Fan Fiction - Oneshot Smuts

Sam Winchester - New Neighbor

~~~Y/N POV~~~

I watched as the new neighbors, Sam and Dean, sorted through their trunk.

"Can I help you find something?" I asked from my window.

"How about a phone number," Dean spoke up with a smug smile.

"Thanks, but no thanks," I replied.

Sam laughed a little bit before receiving a smack to the back of his head from Dean.

———TIME SKIP———

I pulled into my driveway, getting out and starting to unload the groceries.

"Could I help you?" Sam spoke up.

"Please do," I replied, handing him a few bags.

He followed me inside, shutting the door behind him.

"Here's fine," I said, gesturing to the counter.

"Your house is beautiful," he said looking around in awe.

"Thank you, my dad helped me design it," I began, "Would you like a drink or anything?"

"Sure, I'll just take a water," he replied.

I brought him a water, leading him to the couch. I turned on a random show, starting up conversation with him.

———SMALL TIME SKIP———

I got comfortable and slowly moved closer to him unintentionally.

"Eww, I hate this show," I said reaching over him to retrieve the remote.

He gasped slightly and I sat up with a confused look.

"What's wrong," I asked.

"N-Nothing," he said with a shy look.

"Tell me," I pried.

"When you leaned over me, you um," he said, slightly gesturing downward.

"Oh," I said, the surprise showing across my face.

"I'm sorry, I'll go," he said, starting to stand up.

"No, it's okay. Stay if you'd like," I said pulling him back to the couch.

He nodded slightly in response and I climbed on top of him.

"Do you maybe want to," I trailed off.

"Definitely, he said, lifting me off of him and pressing me into the couch.

He hovered over me, pressing rough kisses onto my lips, before tailing downward.

"Wow, I didn't think you could be like this," I said.

"Like what," he asked with a smile.

"You're always quiet and shy, I didn't think you could be so aggressive," I replied.

He smirked slightly, pressing harsh kisses onto my neck, "I'll show you aggressive."

Moments later, he pulled my shirt and jeans off, and fiddle with the back of my bra. He quickly slid the bra off my shoulders, tossing it somewhere in the room.

Sam continued trailing kisses downward, stopping at the hem of my panties.

He checked his watch before saying, " Ohhh, I think I've got to get back home. I promised Dean I would make supper tonight."

I rolled my eyes and he laughed, pulling my underwear off. He quickly slid off his own clothes before pinning down to the couch. Left only in his boxers, he pressed his hips against my legs while kissing my neck, groaning slightly into my skin.

I reached down and palmed him slightly and he slid his hand between my legs. After a moment he slid off his boxers and stroked himself a few times before pressing into me.

He was ruthless, not playing attention to anything other than us. He grabbed each of my legs, placing them over his shoulders, reaching new depths.

*knock knock knock*

Sam continues, forcing me to respond.

"H-hello?" I managed.

"Hey, uh Y/N. Is Sam in there?" Dean replied.

"Dean, give us a fucking minute. You're killing the mood," Sam spoke up before picking me up and bending me over the edge of the couch. He slammed into me causing us both to let out loud moans.

"God, Really Sammie?" Dean replied, disgusted.

Sam reached under me, rubbing me in quick small circles. My sounds only encouraged him. He sped up, pressing somehow deeper into me.

"Sam, I'm-," I started before being cut off by him, "Hold it."

I grabbed a pillow in front of me, grasping it tightly.

"Sam, please," I begged.

"Not yet," he stated sharply.

A few seconds later he said, "Okay, do it," and I wasted no time following his orders. After a moment he pulled out, stroking himself a few times before releasing on my stomach.

We got dressed quickly.

"You better go make sure Dean gets his supper," I joked.

Sam rolled his eyes before saying, "I'll be back to help you later tonight," he said winking and heading out the door.