Welcome back my dear lovelies! Hard at work on ch. 5 of TFG, but I wanted to post this fun little set of drabbles in which Sam, to his regret, keeps witnessing Dean and Castiel during sexytime. Only a few chapters culminating in the younger hunter walking in on a very graphic coupling. Enjoy!
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"Special thanks to Maknatuna, who I have shamelessly stolen her idea of Sam hearing things he wished he could unhear. Thank you my Dear. I hope you do not mind. As always, I want to thank my girls and hope this makes you smile. All of you.
Ruined for life
Chapter one: Bathroom funtime
Sam woke up to the phone ringing.
"Dean. It's for you."
He turned over, slamming the pillow over his head. The sound continued. Mumbling. He spoke.
"Dammit, Dean! Probably the angel or something. Answer the damn thing!"
Another ring. Sam huffed and threw his pillow towards the other...He waited for Dean to throw the pillow back, bitching about waking him up. Nothing. Sam opened his eyes. Where the hell was-the phone rang for a third time. Shit. He knew who that was. Sighing, he grabbed Dean's phone, sat up and answered.
"Hey Bobby-."
"What took you so damn long to answer?"
"I was sleeping. Kept telling Dean to-."
"Boy, it is after ten. Wasting daylight."
"Hey! You try sleeping' with Dean and Castiel-."
Sam heard Bobby chuckle.
"Been going at it, have they?"
Sam was going to gag.
"Ewww."
"Boy, what are you? Three?"
"'Kay, first of all, that image? Just gross. And you talking' about it...it's just...I never want to hear stuff like that again. It's just wrong, you talking like that!"
Bobby laughed, "Don't think I can do dirty talk-."
"Bobby! Ewww! I'm gonna hurl!"
His uncle barked out laughter and spoke.
"Just a heads up, I'm in the middle of a hunt, close to where you two are. Give you a call when it's done and I'll swing by and you can buy me breakfast."
"Why do I have to-?"
"Boy? I know you didn't just say-."
"Uhh, I said yeah and that'd be good and see you soon?"
"That's what I thought. Let your moaning brother and his screaming angel know-."
Sam gagged. Loudly.
"And my work is done."
The call disconnected. Sam slid his legs onto the floor and put his head in his hands. Mumbling.
"Really needed to hear that...fucking conspiracy-."
Frowning, he wondered why the shower next door was so loud...wait. Voices. Moaning. Wonderful. Not only did he have to hear his brother and the angel, now he had to listen to the animals in the next room? He stood up to bang on the wall and then heard...
"God, angel."
"Hush, hunter. You are going to awaken your brother."
"You expect me to shut up when you're doing...Oh God, yes!"
Sam shook his head in denial. He was not hearing Dean-.
"Oh, fuck. Cas."
"Hunter. Do I need to gag you-?"
"Wouldn't help, although, it'd be hot to tie you up and-Ohhhh, God! RightthereCasrightthere! Gawwwd!"
Sam covered his ears and jumped up, desperately looking for...clothes. He needed clothes.
"You simply cannot do as instructed Winchester. I am ending this...activity. Perhaps when you have learned to listen-."
"No, Cas. Please, don't stop. Feels so good."
And Sam was done. Fuck the pants, he needed an ice pick-then he spotted the jeans and pulled them on-."
"You're about to feel so much better, hunter."
Fucking zipper! C'mon!
"You gonna-."
"Yes, Dean."
"You know what that does to-Ohhhhhh...I'm gonna...Cas..."
Fuck this! He's stuck in a damn nightmare, that's what this shit is! He had to get out now-he grabbed his shoes and ran out the door, slamming it behind him. His knees buckled in horror and he slid down the outside of the motel room door. He was never going to stop hearing the moans and-and then he heard him.
"HOLY FUCKOHMYGOD! CASSSSSSS..."
Sam jumped up and ran the hell away. Until his body yelled at him about the need for oxygen. Got its message across when he cramped up and had to stop, lean forward, hands on his knees, eyes closed.
"I am never having sex again!"
"That is a damn shame."
Sam spun around to find Gabriel. Grinning, running his eyes up and down the hunter's body.
"Gabe! Dammit! Now I get why Dean is always screaming at Castiel to stop scaring the crap outta him."
"Oh, Sammy, by the looks of you, I'd say you heard some screamin' from your brother and it had nothing to do with fear-."
"God. Don't remind me!"
"How about we go have some fun. Interested in experiencing something few modern humans have been lucky enough to enjoy?"
"Told you! Never having sex again!"
"Oh, I believe you will be eating those words...along with other...archangel parts, but no. Not what I had in mind. How about getting your geek on and taking a little trip courtesy and guided by one very hot Herald?"
Sam smiled. This is why he loved having Gabriel around. He "got' the hunter. In more ways than one. The sex was...God. Nevertheless, that was only one part of it.
"You're on, archangel. Show me what 'cha got."
"Right here in the middle of the road?"
"Gabe!"
"Spoiled sport! Fine. Hang on, we're gonna fly!"
Okay. First one done. Let me know if it made you smile. Next up: Impala Blues.
Any location or situation prompts you all would like to see, let me know. And as always, comments, suggestions and reviews are always appreciated. Have a great evening! )