Werifesteria- (v) to wander longingly in search of mystery. Nicole Rosenberg is an introvert who adores capturing the beauty of the moment and framing it to remember. Her parents died in a car crash when she was 18 but she pushed herself to continue...
Nicole's POV: "Babe!" I pause Cupcake Wars and walk into the bathroom where Sam was calling from. Opening the door to the hotels really nice bathroom, I can see Sam sticking his head out behind the shower curtain. "Wanna go see a movie later? You can pick." I think for a moment and decide a little fun is what we need. "Sure, it'll be fun." He smiles and closes the shower curtain. "Love you!" He says as I shut the bathroom door. Sam and Dean had decided they wanted to stay in a hotel for the week and to take a month off of hunting. Sam and I got our own room and so did Alex and Dean. I grab the remote and resume the Tim Burton episode while I get dressed and do my makeup/hair.
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--Later-- Sam drives us to the movie theater and we buy the tickets for Lights Out. Going through concessions I grab an original Monster energy drink and some Junior Mints. Sam gets a water and rainbow twizzlers. Sitting in the two seat, electric reclining chairs, I get comfortable nuzzled under his arm. The movie starts and the lights dim. "Wanna have some real fun later?" I whisper quietly in his ear and he tenses up, muscles tightening. He looks down at me and presses his lips to my ear. "I don't think I'd ever turn down an offer like that." He places his arm around my shoulder and kisses the side of my head. I smile to myself and for later to come and continue to watch the movie. Occasionally I would jump and bury my face into his shoulder to avoid seeing the terrifying ghost. "You hunt these for a living." He whispers into my ear and I give him a bitch face. "It's only been a year and it's still pretty terrifying to see a ghost appear out of nowhere and push you back. Annoying, but frightening." He chuckles quietly and shakes his head. For the rest of the movie we remained quiet, every so often he'd bounce his leg nervously and then stop. When the movie ends I get up to go, turning around to grab my purse, but when I turn back Sam is down on one knee, looking up at me nervously. I drop my purse, unsure of what to do or how to react. "Nicole, when I first met you I immediately could tell that you were unique. Then when I began to learn about you I realized that you are beautiful inside and out. You've been by my side for the past 4 years, through thick and thin. Not once have you complained about the circumstances we're in and I know that I don't deserve you, but I sure as hell will treat you the way you deserve to be treated." He pulls out a small black velvet box. "Nicole Lynn Rosenberg, will you do me the honor of making me the happiest man alive and marrying me?" I smile down at him, words unable to pass my lips. Eyes threatening to spill. I nod and he grabs my hand, slipping a beautiful black ring onto my finger. He smiles up at me and let's out a happy laugh. I grab him by his forearms and help him up. He pulls me in for a hug. "I love you so much, Nicki." I pull away and look into his eyes. "I love you too, Moose." He leans down and kisses my nose leading me out of the theater. --Time Skip-- We get back to the motel and notice Dean's car is gone, so no interruptions. Locking the door, Sam places his hands on my hips and shoves me down onto the bed with light force. He places his hands on the hem of my shirt and takes it off, kissing anywhere that he possibly could: from my lips, jaw, neck, collar bone, and breasts. His hands brushing softly on the curve of my waist. I moan into his touch and tug at his shirt. Getting the hint he stands up and takes it off looking down at me, his hazel eyes darker and full of lust. He sits onto the bed and pulls me onto his lap so I'm straddling him. He quickly removes my bra and tosses it aside, placing gentle kisses to my one breast and rubbing the other with his hand, underneath me I can feel his member harden and press onto my inner thigh. He lays me down on the bed and takes my pants off, kissing my inner thigh and biting softly. Pulling my underwear off I quietly moan from the cold air coming into contact with my, now very hot, area. Sam inserts two fingers and begins to slide them in and out, keeping a quick steady pace. Just his fingers alone drive me crazy. I can feel my body heat up and sweat develops all over. I'm a moaning mess. "Don't stop." I whisper through a shaky breath. He removes his hands and I look at him, disappointed. Taking off his pants I can already see his erection through his boxers. He lowers himself onto me and begins to grind, the feeling of the cotton causing more friction and I look at him desperately. "Stop teasing." He smirks and takes off his underwear. The size of him never fails to take my breath away. Slipping on a condom, he places the tip into my throbbing area. "You ready?" He asks, voice full of concern and lust. I nod and wrap my arms around his neck as he shoves himself into me. Sliding in and out causing the headboard to hit the wall. He lets out shaky breaths of pleasure before I could feel myself about to reach the climax. I move my hands into his sweaty hair and grip it as he does one last thrust, hitting my g-spot perfectly. I cum and he follows, pulling out and collapsing next to me. He pulls off the condom and places it into the trashcan next to the bed. He looks over at me and smiles his dimples showing, while the sweat defined his toned chest. "I love you more than you'll ever know." He wraps his arms around me and kisses my nose. Slowly we drift off into a peaceful sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ First real smut, don't judge. Also, can we just talk about how perfect Sam is? ❤
