A/N: This was a dream I had. It had no context and it just a little PWP.
It's wasn't right. I shouldn't want this.
Sam pressed me against the wall and kissed on my neck then dug his teeth into the tender part of my neck where it connected to my shoulder. I dug fingers into his scalp and pulled his hair. He pulled away from my skin and smiled.
His hands gripped my back where my ribs were bruised from the demon threw me against the wall.
I let out a loud moan as he picked me up and planted my ass firmly on the table in the room he was sharing with Dean.
I used to have no feelings for and I had a sexual tension that was on the verge of boiling over. I had grown feelings for him.
But as Sam and I had spent time on this case, trying to pull Dean out of the fire. Sam and I grew closer and the sexual tension grew too.
He lifted my arms up and pulled my shirt off. I pulled open the flannel and let it drop to the floor.
Sam kissed me a little harder and leaned me back against the wall. He kissed down my chest and stopped at the top of my jeans. He unbuttoned them and began roughly pulling the denim from my hips.
I wanted to tell him I couldn't but the words never formed only a slight sigh slipped past them.
Sam picked me up and carried me over to the bed and tossed me down. He let his belt loose and his jeans fell to the floor.
He crawled up the bed and snaked his hand up my sides then my arms went over my head. His mouth ambushed mine.
I pushed my hips against him, forcing him to moan next to my ear. The exhale sent a chill down my side.
Sam curled two fingers under the thin panties and ripped them away from me like it was paper. I let out a laugh of relief and looked at his face. He was full of drive that almost frightened me.
He grabbed my waist and squared my hips with his. He lifted my my legs then forced his thick dick inside of me. I let out a sound that was a blend of pain, pleasure and surprise. His dick was bigger than I expected it to be and that was saying a lot.
Sam had picked a rhythm and was slowly picking up speed. I curled my fingers over his shoulders and up into his hair. I raked them across his scalp.
The shared motion caused a strange tension in my stomach. I let out small words that were supposed to be a sentence but refused to form.
The tension was turning over and over again as I began breathing heavily. He pinned my arms to the bed and kissed my lips then biting my neck.
I begged him to keep going then begged him to go deeper. He pushed deeper and forced me over the edge. I let out a moan that started deep inside my chest.
Sam thrust his dick inside of me harder and faster, letting out a grunt then a growl. He put his hands on the bed close to my sides.
He hovered over me and bowed his head.
He looked up and gave a seductive smile that forced my stomach into my feet.
He fell to the side and exhaled.
We laid still as the dead for a moment. He rolled over to me and dragged his fingers up my stomach.
I smiled shyly and looked away. He took two fingers and turned my cheek to face him. He kissed me and laid his head on the pillow.
After an hour nap, we heard the low grumble from Deans baby coming up the drive.
Sam and I sprung to our feet to get dressed.
As the door swung open, I pretend to be packing and Sam was flipping through a book.
Dean stepped in and looked around. He smiled at me. My eyes shot down in guilt.
Where he set his bag down on the table was where an hour prior I was half naked and was kissing his younger brother.
"So how was it?" Dean chimed with a smile.
I looked at Sam with panic and he shot Dean a look.
"The monster hunt?" Dean smirked.