Supernatural imagines: So, Get This...

Sam's Sleeping

Sleeping with Sam who's your friends boyfriend.

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I opened my apartment door only to see Sam smiling down at me. I smiled instantly and jumped on him to hug him. 

"Oh my God, what are you doing here?" I asked excitedly as he hugged me back, I wrapped my legs around him, hugging him with my entire body. His height and strength held me up tightly. 

"I'm visiting with my brother," He explained as he put me down. 

"Come in," I insisted happily. I moved aside letting him inside. Sam walked in and there was no one beside him no brother. I haven't met him before and I knew pretty much nothing about him, I was just hoping that he was as attractive as Sam. I know I shouldn't find him attractive but I can't help it. I was in love with him before he even met Jess. I know I used to be her best friend and when she died I felt horrible for not telling her but I knew she might not have looked at me the same if she knew I was in love with her boyfriend. I thought after not seeing him for almost a year I would get over the feelings of love but here he was and here I was ready to drool over him. 

"I love the apartment, you live alone?" He asked as he looked around. 

"Yeah, I was going to get a roommate but I fell in love with the peace," I joked making him laugh. "You're welcome to stay here if you like?" I asked and he smiled brightly but I could see in his eyes that he wasn't going to agree. "Your brother too, if he doesn't mind sleeping on the couch so you can use the spare room," I suggested but he chuckled. 

"I would love to but-" He started but stopped himself. I smiled to him sadly. 

"I understand," I shrugged but he smiled. 

"It'll be fun for one night," He explained making me smile brightly. "Dean can stay in the motel, we already booked a room," He explained so I nodded with a smile. 

"Good thinking, don't want me sleeping with your brother," I half joked so he laughed. 

"You don't know the half of it," He chuckled making me smile. We sat on the couch starting to chat. We laughed about old times until Sam mentioned Jess and went quiet. 

"Why didn't you go to her funeral?" I asked sadly thinking that with time he was ready to talk about it. 

"I couldn't bring myself to go, I just felt guilty." He explained sadly making me sad. I miss her. Talking to her. She was my best friend and I missed telling her everything, she was the only one who knew everything about me. 

"It wasn't your fault, you couldn't have known about the fire," I comforted but he didn't look assured. 

"It wasn't just that," He added making me a little confused. "I've liked you since we met and I always felt guilty," He explained making me completely shocked, my expression not changing surprisingly. "I would think of you when I was with her and it killed me hiding it freom her," He added making me look at him sadly as all the guilt he felt washed over him. 

"It's okay," I comforted but he looked at me sadly. 

"It's not, we're talking about Jess and all I can think about is kissing you," He added making me raise my eyebrows. I must be sleeping, this is a sick dream, right? It's punishment for liking her boyfriend. He rested his head in his hands. "I just feel wrong," He added making me sadly smile. 

"No, it's fine. It's been a year," I tried to comfort but it wasn't even helping me. 

"I just-" He stopped himself as he turned to look at me. His face close to mine. My eyes wandered to his lips, forgetting the guilt I felt. My breath quickened at the thought of his lips. Sam was staring at me closely, his eyes scanning every inch of my face. He moved closer a tiny bit and I thought this might be it. I hesisted slightly but leaned in. He met me in the middle, our lips connecting in perfect rhythem. Now that I had a taste of his lips I knew I would always crave them. 

He turned his body so he was fully facing me. His hands finding my hips and easily lifting me from the couch. He put my legs either side of him and sat back on the couch continuing to kiss and make out with me on top of him. The heat was rising and I had no control over myself. My dreams of being with Sam inching closer. One thing led to another. 

I pulled my shirt over my head as Sam chuckled. I chuckled too. I grabbed my underwear from the floor. 

"It's a nice couch," He commented making me laugh. 

"You only like it because of what we just did on it," I joked making him laugh. He moved closer kissing my shoulder. 

"I loved that," He added making me smile as I turned to look at him. 

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," I replied making his smile brightly. I kissed his lips and he instantly kissed me back. "You want to order food and watch a movie?" I asked excitedly making him chuckle. 

"I can't wait," He replied making me smile. I nodded before walking into the kitchen, still bliss from the sex. I grabbed the menu from the local takeaway places. I was about to walk back to Sam but saw an old photo of Jess and I stuck to my fridge with a magnet. Guilt over coming me. 

"I'm sorry," I whispered.