“Hey Y/N, can I talk to you for a minute?” Your boyfriend Sam asks.
You look up from the book that you’re translating; “yeah sure, what’s up?”
He takes the seat next to you, “I got you this,” he hands you a teddy bear that looks a little worn around the edges; “it was part of those items that me and Dean found, I know it seems risky because it could be a cursed object or whatever. But I had Rowena test it, she said it is spelled but it’s actually spelled with good luck and she said something about really good things happening. So I thought if anyone deserved something like that, it’s you.”
You turn the bear over in your hands, it has a little pull-cord on the back and is almost a camel colour, it smells surprisingly like roses and so you smile and turn to Sam; “you really wanna give this to me? I mean, you sure it’s good?”
Sam nods; “yeah, as far as I can tell, I mean I wouldn’t risk giving it to you otherwise.”
“Okay then! Thanks for the bear baby.” You give him a quick peck on the lips, “it smells really nice too.”
“That’s good,” he pecks you again, “yeah I guess, it kinda smells like roses.”
You turn the bear around and pull at the cord, it doesn’t really do anything, in-fact it barely makes a sound, “this cord supposed to do something?”
Sam shrugs “I guess not, anyway – since it’s Valentine’s day I was thinking we could go and celebrate a little.” He says, words dripping with inuendo.
You look at him a little surprised, “I thought you wanted to get these translations done first?”
“They can wait, it’s not like they’re going anywhere.”
Not that you aren’t flattered by Sam’s proposal, and you know that he does love you, but no matter how much Sam loves you, it’s pretty rare that he’ll stop when he’s in the middle of doing research even if it means you could be fooling around. “Are you sure? You really wanna go now?”
Sam rolls his eyes “c’mon Y/N, you waiting for me to beg or something?”
You quickly close the book and shake your head, “no, I’m coming!”
The push and pull of your bodies against each other almost has you keening for what must be the third time by now. Sam grabs your hand and laces it with his as he moves your tangled hands above your head and keeps thrusting into you, his thick cock penetrates your throbbing pussy and you cry out in passion as Sam continues to hit that spot inside of you that is just perfect. He brings his free hand down to stimulate your throbbing clit, rubbing in circles until your nails are digging into his hand; “Saaam, I don’t think I can again.”
Sam leans his head down and begins to trail bite marks down your neck, he nips below your ear and you cry out again; “yes you can Y/N, come on just one for me.”
You drag your other hand down his back until there are sure to be scratch marks, “f-fuuuuck!” You cry out as your orgasm overwhelms you, the feeling vibrates all the way down and into your toes. You wouldn’t be surprised if you were screaming the bunker down by this point, clawing at Sam’s back and crying his name out as your legs shake uncontrollably. You can feel Sam’s cum finally paint your walls, filling you up until you can feel it dripping down your legs.
He slowly pulls out and you wince at the sensitivity, he leans down and gives you a sloppy kiss on the cheek, “woah, what got into you just then” you pant out.
Sam flops down, just as sweaty and tired as you; “I don’t know, I mean you are pretty irresistible.”
You roll your eyes and with your last bit of energy roll so that you’re lying on his chest, “well thanks Sam, and believe me I’m not complaining… but that was intense,” you shift a little “I mean, you stopped research for this.”
