Anon: Hey, I read it response to the lst SamxReader prompt and loved it and was wondering if you would do one where the sex happens! Woooo

I would love to anon!

X~X

Since Dean had found out about you and Sam he had made it painfully obvious he supported it by constantly leaving you two alone. He would come up with excuses to leave and when he would return he would bang against the walls or be singing so he could avoid walking in on you two doing anything inappropriate.

Since the first night you hadn't really been on one another like that and had even poked jokes in Dean's expense as if you both still were. It had been a few months since that night now and things had come to a standstill. While Dean would joke around about how Sam had been in a better mood since the two of you started hooking up, even though both you and Sam knew that wasn't the case.

Sure you both wanted to have sex, and had gotten pretty close a few times, but with case after case and the fact that it had been years since you had sex it hadn't happened. And sex to you was still something important. Unlike Dean you didn't roll around with just anyone.

"Okay guys, I'm on duty for a supply run." Dean said entering the library with jingling keys. He had been on duty for a month now but you and Sam weren't complaining. Dean often spent more than the time needed out when he went on supply runs and he always came back with goodies.

Sam gave his brother a nod and you gave him a small wave. Dean winked before setting off to the garage where he parked his baby. Sam set his book down and made his way closer to you. "Y/N?" he asked, sitting on the edge of the table beside you.

He didn't hesitate to pull you up to his level. With him sitting down you were finally just about the same height. He gripped you by your hips and rocked you back and forth gently. His forehead pressed against yours and you could see the smile on his face, it reached his eyes and made you smile as well.

"Sammy is everything okay?" You asked. Sure, this was fun, being in Sam's arms and so close, but you knew that Dean was only gone for so long, and that you still had a case to work on.

"Yeah. Everything is perfect." He pulled away from you so he could look you in the eyes. "Is everything perfect for you?" The seriousness in his voice made you think about what was happening around you.

You cupped his face in both your hands, feeling small once again. "Of course." You kissed him gently, brushing your lips against his chapped ones. "Sammy, why would you think otherwise?" You asked, when he didn't try and kiss you back.

"No reason." He pulled you into a kiss, his lips aggressively pressing into yours. His hands raked up your back and pulled you closer to him. Something about this kiss seemed different than the others, Sam was needier, hungrier for you then he had been before.

His hands twisted into your hair and pulled gently at it. You loved his perfect mixture of aggression and gentleness. Before you knew it he had lifted you off the ground, something he had been doing a lot lately. But this time he started walking with you, his lips never leaving yours. You stopped him when you noticed you were in the hallway and allowed him to see his surroundings.

He pressed you into the wall, trailing kisses down your neck. You moaned, "Sam" and he was walking off towards his room once again. You didn't stop him, instead you grinded your hips into his and felt the hardness being created in his jeans.

Sam threw you on his bed, and while you bounced he started to unbutton his shirt and lick his lips. You followed suit prying off your shirt but leaving on your bra. With his shirt thrown on the floor he crawled on top of you, trailing kisses up your stomach before reaching your neck. You couldn't help but giggle.

One hand cupped your cheek as the other held him up. His hips ground into yours and sent shockwaves of need through you. You wrapped your legs around him and didn't allow him to disappear from you. Suddenly the jeans between you seemed too confining, you needed to feel more of his skin against you, needed to be closer to him.

Your hands found his pant lines, trailing back and forth silently asking him for him to help you remove them. He got the hint, leaning up and making quick work of his belt and throwing it behind him. you released him from your legs and allowed him to stand and slip off his pants.

You were lost in thought, marveling at the man in front of you as he stood in all his gloriousness. You didn't even notice when his hands found the button on your jeans and started to take them off. It wasn't until the cold air hit them that you realized you were just as exposed as he was.

You flushed, growing embarrassed as he stood over you and admired your body. You tried to cover yourself, placing your hands on your stomach as if they could possibly hide anything. "Y/N don't hide from me." He said, gripping your wrists and pulling them away from your stomach. He interlocked his fingers with yours and admired you once more, his eyes lingering at your breasts before they made their way to your lips and he gave you as soft kiss.

Being gentle wasn't what you wanted right now though. You pulled him on top of you, feeling the warmth of his body against yours and pulling him closer. You needed to be closer. Your lips parted from his as you trailed kisses to his neck. He groaned in pleaser and flipped you both so you were on top of him, your legs on either side of his.

This maneuver didn't stop you, instead it allowed you more freedom. Freedom to explore even more of his body with your mouth. You kissed every part of his chest and even playfully flicked a tongue across his hardened nipples. You kept moving farther south, planting kisses down his happy trail till you reached his boxers.

It wasn't until now that you looked up at him, that you realized this was the farthest you two had ever gone. He rested on his elbows, watching your movements carefully. "You don't have to Y/N, we can stop if you want." He sounded sincere, but you could tell by his eyes he wanted more. He was just trying to please you. He'd never tried to go farther, never instigated that he wanted more from you even though you knew he did, because you'd be lying to yourself if you hadn't wanted more for a long time now.

Your answer was to pull the hem of his boxers down enough to expose just a bit of him. Your eyes never left his as you kissed a part of his length. He threw his head down, groaning in pleaser and pulling at his hair. You couldn't help but smile as you pulled his boxers off of him and stared wide eyed at the massive cock in front of you.

Sam Winchester was an all-around large guy, but seeing him fully exposed to you now only made you realize just how large he could possibly be. The hesitation was quickly fixed when you wrapped your hand around it and pulled it to your lips. You teased him, running the head back and forth against your lips and ever so slightly flicking your tongue across it. His response was another grunt, this one much louder than any you had ever heard from him before.

He propped himself on his elbows again, getting a clear picture of you with his cock in your hands. You smiled and started to work your lips around the massive length, swallowing until your gag refluxes kicked in. You held your position, your lips wrapped tight around him and your tongue swirling as much as it could.

His hands found your hair and slowly pushed you farther down his length. You didn't stop him, in fact you welcomed it. With his help you managed to fit most of him into your mouth, and when he pulled on your hair you released it from your grasp and inhaled a large breath. Stings of saliva connected you to him still and the darkness of Sam's eyes told you this was only the beginning.

He lifted you to him, kissing you and turning you over so he was once more on top. All words were gone from him and one thing floated around his mind. You. He reached under you and unhooked your bra, peeling it slowly off you and exposing your breasts to him.

He played with them in his hands for a while, but it wasn't until his lips parted from yours and engulfed your nipple that you withered under him. Moan after moan escaped your lips as he worked magic over you.

Sam reached his free hand towards your panties, stopping before he entered them. He stopped kissing your chest and silently asked you if he could enter. Your answer was to grab his hand and push it farther down. He bit the bottom of his lip and went down to kiss you.

If you thought him suckling on your nipple was wonderful, it didn't even compare to his fingers rubbing small circles on you. Your whole body started to tingle and every muscle you had tightened as the high inside of you started to rise. "Yes Sammy! Yes!" You screamed as he got you to orgasm.

He pulled his fingers out from inside you and pulled your panties off. This time it was he who teased you. He kneeled with your legs spread wide for him. He gripped himself and teased your sex with his head. Your hips rose up and down begging for his entrance into you.

"Y/N slow down." Sam said, pulling himself farther from you. You groaned, trying once more to raise your hips to his. He laughed. "Don't make fun of me for dragging this out." He said. Leaning down he kissed you passionately. His tongue dancing across your lips.

Without a warning he entered you, shoving his length into you in one quick motion. He stretched you in ways you weren't sure were possible. And as he pumped into you for the first time your body felt as if it were going to explode. The friction was too much and the high you felt earlier was no comparison to where you sat now.

The animalistic sounds leaving the both of you were loud and unexpected. Sam thrusted in and out of you quickly, keeping a steady pace. He pressed his head into your shoulder as he bit down on your flesh trying to stifle the sounds. Your nails dug into his back and only made him thrust harder.

Your bodies slapped into each other and covered you both is sweat as he went harder and faster. Each trust sent shock wave after shockwave of ecstasy through you until you reached a point where you felt nothing. You held your breath, and clung tightly to him. You tightened around him and a deep moaning of your name left his lips.

Yet another orgasm rippled through you and every part of you felt wonderful. Your vison clouded, but Sam kept thrusting on, mush slower as he himself was reaching his own orgasm. When you finished and could feel your body once more, you tried to flip over so that you were on top again. Sam stopped you, only for a moment before he lifted himself off of you and switched places.

The tiny break gave him enough time to will the orgasm peaking its head out back inside of him, giving you ample time to work your way with him. You straddled him gripping his throbbing hard cock in your hands and guided it inside of you.

You slowly inched him inside of you, and his hands gripped your hips. He tried to force you down faster, but you stopped him in continued your slow pace. "Y/N." Sounded from a deep place inside of him. He over powered you, shoving himself deep inside of you. He controlled you, gripping you tightly and lifting you up and down on him.

You leaned back, fully exposing yourself to him. Eventually Sam's hands left your hips and you were back in control. You pinned his arms above him, sliding him up and down inside of you. You went as fast as you possibly could bouncing up and down on top of him.

You released his hands, and leaned back on him once more. His hand kneaded your breasts, and played with your nipples again. "Right there." He said through clenched teeth. His hand left your breast and began rubbing small circles against your clit and sent you on another orgasm ride again.

He pulled you on him as strings of hot cum shot out of him. He held you, preventing you from moving any more against him. You could feel his cock twitching inside of you as he unloaded his seed into you. When he finished, he pulled your face down to his and kissed you gently. "Y/N." He breathed.

He pulled out of you and helped you settle into a comfortable position next to him. He wrapped his arms around you and hugged you close. "That was…" He started, but even you couldn't come up with words to describe the experience you just had.

"Yeah." You agreed planting little kisses on his arms. He squeezed you tighter to him and kissed the back of your head. "Why did we wait to do that?" You asked, turning around to face him.

He brushed the hair sticking to your face away so he could see all of you. He leaned forward to kiss you. "I'm glad we waited." He kissed you again, cupping your face.

"Me too." You said, kissing his cheek and sliding off the bed. "I'll be right back." You said, reaching up and grabbing his robe. You slipped it on and tied it around your waist. It was far too big for you, sliding against the ground around your ankles. Your arms were gone and Sam laughed at the image of you in it.

You opened the door and practically ran into a small stand set out in the hallway. The tray held snacks and drinks. Dean even left a little note with a smiley face in case you were unaware of his little gift. As if the pie and various other snacks found at the gas and sip down the street weren't a big enough sign.

"Your brothers home." You said returning into the room with the tray in your hands.

Sam sat up, and pulled up a blanket to cover his exposed self. "He made this for us?" You carefully carried it to him and let him grip it and set it on the middle of the bed. Red wine sat in cups that Sam handed you and raised his own to his lips. "Red wine and apple pie, what a combination." He joked.

"I can only assume this is Dean's doing." You took a drink. "Unless the bunker is haunted. And hey, maybe we shouldn't kill this one. It leaves food." You picked at the pie with your fingers, utterly forgetting about the forks on the side.

Sam smiled, and then sighed. "I guess I'll deal with Dean." He took another sip of wine.

You laughed and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "It's okay."