At Your Mercy | Sam Winchester X Reader

Pt:3

You stand up, keeping your hands on his hips, you rotate your body's allowing his back to face the bed. Pulling his Pj pants down you lower yourself as well. Pushing him to sit down he looks down to you, his mouth agape and breathing deeply. You look into his eyes as you feel his girth through his underwear. Now putting him under the same observation. He feels thick, stiff and as you squeeze and massage the head gently, a small groan escapes his mouth, and his head falls back.

You can feel the small tremble in his thighs and the small shake in his chest left from trying to control his erratic breathing. "Please-" he groans. His member twitching in your hands.

Grabbing the band of his underwear you take them off, slowly. Your own heart races in anticipation as you reveal what you've been waiting to see. You feel his thighs shake As it springs out and practically smacks you in the face with heft. Through the dim lit room you can see the color, the shape. His tip as pink as his lips, nearly as girth as a can with a small curve and his length practically as long as your face. He felt hot as he twitched on your skin, waiting for any contact. "(Y/n) – please-" you smirk hoping to make him as desperate as he made you. Bringing your hand to his length you slip your tongue out, licking stripes against him. He shudders. Swirling your tongue around him, eliciting the same dirty symphonies you just sung.

He was all to thick to take in his widest part but you enjoyed what you could, the small bumps of his veins, the softness; You throb and clench thinking of how he'd feel inside you.

'Should I?' – 'should we?'

Your heart beats and your hands shake as you stand up. How long has it been since you've been intimate with someone? Nearly 6 years?

With Sam sitting on the edge of the bed you slowly begin to straddle him "I uh- I can't get pregnant..." you say, letting your heat sit atop of his own. Feeling the sheer stretch, you'd have to make to accommodate him. able to see his face from this seat, his eyebrows are scrunched, and his teeth dig into his lips, accompanied by flushed cheeks and sweat forming on his face, He looks so pretty this way...

"If you're worried, I have condoms. The decision is yours... I trust you." His hands move to your hips, and you make small motions atop of him. He closes his eyes tightly relishing the wet warmth you offer.

"I- I want you like this." You say rocking your hips a little harder.

Without hesitation his lips smash into yours, a hand lifts you and he stations himself to enter you. His moans are deep and horse as you lower onto him. With a sting the stretch was magnificent but nearly too much. In effort to stifle your whines you move your mouth to his neck and bite softly. His head lulls back allowing you more room. "God-" he groans.

Halfway in you already felt full, it felt better than it ever had. Having your sweet spot tender from your previous orgasms it felt heavenly. His twitches were met with your own throbbing. "Just put it- "

His hands slammed your hips down onto him-

"Fu-uu-ck--" he moans.

"Fuu-ckk."

His hands stayed in your hips as he pushed your hips back and forth against him. Now his turn his lips met your neck, he kissed and licked messily "you feel so fucking good." He whispered; making tingles spread across your body.

"You're so-too big" you whine.

"Are you ok? Do you wanna stop?" He says as he stops grinding you against himself.

"Slowly..." you say as he lets you get accustomed to his size. "I'm ok." You hitch, slowly raising yourself again.

"Ca-careful" he says before you drop yourself back atop of him. His grip on your hips tightens "God- don't- " You smile mischievously. "If that's what you want-" with his hands around your waist he carries you to the bed, keeping himself inside you he lays while you sit atop of him. Lifting you slightly he bucks his hips into you, nearly launching you forward you hold onto the headboard of the bed as he bottoms out inside of you.