Ok guys things start to heat up a little here ;) one more chapter to go after this :) enjoy x
You breathe heavily as you try to calm yourself. The man you are in love with is lying almost naked, drunk as anything in the next room. Not even 5 minutes ago he was kissing your neck and you can't deal with it.
You splash water on your face trying to calm yourself just enough to face him again. You think you hear a noise, but after listening a moment you decide it was your imagination. You change into you night clothes, regretting the choice of boy shorts and a tank top now that you're sharing a room with Sam. You hear a noise again
"Sam?" You ask to the door but get no reply, you rush to finish dressing as you hear it again. You throw the door open, discarded clothes forgotten as you dash back into the room.
You see Sam lying on the bed innocently under the covers...on the bed that now appears to be double the size...you sigh closing your eyes. He'd pulled your bed to his...
"Sam..." you begin but were cut off
"More room!" He said so brightly you can't help but smile at him. *oh the hell with it* you think, a hug won't kill you.
You climb onto the bed on your side and lie down. But you aren't there long as Sam's arm grips your waist and effortlessly pulls you to him. You hands land on his chest. You feel the muscle flutter beneath your hands.
Your have to swallow a lump in your throat as you close your eyes, unable to look at him. Feeling movement you dare to open your eyes. Only for your vision to be filled with those gorgeous hazel pools.
Sam moved in nuzzling his nose against yours, before moving to kiss your cheek so gently you weren't sure if it happened until he did it again and again, moving lower each time until he once again reached your neck.
You breathing became shallow as his hand ran down the length of your back, over your ass giving it a squeeze that made you whimper, down the back of your thigh to your knee where he pulled your leg over his hip. He ground his hips into you, rubbing his hard bulge again your core. Causing you to gasp and pull away.
"Sam no, you're drunk. This isn't right" you say trying to untangle yourself from him.
" 'm not drunk" you breathed out kissing up your jaw.
"Sam yes you are..." you say pushing against his chest half heartedly. You wanted this , wanted him, but not while he was drunk it's not fair on either of you.
He sighs deeply, grabs you chin lightly, looking you dead in the eye. "Y/n do I sound drunk to you?"
You frown, for two reasons. Firstly at the completely coherent sentence that just left his mouth, after you'd had nothing but one words and giggles for the last hour. And secondly, if he wasn't drunk what the hell?
"I can smell booze on your breath Sam" he shakes his head raising his index finger.
"One beer, I know I'm a lightweight compared to you and Dean but it does take more than one beer to get me drunk" your frown doesn't ease, you sit up on your knees, new information running around your head,
"Then what the hell Sam?!" You say getting a little mad that he'd played you like this. He sat up to join you
"The only time I get to be near you like this is when I'm drunk, and I don't get to remember most of it. I'm really like you Y/n, I just wanted..."
"You didn't think to just tell me you liked me? What made you think I'd let anything happen while you were drunk? Is that how little you think of me?" You ask quietly
Sam raised his hands to your face "No! God Y/n no! I never meant to let things go this far but feeling your hands on me, the look in your eye...I couldn't believe you were looking at me like that and I didn't want to stop." He lowered his head and drops his hands from your face.
You raised your hand to stroke his hair. "I like you too, alot" you smile at him as he raises his head to smile at you. "Just never pull a stunt like that again!"
"I promise, I will never listen to my brother again!" He said stroking your cheek.
"DEAN?!"