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Sam Winchester as he sees you in a beautiful, black dress. He can't help but smirk at how the dress fits you perfectly. He doesn't seem bothered when he sees you not being like most models on tv. And he doesn't care. He loves you for you.
"You look—" Sam stopped and sighed, putting his hands inside his front pockets. "beautiful."
"You really think so, Sam?"
Sam nodded, "You could blow everyone away." He softly kissed your forehead as he smiled down at you. You blushed and kissed him hard on the lips. The sudden contact made Sam moan against your lips. You smirked and pulled away.
Sam quickly opened his eyes, "I was just getting in the mood."
"Well, I hope you're still 'in the mood' when we come back."
"Bu-but—"
"But I think you can hold it in."
Sam groaned as he jokingly rolled his eyes. "Hope you're ready for tonight."
