SupernaturalxReader

Incapacitated (Sam x Reader)

#4/Sam "I'm too sober for this." As requested by LeonLai424 on deviantart  

Sam hauled you over his shoulder making his way to the Impala in spite of your drunken protests.

"Saaaam, put me down."

"No (y/n)."

"We don't have to leave I promise I won't start anymore fights."

"There aren't anymore fights to start I think you made your way through the entire bar."

"I WON through the entire bar don't forget that part it's the most important."

"You're going to win some police charges too if we don't get back to the motel." Sam eventually reached the car and set you down in the back seat.

"Just don't throw up back here alright? Dean will kill me."

"I'm not gonna throw up," you scoffed. "Throwing ups disgusting so I refuse to do it just like I refuse to sweat."

"You can't refuse to sweat?" Sam said. You nodded confidently.

"Yes you can. Think about it," you said as you smooshed Sam's face between you're palms. "Have you ever seen me sweat before?" Sam thought for moment before shaking his head.

"You can't not sweat, its physically impossible. It's a biological process that-"

"Ah ha!" you laughed. "I win! You couldn't think of a time!"

"I didn't say that."

"No but you went all science-y and you only do that when you're wrong about something!" Sam closed the door on you while you taunted him about losing. You only stopped when he turned the car on because Black Sabbath started playing over the radio.

"Oh this is the best song!" you exclaimed. You loudly sang the entirety of the song followed by the one that followed. You didn't shut up the entire way to the motel and continued singing even after Sam turned the car off.

"Alright (y/n) let's go." You swatted Sam's hands away.

"I can walk on my own I'm not a baby." You got out the car and successfully took two wobbly steps before you lost your balance and fell flat on your butt. You started laughing hysterically.

Sam sighed heavily. "I'm way too sober for this."

"Sam help me," you laughed. You stretched your arms up to him and he pulled you to your feet. He kept an arm firmly around your waist and led you to the motel room. Once inside you wriggled out of his grasp and threw yourself on the bed, mumbling something Sam couldn't make out. His phone started beeping in his pocket, telling him the battery was almost dead. He plugged it into the charger and when he turned around he saw you struggling with your shoe laces.

"Need some help?" he asked.

"Just a tiny bit, like this much," you said, using your thumb and forefinger to indicate exactly how much help you required. Sam laughed and walked over and started untying your boots. While he was working on your laces you started stripping off your many layers until you were down to your underwear. When your boots were finally off you unbuttoned your pants and kicked them halfway across the room. You stretched your arms in the air and happily sighed.

"Much better," you smiled. Sam looked up at you, his mouth slightly agape. He tried not look at you in awe but he could never quite get the hang of it. "Thanks."

"No problem," he answered, swallowing hard.

"You're the best," you said with a slight laugh. You grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him up to capture his mouth in a hard kiss. Not satisfied with just the one, you continued your onslaught of affections. Still gripping his shirt tightly you leaned back and pulled him on top of you. You threaded your hands through his hair and giggled as he pressed soft kisses to your jawline and down your neck. He was working his way back up when he noticed you'd grown quiet. He pulled back and found you sleeping soundly, one of your arms still loosely hanging around his neck. He sighed in defeat and rolled off of you.

"Next time, I call being the drunk one," Sam told your sleeping form. Hearing his voice you turned towards him and mumbled something, but your eyes never opened. Sam laughed softly before turning out the light. At least he could look forward to a late start tomorrow.  

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(a/n)I got way to into this and was genuinely confused when I looked away from my computer and was not in a motel room with Sam