Supernatural Smut (Dirty Smut 18+)

Dirty Dancer (Sam Smut)

You, Sam, and Dean could finally have a relaxing day at the bunker without going on a hunt.

It felt nice to you for a change; it was quiet, and the three of you were throughout the bunker, keeping yourselves busy. You knew that Dean was outside tinkering out his 'baby' while you figured Sam was probably in the library researching god knows what. So, you put on some jean shorts and a tank top that shows off your curves in the right places. Instead of being lazy, you decided to do some cleaning around the bunker. The furniture needed to get dusted, some laundry needed to get washed, some dishes needed to be washed and put away, and maybe even clean the floor. You decided to listen to some of your favorite tunes while cleaning. But unlike Dean, you had a more selection taste in music besides just classic rock n roll.

You liked listening to classic rock n roll, but you also liked some pop, R&B, hip hop, and a little country. While dusting furniture, you were humming and slightly dancing to 'Locked Out of Heaven' by Bruno Mars; it was a catchy tune, even though it's obvious what it's about. "'Cause your sex takes me to paradise. Yeah, your sex takes me to paradise. And it shows. Yeah, yeah, yeah. 'Cause you make me feel like. I've been locked out of heaven. For too long, for too long. Yeah, you make me feel like. I've been locked out of heaven. For too long, for too long, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh..." You didn't know someone was behind you until you turned around and saw Dean standing there smirking. His clothes were just a touch dirty from him messing with the car. You paused the music and stood there silently for a moment.

"How long were you watching me, Dean?" He chuckled and flashed his cheeky smile, "Not long, but long enough to see you humming and dancing. If you wanted to get locked in, all you have to do is ask." He winked at you as you watched him. "Dean," you paused and started to laugh. "You know I'm only kidding," he cut in to respond, "I came in to grab something for the car and saw you grooving while doing whatever you're doing." You were holding the feather duster in your hand as you waved it around in front of you. "Obviously dickhead I'm dusting, can't you tell?" You started to laugh as he shook his head and laughed, too. "I know you want to get like that for Sammy anyway." You felt your cheeks getting red as you exclaimed, "DEAN! Say it any louder, and he'll hear you, and then I'll run my small ass the other way and away from the both of you."

After getting what he needed, Dean chuckled as he stated, "You never know (Y/N/N); try to seduce him; that always works." You were speechless as you heard Dean chuckle while walking away. After that, you continued to clean and listen to music. An hour later, you knocked out most of the cleaning. While moving your hips to the music, you were washing the dirty dishes in the kitchen as you quietly sang 'Dirty Dancer' by Enrique Iglesias and Usher. "It's a game that she plays. She can win with her eyes closed. It's insane how she tames. She can turn you into an animal. She don't wanna love, she just wanna touch. She's a greedy girl to never get enough. She don't wanna love, she just wanna touch. She's got all the moves to make you give it up. She's a dirty, dirty dancer, dirty, dirty dancer. Never ever lonely. She's a dirty, dirty dancer, dirty, dirty dancer. You'll never be her only."

Little did you know you had a pair of eyes watching your every move the whole time from the kitchen entrance.

Little did you know that Sam was in the doorway, staring into you and watching you move while you were busy. He came hypnotized and easily started to grow a bulge as he cupped his hand and moved it, trying to contain himself. But he couldn't help it as Sam adored you like a little sister and felt protective of you, but certain feelings started to overcome him when it came to you recently. He started to view you differently and get attracted to you in a way that felt wrong and thought of doing things to you that felt almost forbidden. As he heard the song continuing to blast from your phone speaker, he made sure to be sly as he snuck up behind you, lightly wrapped his arms around you and started to move his hips to the beat. You jumped slightly, startled by the sudden touch and feel of a pair of arms around you. Not to mention a growing bulge you could feel on your ass as you tried to ignore that feeling.