A/N~ writing this just bc I'm bored so... SMUT!!!!!
(Your pov)
I love Sam to death but our sex life has been boring lately. It doesn't help that we are almost always with Dean or sleeping when we are together. Regardless Im determined to do something fun with him today as Dean is out getting food and supplies.
"Sammy," I walk into the living area of the bunker.
"Yeah, baby," he puts his books down.
"Will you come with me?" I ask and hold my hand out for him to take it.
"Why?" He asks with an eyebrow raised.
"Because I said," I say in a babyish voice.
"Because that's not suspicious or anything," he laughs but takes my hand anyway. I kiss him gently before leading him to our bedroom. It is at this point that I realize I don't have an actual plan what so ever. "So what do you want, baby?" He asks and sounds like he actually doesn't have a clue.
"You," I say with a smirk as I close the bedroom door, "I want you, daddy."
"Oh," he is clearly fought off guard and I'm not sure by what part. He smirks, "so I'm daddy now?" he cups my face in his hand.
"You've always been daddy," I tug on his shirt. He roughly picks me up and slams me into the wall making me moan. I instantly wrap my legs around his waist and my fingers find their way into his hair. His lips roughly meet mine and his hands squeeze at my thighs.
"Do you like that baby girl," he growls against my lips.
"Yes daddy," I practically moan. My hands make their way to Sam's shirt, undoing the buttons on his flannel as I kiss and suck at his neck.
"Daddy is going to make you fell so good, baby girl," he whispers in my ear. His words making my core pulse as my legs tighten around him. "Is that what you want, honey?" He asks in a low yet caring voice.
"Please daddy," I tell him. Only wanting him at this point. His fingers curl around the hem of my shirt and lingers there for a second until I nod my head to tell him it's okay to take it off. He drops the fabric on the floor before carrying me to the bed.
He gently lays me down on the mattress and trails his hands down my sides. His fingers land at the buttons on my jeans before he asks, "can I?" I nod my head in approval and within seconds my jeans are on the ground. He strips himself of his open flannel and gray undershirt before coming back to my lips. I flip us so I'm straddling his lap before eagerly kissing and sucking at his neck earning a few deep groans. I grind my hips on his, biting my lips to make myself seem more composed than I actually am, and earn a few more moans and a deep, "good girl," from Sam's lips.
"Daddy," I mumble. I want to suck him off but for some reason saying it seems embarrassing. My hands travel down his chest to his belt and I slowly pop it open.
"Yes honey?" He asks in a sweet voice.
"Can I," my fingers graze over his bulge.
"Of course baby," he kisses my forehead. I quickly open his jeans and tug them down before he kicks them the rest of the way off. I set myself in between his legs on the ground and palm him through his boxers. I look up at him with big, innocence eyes making him damn nearly melt. He pushes hair behind my ear and tangles his fingers in it as I tug down his boxers, his length popping out. I bite my lip to hide my smirk before kissing his thighs, edging my way closer to his hard member.
"Daddy," I look up at him again with an innocent face, "do you want me to?"
"Oh god yes," he practically begs making me smirk at what I do to him. I lick a stripe up his member earning a "hnng" like sound. I take the tip into my mouth and flick my tongue over the slip making him grip my hair tighter and through his head back with a throaty moan. I circle my tongue around the sensitive pink skin before pulling back making him whimper a bit. I flatten my tongue against the base of his member before lightly flicking my tongue between his balls making his breath hitch. "Kitten," he pulls my head back.
"Yes daddy," I give him my most innocent look I can muster at the moment.
"Be a good girl and stop teasing daddy," he warns.
"But I'm having fun," I pout knowing that it'll get him worked up. I lick up his length while maintaining eye contact with him. His jaw clenches as he attempts to hold in his moans. "Are you enjoying yourself, daddy?" I ask him but before he can answer I give his leaky tip a kiss, smearing precum over my lips.
"Baby girl," his breath hitched as I look back up at him. I lick my lips clean and notice how intently he's watching me, looking completely disheveled. I flash him a cheeky smile and kiss the base of his member. I pepper small kitten kisses over his length before taking the tip into my mouth. Gently sucking at licking at it I earn lots of small moans that turn me on way to much. I pull back to see his head thrown back and his mouth hanging open. I kiss his tip one last time before slowly taking as much as I can of him into my mouth. My actions earning a loud, deep moan and a tighter grip on my hair. It's one of the most mouthwatering scenes anyone could ever see. With his obscene moans ringing in my ears I make a mental note to do this more often. I bob my head up and down a few times before pulling off.
"Daddy," I smirk before tracing the vein on his flushed member.
"God Y/N," he pulls my head away from his dripping member.
"What's wrong, daddy?" I ask with big puppy dog eyes as he looks back down at me.
"Nothing baby girl," he reassures, "now come here," he pulls my head up to his and roughly and sloppily kisses me. "Off," he growls and hooks a finger in my bra in between my breast. I stand in front of him and unhook my bra and let it slide off my arms and he kicks his boxers off. I smirk as I slowly push my panties down my thighs where they land on the ground. "Baby girl," he pulls me into him roughly, "you are so fucking gorgeous," he pushes hair behind my ear and kisses my cheek making me blush.
"Daddy," I giggle and rest my arms on his broad shoulders. His arms wrap around me after pulling me onto his lap.
"Now baby," he smiles, "how should daddy fuck you." His words make my face go bright red and I bite my lip. "That teasing wasn't very nice, I think maybe you should get punished baby girl," he tells me. The thought of him punishing me gets me visibly excited. "You would like that wouldn't you?" He says with a smirk and I shyly nod my head. He pushes his hand up my thigh, his thumb pressing against the crease that my thigh and hip make. "Baby girl," he starts edging his fingers closer to my core, "do you think daddy should finger fuck you?" He says with an innocent voice. I nod my head and jerk my hip up.
He lays me down, gently, before slipping two fingers into me. I let a loud gasp out of my mouth as he does. He starts gently pumping his fingers, holding my thigh in place with his other hand. "Sam," I unintentionally whimper in between moans.
"Yes honey," he asks.
"Don't stop," I strangle out. He smirks but speeds his strokes up making my back arch and breath hitch.
"Daddy," I moan out, "please."
"Please what, baby?" His fingers slip out of me making me whine at the loss of contact. He's going all in with the whole daddy thing, and I'm loving it.
"Fuck me," I let out, "please." He pulls my hips into his and I can feel his member press against my heat making me whimper.
"I've got you, baby," he tells me, sweetly. He pulls my legs to wrap around his waist as his arms are on either side of me as he holds himself up. He lines his member up with my core and gently pushes into me making me moan and claw at his back as my arms tighten around his neck. "Fuck baby girl," his eyebrows furrow together and his arms tense. His thrust gradually speed up and my moans grow louder with every thrust. Small moans and grunts come from Sam, and my body tenses along with his. He wraps his arms around me and sits us up.
"Sam," I moan as he grinds his hips in mine, "oh fuck, daddy."
"God damn Y/N," he grunts as my nails dig into his back. I kiss at his neck and collar bones as his hand makes its way into my hair and the other holds me in place. "So good baby," he praises, "god." He's hitting places I could only dream of before him and I feel my high coming on with each rough thrust. I muffle my moans in the crook of his neck.
"Sam," I strangle out against his skin, my nails leaving red streaks across his back and shoulders, "fuck, Sam." He lets out a deep moan as my body tenses. My fingers curl and his thrust get sloppy. My high comes over me making my fingers and toes curl, my back arch, and my muscles tighten as I let out a string of whimpers and whines. Sam's high follows mine as he pulls me down on his length his seed shooting inside me as his arms and jaw clench and he lets out a few curses. Within seconds that feel more like minutes I am collapsed on top of him and we are both basically panting.
"Baby," he lets out and kisses my cheek, "I love you." I just hum and cling my arms tighter around him. He gently pulls out of me making me whimper. "I got you," he hums quietly as he lays us down, me curled on his chest and his arm wrapped around me. His fingers glide over my bare skin absentmindedly. "Kiss?" He asks, and I lean up and peck his lips. "No, a real kiss," he tells me making me smile but kiss him.
"I love you Sam," I cuddle into him more.
~five minutes earlier~
(Dean's pov)
"I'm back," I yell as I set a couple bags of groceries onto the counter. I wait for a response but I only hear moans. "Ata boy," I mumble to myself, "but you two better be in your room."
