Sabriel One Shots

Love Me?

i wrote a 5000 word story and it was such shit i deleted it

so i made dis instead hehe

"I'm dancing," I said in Sam's ear over the thumping music. We had gone to some club for a case, the four of us dressed normally since we were undercover. Me and Sam had just been sitting like logs so I needed something to do.

"Sure," Sam nodded and I waved him off flirtily. He smiled slightly and brought his attention back toward his drink, I walked into the sweaty mess of people and it's immediately dick and vagina all against ass. There's no escape from someone touching you which is totally fine with me in the moment. There was a long time where someone was dancing with me, someone about my height with red hair and some scruff. After a while there was someone big pressed behind me, I yelped slightly when giant hands encircled my hips. I chuckled and moved back against them, I wasn't sure what he looked like since there was no way to turn around. 

"Big hands?" I chuckled and there was a small huff of laughter, his hands grasped slightly at my shirt before his hands went under my shirt slightly. I smirked to myself and pressed closer to grind against whatever manhood he possessed. 

After a bit more time he didn't act like he was going to leave me, I wasn't complaining as big hands circled my hot skin under my shirt. There was a moment where lips pressed against the skin under my ear, trailing to kiss my jaw and neck. 

Then I remember that we're on a case and I have to get back to Sam, how do I get out of this? I struggle to turn around and once I do he has his lips smashed against mine, I tangle my hands in his hair and suck his lower lip into mine. 

"I've gotta go," I smirk and look up at his face. Only to meet Sam's eyes.

"We've gotta go," he said and my jaw dropped. He smiled and put his palm flat against my back, walking us out of the mess of people. He didn't even acknowledge what had happened, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and clicked speed dial.

"Hey Dean we're ready," Sam said and I squinted at him. He closed his phone and looked at me for a second before continuing to guide me out of the building with his hand. We got outside and Dean wasn't there yet.

"What the fuck was that?" I asked and he turned to me, his face dusted pink and there was a hint of lust in his eyes.

"Me tonguing you and also letting you grind on me," he said sarcastically and I was in disbelief.

"Why?" I asked and tilted my head, the Impala pulled up and he turned his attention to the car.

"Sounded fun," he answered and removed his hand from my back. We walked to the Impala and I shook my head, walking back to the backseat with Cas.

...

The next day, I decided to not ignore Sam but I also didn't want to be the first one to start talking. I was just sitting in the library, not sleeping as per usual. I was reading something about pagan gods, I knew a lot of the information already but it was whatever. 

"You in here?" Sam called, I set my book down and turned around to him. He was all fluffy and sleepy looking, I could cry at the cuteness. 

"Yeah," I said and sat backward in the chair. I crossed my arms and laid my chin on them, I watched him walk toward me and something about his stride made me want to growl. 

"We should finish what we started sometime," Sam said and I picked my head up and blinked. Seriously?

"What?" I asked and he crouched in front of me, he lifted my chin up with his finger. He pressed a lingering kiss to my lips.