supernatural imagines

interrupted pt 2 - sam winchester

imagine: sam catches you starring at him as he works out

warning: smut

      the case took longer than expected and your feelings weren't being much help either as you could only think about sam. he was very sexually frustrated and quite eager to get home to finish what the two of you started.

     the car ride home was silent but it wasn't an awkward silence, thank god. you were starting to feel the eagerness grow in between your legs as you caught sam looking at you through the rear view mirror a few times, clenching his jaw with a small smirk playing on his lips. you gulp and turn your attention back to the window, shifting and trying to get rid of the desire.

     dean pulls up in the bunker's garage and you're the first to get out, rushing inside and heading straight to your room. you get in and lean against your closed door, letting out a breath and trying to calm your rapid heartbeat. the aching between your legs still didn't go away which made you contemplate helping yourself or go to sam. you pace your room as you get more and more frustrated.

"fuck it", you say and head for your door.

     you open your door only to see sam about to knock, catching him off guard. before he could say anything, you kiss him. he didn't even need to take time to process it because he immediately kissed back, walking the two of you into your room and closing the door with his foot, making sure to lock it this time. your hands find the buttons of his shirt and start unbuttoning down as his hand stables your face by the crook of your neck and your jaw.

     you slip his flannel off his shoulders and he pushes you back onto your bed. you break the kiss for a few seconds to remove your shirt, leaving you in your bra, before resuming. his hands travel down your body, rubbing your sides and playing with the hem of your jeans, leaving goosebumps on your skin. he kisses down your neck, making you lean back into your mattress and bite your lip. he leaves bruises on your collarbone and on the skin of your chest, causing you to squirm under his touch.

     he opens your zipper and you help him slip your jeans off, feeling the sudden cold air hit your wetness. he smirks at you and just when you thought you couldn't possibly get any wetter, you do. he removes the material separating him from you before rubbing circles on your core, making you let out a shaky breath. he slowly adds in a finger and soon two.

"f-fuck..", you breathe out, closing your eyes.

     after a few minutes of finger fucking you, he removes his fingers and puts them into his mouth, tasting you. he then reaches down to his belt buckle and starts undoing his pants. you lean back on your elbows, watching him and biting your lip as he removes his already very hard member. he looks at you for permission, which you allow, before slowly pushing into you, making you grip the sheets and let out strings of moans and profanities.

     his thrusts speed up and you feel yourself getting closer after a while.

"i-i'm close", you manage to choke out as you bite his shoulder.

"me too", he breathes and soon enough, both of you release. he pants and falls beside you.

"that was..", he starts.

"fucking amazing", you breathe out, finishing his sentence. the two of you laugh and he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer.

"we should do that more often", he suggests with a smirk.

"yea, we should", you yawn and rest your head on his chest, eyes getting droopy as you listen to his heartbeat and fall asleep.

*edited*

- zoe <3