Long Time, No See - Sam Winchester x Reader

All the Time in the World

WARNING: LITERALLY NOTHING BUT SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER. I did it this way so you could easily skip without missing an essential part of the story. Enjoy, you dirty lil bitches. 

Reader POV

His eyes widened at my words but he wasted no times pressing his lips into mine. It was different than any kiss I had in a long time. It wasn't drunk, needy, rushed. It was patient and full of passion. Soft and meaningful. I kissed back instantly, raising my good arm to reach my hand behind his neck and pull him closer. His hands found my waist and pulled my body into his. It was like a dance, our bodies moved in sync, in a way I had never felt. His hand moved up from my waist to my cheek, holding me delicately. I pulled away for a moment, needing air and reassurance.

"S-Sam?" I whispered, our foreheads pressed together.

"I still love you just as much as I did before you left, if not more." He held me tight against him.

"I love you too, Sam," I whispered, sealing our lips together once again briefly before grabbing his hand and leading him into my room.

"I was scared it would be too fast, that you wouldn't feel the same way, that I would scare you off. Sam, you are what has been missing from my life all these years and I didn't realize it until I walked into this bunker last week. I don't care about the time or all the years we were apart as long as you want me as much as I want you."

"I have never, never in my life, wanted anything more." 

I could only nod in response before he smashed his lips into mine, pulling me so close to him I couldn't breathe anything but his scent and I loved it. His fingers ran through my hair and tugged at it lightly, tilting my head up towards his. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip as if asking for permission to enter and I granted it. Our tongues fought for dominance as his hand continued to tangle into my hair and with a little harder pull he won me over. I managed to lead us over to my bed where we fell next to each other. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth. He took my bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled at it before pulling away from me and taking the time to look at my body once again. 

"You're so fucking gorgeous." He groaned, his words getting muffled by his lips now pressed to my neck making a moan slip past my mouth involuntarily. He kissed and nibbled until he found the sweet spot that made me let our another little moan. He sucked and licked at it, surely to leave marks. This was a side of Sam I had never seen but imagined many times. I was living out my fantasy. 

He flipped me over onto my back and climbed over me, placing his lips onto mine yet again. I couldn't get enough of him, of how he tasted. I ran my fingers through his hair and tugged earning a soft groan. With my other hand, I reached down to tug at the hem of his shirt. He took the hint and slipped it over his head, revealing his toned chest and broad shoulders. I took the opportunity to flip us over and straddled him, fingertips tracing over his torso in admiration. I looked up to see the biggest childlike grin on his face and couldn't help but smile back. 

"I've wanted this for so long." His hand reached up to my face and stroked my cheek lovingly. 

"I don't think I can wait any longer." I replied, pressing my lips to his neck and collar bones. He flipped us back over and kissed down my chest, sliding his hands behind my back and unclasping my bra, throwing it into the corner. His eyes roamed my body, followed by his hands, and then his mouth. He kissed what seemed like every inch of exposed skin at an agonizingly slow pace, every touch shooting sparks to my core that now had to be dripping wet. 

"S-Sam, please." I whimpered, squirming under him. I needed more. 

"Be patient. We've got all the time in the world, remember?" He smirked up at me before taking one of my nipples into his mouth, using his hand to knead the other. My back arched at the feeling, but his other hand was right there to hold me down. This was exactly what I needed right now. Exactly what I had wanted all this time. I moved one hand from his hair to the bulge growing in his jeans and slowly rubbed it, feeling it stiffen under my touch. I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and he moved to slide them down and kick them off to the floor. I couldn't even get a good look at his body before he dived desperately back into mine, kissing and sucking his way down to the waistband of my jeans and practically ripping them off of me. We took a moment to take each other in, my eyes wandering from his tense muscles and bulging veins to his now rock hard member, way bigger than anything I had even seen in real life. 

His calloused hands trailed down my body, feeling every inch of me before stopping at my panties. They matched the bra that was now thrown across the room, black lace and left little to the imagination. He spread my legs with his knee and rubbed the inside of my thighs softly. 

"Your panties are soaked, Y/N." He taunted, rubbing at the wetness so softly the pressure was almost nonexistent. 

"Then take them off." I smirked as I bucked my hips against his hand, only making him tighten his grip holding me down. He obliged, however, and quickly threw my panties to the opposite side of the room. He lowered his head to kiss where the hem of my underwear just was, then the insides of my thighs, all the way to just above my clit. He looked up at me as if asking for my permission and I let out the weakest, shrillest "Please, Sam..." you could ever imagine. He wasted no time licking a wide stripe along my core, collecting my slick and swirling the sweet mixture of it and his saliva back down teasingly. I grabbed his hair and tangled my fingers in it, needing more pressure, more pleasure. His tongue dipped inside me before leaving just as quick as it entered and circling my clit, gaining speed every time my hips bucked into his face. At this point I was a sweaty, panting mess. My hair stuck to my face and my legs shaking under his touch. I felt the familiar knot in my stomach beginning to tighten and as if he could feel my need for more, he slipped a finger into me and pumped slowly. And then another finger, pumping slightly faster. I moaned his name, there was no way Dean hadn't heard me by now. His fingers curved upwards hitting my g-spot perfectly as his tongue worked on my clit with the perfect pressure and speed. I felt myself fly over the edge and I shook into his body, screaming his name. He eased me down from my climax and I watched him lick all my juices from his fingers before sliding down his boxers and dropping them to the floor. 

"You ready, baby girl?" He smiled lovingly, kissing me again, and I could taste myself on his lips. I nodded and he positioned himself between my legs, easing his hard cock into me slowly. I loved the pain as he stretched me out, feeling so full of him was everything I wanted. He let me adjust and then started a slow, passionate pace. Our eyes met each other and he brought me into a sweet kiss, speeding up his pace. I wrapped my legs around him, encouraging him to bury himself in me. He bottomed out inside me, stretching me to my limits, hitting my cervix, causing an ungodly moan to leave both of our mouths. His thrusts became faster and more desperate, he threw his head back and slammed his body into mine with a strength that made my hips burn. I felt another climax coming soon. 

"Sam! I'm gonna-"

"Me too, Y/N," he groaned, slamming himself into me, hitting my cervix with every thrust causing my climax to build faster and faster. My nails dug into his back, my legs tightened around him, I pressed my face into the crook of his neck and sucked at the skin there. "Cum. Cum with me." He practically screamed as he thrusted into me as fast as possible. I came undone as my walls tightened around him, my nails most likely drawing blood from his back. He slammed into one last time and I felt him release inside me, both moaning each others' names loudly. He rolled over and collapsed next to me, sweaty and smiling widely. 

"Wow. I love you, Y/N Y/L/N."