Supernatural Death Note

Chapter Eighty-Four: The Seduction of Sam Winchester

Notes:

Warning. This chapter is sexually explicit in some areas.

Sarah was pacing her room, indecision wracking her. Finally, she grabbed her bathrobe and headed to Sam's room. As she waited for the elevator, she thought about how few the kisses had been. He was shyer then when they'd met. She knew the problem was Ruby, and she was damned if some dead demon was going to keep him from her. There was a lot she could do and not have sex. Tonight, she was claiming her man.

Sam was reading in his room, flipping through some books as he tried to get some information in regards to helping find Lilith. Even though he couldn't be part of the team, he could help find her.

The door partially opened and he saw Sarah's head peep in. "Hi, Sam."

"Hi Sarah, everything OK?"

"Everything's fine. Can I come in? You don't have to get up. I'll join you if you don't mind.

He smiled at her. "Sure."

She entered the room, wearing a long silky red bathrobe, her hair long. She walked over to his recliner and climbed up on his lap, and took his book, setting it on the table. She shook her hair, and leaned in and kissed him slowly, passionately.

His eyes widened, than he kissed her back.

She began to slowly kiss him again , letting her tongue probe his mouth, as her hands caressed his face, and ran through his hair.

He ended the kiss a few seconds later. "Sarah?"

"Yes, Sam?" She ran her mouth over his lips down to his chin, nibbling on it, and started licking and sucking his neck, leaving love bites as she went. She slowly blew hot breaths on the moist skin.

"What are you doing?" The question was spoken breathlessly.

"Wait and see, Sam. Just relax and enjoy it."

He nodded, eyes very wide as he watched her. Sam hadn't expected this and wasn't sure about it at all.

She worked up to his ear and started nibbling at it, her tongue going inside as far is it would go. She sucked on the lobe, and let her tongue lick behind the ear. She worked to the back of his neck, nibbling, licking and sucking.. Slowly, she moved down, her hands moving under his t-shirt, pushing it up slowly. She flicked her tongue over a nipple and watched it harden. She grazed it with her teeth and heard him gasp as she pulled it into her mouth and sucked on it.

"Sarah," he gasped softly, fingers sinking into her hair. Sam was completely stunned by what she was doing. She slowly dragged her tongue to the other nipple and proceeded to do to it what she had done to the other. The young woman ran her tongue down his torso to his navel. Her tongue began to work on it as she carefully undid the button of his jeans, and unzipped them opening them so she could reach his lower belly. Her hands caressed tender skin and she licked and sucked the entire area.

The tall frame shuddered, feeling himself harden under what she was doing.

He hadn't felt like this in a long time.. feeling such gentle passion from Sarah.

Sarah tugged at his jeans and Sam felt himself lifting up to let her maneuver the material. He didn't realize at first that she'd pulled his boxers down at the same time, releasing him.

She began to nibble bite in the pubic hair and she started licking the areas where his legs joined his crotch, gently nibbling and caressing with her fingers. Sara continued her ministrations, caressing and using her mouth to love him.

Sam moaned, legs parting to allow her more access. He'd never had anyone pay so much attention to him before...not like this.

He still smelled of soap from his shower after the soaking. She smiled as his legs parted and she moved down further to give him pleasure. She'd done some reading and was trying out new things to help him find himself again sexually.

The younger Winchester wasn't familiar with the type of stimulation she was using, and his hips bucked up despite his best efforts not to. "S...Sarah," he warned, knowing he was getting close. He simply wasn't used to this and the desire curling in his belly was boiling up to a head fast. He cried out her name, trembling under the force of his climax.

Sarah did not move after he was done, letting him recover from her exploration and stimulation of his body.

"Oh my god, Sarah," he breathed out.

"I love you, Sam, and you are now mine. You asked to me to marry you, and I said yes, but I want all of you in that marriage. There can't be sex right now. I have no protection, but there's a lot things we can do. Can you move?"

"I don't think I have any bones left in my body," Sam laughed out.

"Oh, I bet you do," she teased. Standing up, Sarah removed the red robe. She had on a sheer red top that barely covered her breasts and a sheer red thong. "You know how good I am. How good are you, Sam? The night is very long, you know." She walked towards the bed, hips swaying and he could barely see the rear strap of the thong. He groaned a deep groan.

"Damn, you are trying to kill me," he said with a bright grin.

"Oh, I think you're more than strong enough to survive it, and I bet you look better with those clothes completely off, Sam Winchester."

The grin grew wider as he rose, stripping out of his clothing and heading towards the bed.