Sam Winchester (and occasionally others) x Reader

Aphrodisiac (Sam) Part 2

NSFW. This part is basically just porn...
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You push him back into his chair and fall to your knees in front of him, sliding in between his legs as you slide his flannel down his shoulders. "It's okay Sam. You won't break me I promise." You joke as you lean in to get him to look at you. This is one of those times you thank god you let your dad talk you into starting the pill a few years ago.

You can see Sam trying to resist, but finally, he gives in, his hands coming up to the back of your head to pull you into a kiss. He quickly slides a hand down under your shoulder blade and pulls you up to his lap, his fingers hooking underneath your thighs to pull you closer.

You tangle your fingers into his hair and deepen the kiss, his hands roaming across your still clothed back. You can already feel his excitement as he lifts his hip into you and grinds suggestively, so you pull on his hair for extra measure.

You can't pretend you've never wanted to do something like this, pretty much everyone has fantasized about one of the brothers at some point. Sam has always been your go-to for sexiest Winchester. He was tall, smart, strong, funny, caring, handsome, and overall perfect for you. So now that you were currently in his arms, your heart was practically beating out of your chest. Yea it may not be quite as romantic as you had always hoped for, but judging by the need and roughness of his touch, you knew it was going to be just as amazing.

His hands gripped tightly to the back of your neck and your hip, sure to leave bruises. His teeth pulled harshly at your bottom lip and his tongue invaded your mouth with hunger.

With no warning at all, Sam stood up and carried you over to the bed where he laid you down and crawled over the top of you. His hazel eyes locked with yours for a moment before his lips meet yours again.

This time he was slower, gentler than before. His hand roamed under the hem of your shirt and slowly pushed it up, his fingers brushing along your side. You let yourself relax into him, he obviously knew what he was doing. Besides, he needed this much more than you did.

After your shirt was slid over your head, you noticed the lust in his eyes that seemed mixed with a strong hesitation. He didn't want to hurt you or make you regret this even though you already consented.

You smile and nod, a silent reminder that you are okay with this. In an effort to help him understand you begin sliding his shirt off of him. Both of your palms skimmed across his skin, memorizing every agonizing detail. As his shirt came off, you saw just how perfectly sculpted he was.

"Sam..." You practically moan as you shift your thighs to try to make your wetness less annoying.

His lust blown pupils are scanning over your exposed torso as he stroked his large hands down your still clothed thighs. The suspension was killing you, but you knew it would be better for him as far as how the spell has progressed.

His lips left gentle pressure against your skin as they trail from your jaw down to your waist. As he works his way down, his fingers fiddled with the clasp of your painted on jeans. Within seconds his skilled fingers have pulled them, along with your underwear, down and dropped them to the floor leaving you in only a bra. His eyes scanned over your body, taking you in as only he in this moment could. Normally you would be a bit more self-conscious than this, but the way he breathed you in made you melt into the mattress below you. 

"My god, you are beautiful." He sighed as he crawled over you again and your arms locked around his neck.

"Even though I know its the drugs talking, I'm going to take the compliment anyway." You laugh as Sam smirks and lowers himself so his skin is pressed against yours.