To be totally and completely honest, this story is just a side story that plagued my mind and I wrote it simply to keep my creative work going. I do not have a certain direction I am going with it. It's pretty much just shameless drama and smut; The two things I write best. I hope you all enjoy whatever I throw in here haha!

NESSAANCALIME6913- I would definitely go for both lol!

MsConCon- Your reviews fill my creative soul! Thank you so much! I know, no matter the situation, I would be a crazed woman wanting all three haha. Of course, I would definitely be okay with even one of them! All three will definitely be involved at some point, for sure! It just all adds to the question, who will actually end up together? And thaaaank you! I always question the sex scenes, like is it too much, too little? It is wonderful knowing that people actually enjoy them. Leighla is kind of a bitch here, because, well, I just feel like she would be high maintenance, not to mention a little jealous of Seth and Sam's friendship seeing as Sam has known Seth so much longer! It is definitely the perfect brew for drama; Which happens to be my specialty haha.

As always, I own nothing here except my OC!


My body felt like I had been run over as I stretched with a pained moan. I groaned and sat up, looking around with bleary eyes until I saw Dean's coat on my dresser. A small smirk crossed my lips as I remembered last night's activities. With a new found bounce in my step, I pulled a tank top and shorts on, not bothering with a bra because I wasn't going anywhere soon. As I left the room I spotted Dean instantly, talking with Seth at the stove where the smell of bacon was coming from.

"You better be cooking for more than yourself," I muttered.

Dean turned and grinned, shrugging.

"I could probably eat all this myself, who says you're getting some?"

I smacked his arm and he frowned in mock pain, putting on a whimper even. With a groan and roll of my eyes, I grabbed a glass from the dish drainer and poured some orange juice. I went to take a drink but cursed as it was pulled from my grasp. I looked up and spotted none other than Dean, smirking and downing my juice.

"You fucker!" I snapped.

"I was last night," he retorted, wiggling his eyebrows.

I groaned in mock disgust but had to grin as he pulled me into a head lock.

"Admit it! Admit you like the mighty Dean dick and I'll let you go, maybe even give you the juice," he demanded.

"Dean!" I whined, "Not fair! You've got like tons of muscle on me!"

"Exactly babe," he said cockily.

I groaned but smiled before saying, "I love the almight-"

"For the love of God, don't finish that sentence!"

Dean chuckled and let me go. When I stood I saw a disgruntled looking Seth, pointing a spatula at Dean.

"No one wants to hear about your dick," Seth sighed, "So shut up and eat before I eat all of this."

A blush crept up on my face as Dean pulled me into his chest.

"Well, I did eat rather well last night," he stage whispered.

I knew what he was trying to do, and while it was embarrassing, it was awesome. He was completely rubbing it in Seth's face.

"I think the whole apartment building knows," Seth snapped, "You two aren't exactly quiet."

We had him. I winked at Dean who grinned and cupped my breasts through my shirt as he made a comment about Seth and Leighla to which Seth had no reply. It took all of my strength not to moan as his fingers rubbed my hardening nipples. Despite my best efforts, I leaned into his embrace, shutting my eyes in ecstasy as he pinched and played with my sensitive nipples.

"Mmm, ready for round two?" he actually whispered into my ear.

I bit my lip and pulled him into a kiss. That was the thing about Dean and I. He exploited my sexual disorder to his advantage and I enjoyed every moment of it, but we both agreed we weren't really meant for more than friends and fucking. If there was a relationship, it'd be a fucking weird one. Don't get me wrong, I would put my life on the line for him, just as I would for Roman and Seth, but it wasn't exactly a romantic thing between us. It was basically friends with amazing benefits. The fact he was in on my love for Seth made it all the better for him. He loved Seth like a brother, but in his mind, Seth was stupid for not taking me up when I was completely obviously wanting him and Dean enjoyed knowing he had something with me that Seth might one day want, but he had it before Seth got it. The stupid brotherly competition shit they always had. As we parted for breath, I took a risk licking his cheek as he had done many times. He inhaled sharply and his eyes shadowed as he growled softly.

"Jesus, you two are like fucking rabbits!" Seth snapped, barely taking the time to glance back at us.

I blushed slightly as I realized we were caught.

"Like you're one to talk," I threw back, smirking, "You and Leighla are constantly kissing or practically humping, or actually humping."

Dean laughed and pulled back, nodding in agreement.

"Well at least we're dating," Seth shot back, "You two are just weird, fucking randomly then being best friends for how ever long until you fuck again."

I shrugged and snagged a piece of his bacon, innocently eating it.

"What? Is there something wrong with phoning a friend? I mean, you've seen my streak of guys lately. Boring as a brick or no sex appeal. How do you expect a woman with my issues to live?"

He rolled his eyes as Dean took a piece of bacon too.

"Yeah, besides, who wouldn't want to be on call to fuck your sweet ass?" Dean teased back with a wink.

I smirked and said, "Same, stud."

Seth groaned but said nothing, heading into the living room. He and Dean sat on opposite ends of the sofa and I sat between, controlling the remote until I found a rerun episode of Doctor Who.

"Damn nerd," Dean sighed.

I playfully hit him but leaned into him as he pulled me closer. It was comforting having Dean here. As I snuggled into his side, I realized it was very quiet on Seth's side of the couch.

"Where's Leighla?" I asked suddenly, realizing the brunette was missing.

"Had a work meeting, then has to go to Illinois for a trip so she won't be back for about a week," Seth explained.

I saw his mood shift and looked up at Dean, wondering if I should say something. He shrugged and got up.

"Gotta piss," he announced proudly.

"Thanks, we all needed to know that," Seth grimaced.

"Hey, you should just be glad I didn't piss on your couch bitch!" Dean yelled back as he slammed the bathroom door.

I couldn't help a snicker as Seth made a disgusted face.

"How did we come to know him again?" Seth sighed.

With a grin, I leaned back and put my feet in Seth's lap. Without me even asking, he reached out and began rubbing my feet. It was heavenly. I groaned and dropped my head back.

"Seriously, Sam, you need to get a good guy," Seth said suddenly.

I cracked one eye open and raised a brow lazily at him. He sighed but kept up his massage as he explained.

"You and Dean fuck, but that's not a real relationship. You need someone who will be with you every day and treat you right," he said.

Chewing on my lip was the only way to stop from screaming at him that I wanted him like that. Instead I managed a laugh.

"Who needs a real relationship? I get fucked so well from Dean, I have friendship from Rome, and I have someone to live with in you," I replied, "You three combined are like the perfect man."

He said nothing but I heard the defeated sigh.

"Besides, that man would have to be plain amazing to top what I make her feel."

I smirked as Dean leaned down over the back of the couch, kissing me hard. Whimpering, I stretched up and deepened the kiss. A hand slowly rode down my belly as his fingers slid just barely into my shorts, making me gasp.

"You want it baby?" he whispered, leaning down more to nip my ear.

"Fuck, yes please," I moaned.

"Damn it Dean, seriously?!" Seth snapped.

Dean grinned maliciously as he pulled back, giving me a wink.

"What? You can't say if you had this sexy woman wanting you that you'd let her talents go to waste," Dean teased, "And you are very talented Sammy."

I chuckled as Seth turned red and groaned, leaning his head back.

"I don't need to hear shit like that," he muttered.

"Oh, but I should have to hear your skills through the wall?!" I paused and smirked evilly before sitting up and fake moaning, "Oh Seth, yes baby, right there Seth."

I burst into giggles as he simply shook his head with pink cheeks and a very embarrassed expression. Suddenly I was jumped on and Dean pulled me into a harsh kiss.

"No moaning other guy's names when I'm here babe, it's not nice," he chided, grinning as he wiggled his eyebrows.

My lips quirked into a smile as I pulled him back into a kiss, running my hand down his toned torso, being very thankful that he was shirtless. That's another reason I loved Dean. Like Seth, he was the epitome of sexiness. I moaned softly as I felt him tense under my nails, digging them a little deeper into his skin. He groaned and pulled back slightly, just enough to bite my lower lip and suck gently. Whimpering I rocked my hips, frustrated that he was on me and not between my legs. Instead of focusing on what I couldn't have, I grinned and ran my hand to the already noticeable bulge in his jeans. He took in a sharp breath as I palmed his bulge.

"I love your cock Dean," I whispered as he kissed down my neck, "I love your mouth, your- AH! Y-Your hands... Mmm."

His hands worked wonders over my breasts as he sucked hard on my throat. Out of nowhere he fell off me, cursing loudly as he hit the ground.

"What the fuck man?!" Dean shouted.

I sat up quickly and saw Seth walking off towards his room.

"You should at least have more respect when I'm right there," Seth snapped.

My eyes narrowed and I jumped up.

"Like you don't fucking do that shit to me with Leighla? You think I want it rubbed in my fucking face daily that you two found the love of your life and I'm still fucking single? Like you said earlier fuck head, at least you have her as yours. I'm lucky Dean wants anything with me. And by the fucking way, in case you some how forgot, I pay half the god damn rent so if I want to fuck someone on the damn couch, I FUCKING WILL!"

Dean's arms wrapped around me as Seth noisily shut the door but I quickly spun and yanked him into a tense kiss. He groaned as I worked on his pants, both of us moaning when they finally came undone and slid down. I messily worked him to his full length and pushed him down, yanking my shorts down and climbing on top of him.

"Oh fuck!"

He let out a low growl and his head fell back, giving me the chance to fully see him in his blissful state. I had to take a second to breathe as I felt his huge length in me for the first time ever without a rubber. My breath caught slightly as he filled me at the same time as I took in how truly stunning he was. My lip caught between my teeth, I let out a whimpering moan. His hands gripped my hips tight as his eyes finally opened, pulling me into their cloudy blue depths. Maybe it's because I was pissed at Seth, or maybe I was finally seeing clearly for the first time, but never had I realized how fucking beautiful he was. I was shocked when he pulled our mouths together, not fully kissing but mostly just exchanging panted breaths.

"Oh my god," I whispered brokenly as he thrust up into me.

He groaned and it felt like he was going to crush my hips as he made me meet his thrusts, throwing me higher and higher. Unlike the normal rushed need to cum, I felt completely fine with teetering on the edge as long as he kept fucking me. His nose bumped mine and he let out a ragged breath.

"You- I need you to cum babe," he hissed softly.

I whimpered and clung tighter to him. Like I said before, it was like my body responded perfectly to his words. The waves crashed at my resolve until I felt it peaking.

"Fuck, Dean, yes, oh don't stop baby," I moaned.

My head fell against his neck and shoulder and my nails dug into his skin as I nipped and licked along his neck.

"Fuck Samantha!" he whispered gruffly.

That was all it took, my name from his mouth, and I was a writhing, moaning, climaxing mess. Tears actually sprung into my eyes as I rode him hard, draining every last ounce of my orgasm until he cried out roughly, pinning my body to his. I relaxed in his embrace and breathed hard, unsure of everything that just transpired and the feelings it left within me.

"You okay?" he asked quietly.

I nodded, still unable to speak, and simply pressed a small kiss to his neck to assure him. Honestly though, I wasn't sure if I was okay, or if I ever would be.