grab them, just in case, he walked back over to the sulking woman on his bed, leaning over her he tipped her head back with a hand under her chin making her meet his eyes, "Don't make me leave thinking you're mad at me. Please."
His eyes were so sincere and intense that Sarah could do nothing other than sigh heavily, gone was the demanding and possessive Sam of earlier, and the heartfelt protector back in his place once again. Nodding a little she made her lips tip up in a hint of smile, "Go on Winchester, I'm not mad. Promise."
The words were hardly convincing, but he could read her better than anyone else, even his own brother, and he could see in her eyes that she wasn't mad. She wasn't happy, but at least she wasn't mad. Leaning down he pressed a deep and promise filled kiss to her waiting mouth, teasing her lips with tender touches of his tongue as one hand gingerly cupped her cheek. With a sigh he pulled away resting his forehead against hers. "Wait up for me?"
Sarah nodded so slight it was almost unnoticeable offering him a little tilt of her lips as she reach up with one hand to gently caress the back of his neck, her other hand clasping his upheld one between them, locking her pinky with his briefly in their own little 'goodbye' motions, "Just don't forget, and make sure to come back to me."
To some it probably seemed extreme to act this way, he was just going to help finish research and do some location scouting. But there'd been too many close calls and too many mishaps for either of them to take things lightly. But they'd both agreed to never say 'goodbye', it was just too final. Squeezing her pinky with his once he brushed his lips against hers one last time, "Always."
With that he disentangled himself from her and moved out through the door, glancing back one more time to the enticing vision sitting on the edge of the bed before closing the door and hurrying to meet with Dean. Inside the room Sarah's warm smile fell and she shivered before standing up and picking up the earlier discarded jacket, pulling it on over her robe before sitting cross legged on the bed, fingering the worn out material that still smelled of him, whispering softly, "Please. Come back for me."
