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[supernaturallyafreak]

This scene probably broke all of us.

[marz-rm]

been rewatching Supernatural lately for nth time so here a quick portrait of a young Dean Winchester, a forever crush of mine

[supernaturallyafreak]

I like how human Castiel is in this scene. He could analyze Dean like ACTUALLY and knew for a fact he was lying which makes this so humorous because before I don't know if Castiel could tell when someone was lying? I don't know I find this so comical bahaha

I made a deal with her. Said she wouldn't get kabobed if she brought you back. She brought you back.

[teebeeache1234]

i just started watching supernatural season 4 and... oh my god...

[milkb0nny]

Drift to Impress

Pairing: Dean x car obsessed fem!reader

Summary: You knew your ways around cars and handled your own one quite skillfully. Dean didn’t know until you pulled a move on him on the highway in the night.

Note: I rewatched Fast and Furious Tokyo Drift and got inspired by this clip. And oh my, what power move that would be on Dean . <3

Content: drifting, cars, heavy flirting, fluff

Word Count: 1k

You hadn’t known the Winchester brothers for long. All you knew about them was that they hunted the supernatural and that your city was heavily affected.

They had originally come into your garage after Baby got banged up and the engine started struggling. You were a mechanic - and a quite skilled one.

Cars were your passion and your lust; you adored the smell of rubber and oil, you admired the speed and power, and you loved the sound of a humming engine. All that made your heart jump. Receiving new car parts spiked your joy.

While you fixed their car, you found yourself in the company of these two gentlemen. One more stern than the other, and one more flirtatious than the other. But when you heard them talking about the missing people in your city, you grew alert. A friend of yours had vanished a few days ago, and maybe they could help you find them.

That was the start of your journey together, which had only been going on for a week. You were intrigued by their work as you dived deeper, and you found joy in helping them. You believed their theories, even if they sounded unimaginable. Though those were the only clues available; the only way of finding lost people.

And one Winchester man, in particular, charmed you in a way no one else did. He flirted with you endlessly, but you weren’t about to let him be the only cocky one on Earth.

This morning, Sam and Dean left the motel room quite early. You, on the other hand, stayed in town, researching new cases in the newsletters. As the hours passed, you lost yourself in the scattered papers and the mass of newsletters. So much text but no viable information for the case. Before you knew it, the sky turned dark, and the weather cooled.

Your eyes scanned the ink on the white paper when suddenly, you found a clue. A clue that might save lives… including your friend’s. You were quick to dial Sam on your cellphone.

“Yeah, what’s up?” Sam’s rough voice rang through your phone. He sounded distressed, probably because they hadn’t gotten closer to the damn case.

“I found something. Where are you guys at?” You said while searching your car keys in your pockets. Hell, where were they?

Dean replied, “Wait, can’t you just tell us?”

“Nah, that’d be too easy,” your cocky voice slipped out. “I don’t know if this is really something. Maybe you guys should overlook it before I give you false hope. I’m not that deep into the game.”

Sam told you their direction and read out the nearest road sign.

“We’ll drive a little slower. There’s no one out here anyway,” Sam explained before you ended the call.

In a matter of seconds, you were on the road, your engine roaring deeply, and the numbers on your dashboard climbing fast. You loved to drive this sleek, bright car with the underbody lighting, the chrome rims, and the big wing on the back. The Winchesters hadn’t seen you drive this beast yet because you usually arrived everywhere on foot and the motel wasn’t far from your apartment.

The distant hum of the engine and the occasional screech of tires set the backdrop for a night filled with adrenaline. After all, you needed to arrive quickly.

You sat behind the wheel of your midnight-black Nissan 240sx, feeling the rhythmic pulse of its engine, ready to make an impression.

You were more than ready to surprise Dean, to rob him of that cocky smile and leave him speechless.

Then you spotted them. Two men in an Impala - Baby - driving slowly yet cautiously. That’s when you decided to make your move, a grin tugging at your lips as the idea took hold. You’d done this a hundred times, pulling this move on your brothers or even your boss, but never on a man you found madly attractive.

“What’s that flashy car?” Dean’s eyebrow furrowed when he spotted the flashy lights in the rearview mirror.

Your hand gripped the steering wheel as your eyes locked onto your target. You eased the car forward, smooth and under control, catching their attention without saying a word. The boys’ eyes turned toward you, curious, just as you hit the throttle and flicked the wheel.

The Nissan spun sideways, its tires letting out a sharp screech as the back end swung around. The front bumper skimmed within inches of their car, the precision perfect, the control undeniable. The car’s tires sprayed a fine mist of water, as you effortlessly completed a flawless drift around their vehicle.

“Is that…?!” Sam asked, surprised, clearly in shock that you’d do something so reckless.

Dean was speechless, just as you’d anticipated. He’d never encountered a woman taking such a risk just to impress him. Yet, there you were, a wide grin on your lips.

Your car slid to a halt beside them, its engine purring confidently, as if it knew it had just stolen the show. Hell yeah, you did.

The window rolled down, and you leaned out slightly, your gaze sharp and playful. “Hope I didn’t startle you,” you said, your voice dripping with charm.

Dean smirked, leaning slightly forward, his flirtatious voice matching yours. “That was bold,” he replied, his tone teasing. “But can you do it twice?”

Your grin widened as you revved the engine, the sound echoing through the night. “Stick around,” you said. “I’ve got plenty more where that came from.”

You handed the clues and sheets of paper through the car window, for Dean to give to Sam.

Sam was grateful for having something to distract him from the tension that hung between you two. Though, attention swiftly shifted.

“You got it,” Sam said enthusiastically. “Let us check that out.”

“Say no more.”

With that, you shifted gears, the car launching forward with a burst of speed, leaving the faint scent of burnt rubber. The look on Dean’s face was worth all the rubber your expensive tires lost, and Dean’s heart raced just as fast as your car did.

“Damn…”

[koalaquarelle]

Who’s your favorite Supernatural character?

Did I draw them? 👀

[touchgrass369]

#18

[t1red-twilight]

dim kitchen lights

summary: you can’t sleep, but neither can dean without you.

content/warnings: gn!reader, vague trauma, hurt/comfort, fluff, light angst, ptsd

notes: this is self indulgent, my life is exploding in my face

word count: 1.2k

masterlist d. w. masterlist

you awoke with a start. a cold shiver ran up your spine. as quietly as possible, you swung your legs over the edge of the bed and softly tip toed out of the bedroom, down the hallway and into the kitchen.

you hadn’t been sleeping well lately. every time you tried to relax, your shoulders couldn’t seem to be anything but rigid, and your jaw was nothing but tense. maybe it was just that time of year; the time of year, where you were reminded of everything you didn’t want to remember.

if you were lucky, you could maybe get three or four hours of sleep a night. the rest of the time you spent staring at the ceiling whilst tossing and turning, hoping, praying that sleep would manifest. as far as you were concerned, dean was unaware.

once you were in the kitchen, you turned on the light that was just over the sink. the light of the bulb wasn’t harsh, but cast the room in a warm glow. you reached for the cup that you had set aside earlier in the day, and retrieved yourself a glass of water.

you looked outside the window that was just the top the kitchen sink. the rain that had started earlier in the evening was still going, through and through. luckily enough for you, the rain had lulled you into a slumber.

the clock read 3:04 am. if your math was right, you had slept for about five hours. you looked down at your feet and the tile of the kitchen floor. slowly, you could feel the dread begin to surge through you. the relief was nice while it lasted.

the door to yours and dean’s room creaked open again. you heard his knees crack as he walked down the hallway and into the kitchen to join you. “bad joints,“ he always said. you just always joked that he was getting old. soon enough, dean was in the kitchen with you. the sleep was evident on his face and he squinted at the kitchen light.

“what are you doing up?” he asked. his voice had more gravel than usual. he walked over to you and grabbed the cup from your hand. he set it down in the counter, and his arms wrapped around you. you shrugged, and proceeded to lay your head on his chest. you could both feel and hear his heartbeat.

his palms spread across your back. one of his hands slid under the hem of your shirt and scratched your lower back. his nails were dull and short, but it was nonetheless a comforting motion.

you took a deep breath and sighed. all of your feelings came rushing back to you, and it made you feel like you were drowning in your own body. “i don’t know.” at least you were being honest, you really didn’t know.

dean leaned to kiss the crown of your head.“i know you’re not doing too hot lately, and that’s perfectly okay.“ his voice was low, almost a whisper. “normal, even.“

you shook your head against him. “I’m fine.” you tilted your head up slightly to try and give him a smile, but evidently it was not that convincing.

“are you sure about that?” it wasn’t accusatory, you thought he was more worried than anything. “i know you haven’t been sleeping well lately.” damn. you guessed you couldn’t really hide much from the person that you live with.

you opened and closed your mouth a few times before speaking. “not really. i don’t know, I just can’t seem to stop thinking.” he placed one of his hands (the one that wasn’t scratching your back) atop your jaw line, and gently urged your face upward. while there was still sleep in his eyes, you could see the worry that swirled there too.

his thumb drove back and forth against your cheekbone. your eyes fluttered shut for a moment. you attempted to make yourself present in the moment, and took in your surroundings. all that filled your senses was him. his warmth, his smell. “you can tell me when things are going wrong. you do know that i’m here for you, right? always.”

you nodded before responding verbally. “yeah, I know. but sometimes it’s just hard to talk about certain things.” he placed your head on his chest again, and you could feel him rest his cheek on the top of your head.

he kissed the top of your head again. “well, i’m always here for whatever you need.” you smiled, genuinely this time. you weren’t sure if he could see it from the angle you were in.

you stayed like that for a few seconds. or minutes, maybe, you weren’t really sure. dean’s body began to sway the two of you slightly. you interrupted the silence with a question for him, this time.

“wait, why are you up?” the crinkles around his green eyes scrunched as he smiled. he chuckled softly.

his tongue swiped his lower lip before he answered. “i couldn’t sleep without you. i woke up as soon as you left, i got a little cold.” as playful as the lilt in his voice was, you could tell that he was being genuine. you pulled your lip between your teeth to bite back the smile that was growing on your face. “what?”

you pulled him closer to you, overwhelmed with affection. “where did you get that line from? that was smooth, a little too smooth. even for you.”

his hand on your back returned to admitting the scratching motion that it had been administering previously. “huh? that was all me, scout’s honor. i swear to god, you’re like a little space heater.“ he paused, then continued. “also, i’m just used to you being around me. you’re like the constant that i never had.”

you snorted. “clingy,” you teased.

“what’s wrong with being clingy? if either one of us is clingy, it’s you.“ the somewhat uneasy air in the room had dissolved at this point. one thing about dean, was that he always knew how to make you feel better, to the t. you always hoped that you provided the same for him.

your hand lightly swatted against his chest. he grabbed that hand, and kissed the palm of it. “i don’t think it has to be a competition,” you started. “because if it was, we both know that you would lose,” you continued, your voice dropping in volume.

he made a noise of disagreement, but didn’t continue your jests. the comfortable silence filled the air of the kitchen again.

dean pulled away slightly to look into your eyes for another time. “let’s go to bed, yeah?” he murmured. suddenly, you could see the tired nature of his countenance appear again.

“mhm. that sounds good to me.” at this, the two of you walked down the hallway and back into your shared bedroom. the whole time, you didn’t let go of each other. to an onlooker, it might’ve looked awkward, but you didn’t care. he closed the door behind the two of you.

dean led you to the bed. even though the sheets were messy, he pulled them back even further for the ease of your access. when he too had joined the comfort of the fluffy duvet, he immediately reached for you. he pulled you close into him. what surprised you, was the coldness of his feet that he felt the need to brush against your calves.

you let out a sound of faux shock, but he simply giggled. “i don’t see a problem with this arrangement at all. let’s just go to bed.” the rain in combination with his presence was more than enough for you.

[ttusyaart]

Baby deer alone in the forest🦌🌲

[jasperinthewired]

i think about the early 2000’s spn promo shoots a lot

[salted-snailz]

just another regular day for Sam Winchester :>

[here4thetrama]

Op is a true artist

Those sweet sweet innocent arms need to be wrapped around Castiel softly while he lays there dead awake staring at the wall waiting for Dean to wake up because he refuses to move in fear of waking the angry sleeper. Also I drew y'all a pic of them- do you like my editing skills?

[shadowww-bunny]

「Let me lose in your arms」(Dean Winchester/fem!reader)

❥Dean can't fall asleep, and it seems like only your hands can really calm him down!

❥fluff, hurt/comfort, established relationship

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The habit of hiding his emotions and feelings only strengthened in Dean over the years, but over time it became increasingly difficult to keep an optimistic smile and convince everyone and himself that everything would be fine. Responsibility, guilt, and his own feelings weighed on him like a dead weight. Of course, it wasn't Dean's style to discuss this, he was a tough hunter after all. However, even the coolest hunters have their limits, and that night Dean abruptly woke up from another nightmare.

He was shaking, his heart was pounding wildly in his chest, hitting his ribs. The hunter exhaled, finally shaking off the remnants of sleep. Running a hand through his tousled hair, he blinked back tears. Damn. He's really a mess, isn't he? Dean frantically looked around and noticed you sleeping peacefully on the next bed in the motel room, he finally calmed down. You're fine, you're with him. It was a real relief, especially after the horrors that haunted his nightmares. The hunter got up carefully, coming to your bed and slowly sinking to the edge.

"Hey...baby?" Dean called softly in a trembling voice. Dean noticed how peacefully you were sleeping wrapped in a blanket, and he almost felt guilty. He didn't want to wake you up, but on the other hand, he needed you more than anything right now. He didn't want you to see this side of him, but he was too scared to get lost in his own fears and worries, and you were the only one who could comfort him.

When you heard Dean's voice, your eyelids fluttered and you slowly opened your eyes, propping yourself up on one elbow. "Huh? Wha'?..." The words stuck in your throat as your gaze focused on the hunter. His figure was hunched over, his fingers were tense in an attempt to hide the obvious trembling, and tears glistened on his eyelashes. He was so different from the version of himself you were used to seeing, and it made you concern.

Noticing your expression, Dean felt even more awkward and insecure, fidgeting. "This…It's stupid, I just…huh..I had a dream…" The hunter's voice sounded low and hoarse, it was still hard for him to talk about his feelings, but you understood everything without words. That was one of the reasons Dean loved you so much. Instead of speaking, he sighed softly and moved to you, nuzzling into your neck. The urge to pull you close, to lose himself in your warmth and scent, was overwhelming.

Dean's fingers tightened on your shirt, but it wasn't his usual gesture. He didn't hold you like a fearless hunter and a playful boyfriend, he clung to you like a scared child. It was so unusual to see him like this, but it only reminded that behind the mask of a stern hunter, there was a man like everyone else who didn't know what tomorrow would bring or if he had it at all. Such moments when Dean allowed himself to be vulnerable and rely someone were rare, but you appreciated them and were always there to provide him with comfort.

You hugged the hunter, letting your fingers run through his short, tousled hair. Dean leaned into your arms like a touch-starved cat. He's always been like this with you. It seemed like a couple of your words and gentle gestures were enough to break through the tough facade of the hunter.

You were both silent for a while, letting the silence envelop you. You've noticed that Dean is starting to relax, the tension in his body is easing, and the trembling is subsiding. His breath caught as your thumb swept across his eyelashes, the tender gesture igniting a surge of emotions within him. The hunter turned his head, pressing a kiss to your palm, his lips lingering against your skin for a moment longer than necessary.

"You know, you don't have to deal with this alone. We're in this together, always have been, and always will be." You spoke softly.

Dean felt his heart skip a beat at your words. You always knew what to say to make him feel better. A slight grimace that was supposed to be a smirk appeared on his exhausted face. Even with his eyes wet with tears and his vulnerability, he couldn't help but make a joke. "You look so damn pretty when you're being all caring and shit."

Your cheeks flushed at Dean's unexpected compliment, a shy smile playing on your lips. "Pretty? Really?" You gently rolled your eyes, continuing to run your fingers through his hair. "Well, I guess someone has to balance out your rugged good looks around here."

A small hoarse laugh escaped the hunter's lips and he kissed your shoulder, burying himself in your neck. He couldn't understand how you did it, but all he knew was that he finally felt light, as if he could breathe properly. He closed his eyes, feeling the weight of your hand on his head, and finally relaxed, slowly falling asleep.

The nightmare, the fears and anxieties, the horrors that he'd been holding in his soul finally seemed to melt away. The world fell away, leaving only the two of you, lost in the intensity of your shared affection.

[eddxxtzesz]

entering the vortex of SPN Tumblr, hi guys

[jaredpadonlyyyy]

𝙎𝙊𝙐𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝙎𝙀𝙓 𝙋𝙏. 𝙊𝙉𝙀

• 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏, 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏𝙏𝙔, 𝙎𝙈𝙐𝙏 𝙀𝙓𝙋𝙇𝙄𝘾𝙄𝙏

• 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙊𝙍𝙎 𝘿𝙉𝙄 𝙄 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝘽𝙇𝙊𝘾𝙆 𝙔𝙊𝙐

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙐𝙉𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙏𝙀𝘾𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙀𝙓 (𝘞𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴) 𝘿𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙔 𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙆, 𝙍𝙊𝙐𝙂𝙃 𝙎𝙀𝙓, 𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙐𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉, 𝙎𝙌𝙐𝙄𝙍𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂, 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈𝙋𝙄𝙀, 𝙁𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝘾𝙀𝙄𝙑𝙀, 𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝘾𝙄𝙀𝙑𝙀, 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂.

You have been known Sam has been soulless when Dean called you and told you that if Sam makes an appearance at your house not to let him in. But you would always fold like a cheap suit for Sam, always have, always will. And Dean knew that as well, since you both had a beautiful connection when they both saved you three years ago. You would’ve loved to have a relationship with Sam. But you were always so busy and Sam was always busy with hunting down the supernatural. That day three years ago, you both had a night filled with sweet slow passion that you will never forget. And you were completely and utter devastated when you learned that Sam was gone for good. You had gotten depressed for almost a year.

Currently you were in your office, working on your computer, when your phone rang. “Yes, Claudia?” You answered. “Some man with the name Jason is here to see you.” She said through the phone and you sigh hoping you had no one else come in so you can eat your lunch. “Let him in.” You told her as you hung up. A few moments later the door opened and you smiled at the man that entered your office but it fell the moment you made eye contact with those hazel eyes you’ve missed. But they didn’t look like the sweet ones you knew. They looked empty like no one was in there. You stood up so fast. “Sam?” You said as he closed the door behind him. “I’m guessing he told you I’m soulless?” Sam said as he walked over to the seats in your office. You gulped as you looked at the Winchester man. “Yeah, he did.” You told the man

“I wanted you to see you.” He said as both of you look into each other’s eyes. “You know, my soul might not be there. But I do remember our sex.” He said as your breath hitched. “It was great sex, the way you rode my cock.” He said as he walked around your desk and you didn’t move. You couldn’t, no matter who was in there. It was still Sam. Soul or not. “I just get hard thinking about it.” He said as he got closer to you as your hands leaned back on your desk as he got close

“W-What are you doing?” You asked him. You weren’t scared of him. But he did make you nervous and a little bit turned on. You haven’t been with anyone ever since Sam. You were that into the hunter that it didn’t feel right hooking up with anyone else. It still made you cringe when you remember how you left a guy hanging with a raging boner because you could not do it. It felt like you were cheating on Sam, but you weren’t since you hadn’t seen him since the last time. But you just couldn’t help it and now here he was. Grinding his clothed cock on your thighs as he groaned. “I need to fuck you, and I need you to ride me.” He whispered against your ear making you gasp

You felt his hand start going up your thighs as your breathing started to pick up. You didn’t want to fall for it. But it was Sam. Even though he doesn’t have his soul, it was still him and you missed him so much and you couldn’t help it. As much as you tried to take control of yourself, you will always fall for the hunter.

You couldn’t help but spread your legs more open to give him more access. Since you were wearing a dress it was way more easy for him to get access to your pussy. “You want to give it to me, don’t you my little slut.” Sam groaned as he felt your thong and he grazed his fingers on it. Making you hum in pleasure at the feeling of his fingers on your pussy as it just clenches over nothing. “Mmm, that’s right, my little slut wants it, don’t you?” He asked as you nod your head. You spread your legs more open for him letting your skirt fall onto your hips giving him a show of how wet he was making you. “Sam, please.” You said

Moving your thong to the side. He slowly entered his thick, long fingers inside of you making you gasp as your head falls back. “Fuck.” You tried not to moan loud, as you didn’t want anyone to know what you were doing. Especially since you were known as a virgin. People thought you were a virgin as you never hooked up with anyone, when you went out with them. Sam’s eyes were on you as he went in and out of your pussy slowly. Curling his fingers inside as your body jerked. The way his fingers would grazed your G-Spot, making your leg shake, your eyes roll, it was so good, your hips started to roll as if riding him.

Taking out his fingers you slumped as you hungrily looked into his eyes. Your chest falling up and down as he puts his fingers inside his mouth humming as he looked at you. “Just as sweet as I remember.” He told you. You looked at Sam as he got on his knees. He grabs your legs and puts them over his shoulder. Reaching to the hem of your thong and ripping them off your legs making you gasp as he literally ripped them off. He looked at you as he grabbed one of your legs and started kissing you, from your feet all the way to your inner thighs making you gulp as you watch him. Both your legs over his shoulder as you lean back on your hands watching him tease you so much. Your body jerked making you gasp as he blew air against your hot pussy. Then he lightly licked you.

“Oh, fuck.” You couldn’t help but let out a moan as you felt his tongue flicker your bundle of nerves.

Sam’s tongue teased your pussy hole as his fingers worked on your clit in a fast pace. His tongue going in and out of your tight little pussy as you became a complete mess. Breathing heavy as you watched him pleasure you in ways you couldn’t even comprehend. It was driving you insane at how close your orgasm was. How fast he was able to get you to your climax. Your legs shaking as you gripped your desk hard as you stopped breathing altogether as you let out a gasp. Your body shaking as your pussy fluttered as you orgasmed so intensely. “Aah!” You couldn’t help it. It just felt too good and you couldn’t control the moan that escaped your lips as your body jerked around as he kept on going. Making you push him away because it was too much. But he wouldn’t let you. So, you came three more times so sensitive.

Until you finally squirted. “Holy shit!!” You gasped in undeniable pleasure as you squirted as he took it all in. His fingers plunged inside of you fingering you fast and hard making you whimper as it became way too much. “Sam, please! It’s too much!” You whined as your body was producing another incoming orgasm. Your body tensing as your head falls back. Your mouth wide open as your legs open so wide. Sam’s fingers curling inside your pussy as he repeatedly hits your sweet spot. You could feel the sweat rolling off your head. “Ooo!!” You squealed loudly as you squirted again on his hand as he slows down. Finally you slumped against the table as you lazily looked into Sam’s soulless eyes as he smirked.

Sam stood up and his mouth was glistening in your juices. He leaned down, placing his lips on yours as you taste your on his lips as his fingers traced your perfectly smooth skin, the curves of your tight fit body. The way he rolled his hips making you gasp as his hard cock grazed your sensitive clit. Catching your breath. You sat up looking into Sam’s eyes as lust filled your eyes. You didn’t care how soulless Sam was. He was a sex god and damn you couldn’t get enough. You quickly took off his belt throwing it somewhere across the room and taking off his pants.

His boxer shorts hitting the ground next as his long, big cock springs out, leaking with pre-cum on it as it throbbed with how bad he wanted to fuck you so hard, it made you scream his name over and over again. You pushed him back into your chair and got in between his legs and get on your knees as he watched you, grab the base of his cock as kitten licks it all the way up to the tip of his cock and you didn’t even give him time and put almost all his cock in your mouth making him gasp as he watched you do it to him. You looked at the hunter through your eyelashes as you started bobbing your head up and down as he groaned. His hand gripping your seat hard as he looks at you. “That’s right, my little slut, sucking on my long big cock.” He grunted as you went down on him more. “Fuck, just like that.” He grunted again.

You bobbed your head up and down as Sam grunted, he pulled your hair into a ponytail and he pushed your head more down making you gag and your eyes watering, and Sam grunting as his cock twitched in your mouth. Sam pulled you up as you gasped for air. Your saliva connecting from your lips to the tip of his dick. Breathing heavy Sam ran his thumb against your plumped red lips as he looked at you with the desire of eating you alive. You felt how his cock was twitching in your hand as you looked at him in the eyes. Your hands slowly moving up and down on him.

He then grabbed your arm standing you up with him and he turned you around. Your chest on his back as his fingers reached down to your clit rubbing it fast as your eyes fall close, your legs almost giving up on you at how sensitive but good it felt. Sam grazed his teeth on your shoulder. Kissing it and sucking on your skin leaving his mark on your skin and biting down on your skin as he rubbed your bundle of nerves. He then bend you over your desk as he slaps your bum making you whimper at how it hurt, but it felt good at the same time. He pumps his cock a few times as he plays with your clit making you moan.

He then lines himself up, and didn’t waist any time, and thrusted inside making you let out a loud accidental moan. You had forgotten how big he was. “Fuck, you’re so tight.” Sam moaned, his hands gripping your hips as he started to slam into you in a fast pace. At that point you didn’t care who was listening to you and Sam fucking in your office, it was your office building either way. “Sam, oh, god!” Your legs shaking, they were jelly at how many times he made you orgasm over and over again in the span of a few minutes. The sweet loving Sam, he knew how to make you orgasm a few times as well, but the soulless one made you squirt not once but twice.

You couldn’t even keep yourself up anymore. So, Sam hugs you from your waist and just kept on slamming into you so hard, you forgot how to even breathe. Your hands were gripping your desk so hard your knuckles were turning white as Sam groaned on your ear, talking to you dirty and how he was going to fill up your pretty tight pussy with his cum. His hand moved down your clit and he started to rub on it so fast you squealed trying to get his hand away from your clit because of how sensitive you actually were.

“F-Fuck! Oh god!” Your nails dig into his wrist as you shook so hard, Sam groaning as your pussy clenched around his cock. “I’m going to cum.” Sam announced to you. But you couldn’t even speak because of how overstimulated you were and how sore you were going to end up. “Don’t let do until I say so.” Sam told you, you nodded yours head laying it on the desk as he kept his hard, fast pace, hitting spots you didn’t know existed. Your legs about to give out on you as they wobbled, but Sam kept you held up by your waist. “Sam, Sam, Sam!! Oh fuck!” You couldn’t hold it anymore and you felt like you were about to let it all go. “I-I can’t! I can’t! I can’t anymore!” You moaned.

Sam felt his balls tighten and his cock start to twitch and he grunted. “Go argh!” Sam lets out a grunt biting onto your shoulder hard as your pussy started fluttering as his cock twitched and he released his cum into you filling up your pussy. Your legs shaking as Sam’s body shook from pleasure from behind you.

His nails digging into the skin of your hips as he kept on slamming into you, letting you both ride out your orgasm’s. Finally stopping, Sam laid his head on your back with his soulless eyes closed his body was still shaking a little bit as your walls still clenched and his cock still twitched from the orgasm aftermath of it.

With his still hard grip on your hips. He lifted his head letting out a deep breath as he watched as he pulled out his softened cock out of your sore pussy, he watched as his cum drips out of your hole, his fingers gliding through your folds making your body jerk as he collects his cum with his fingers stuffing it inside your walls making you let out a painful gasp at how sensitive you were and you couldn’t do it anymore.

You felt his fingers deep inside your walls touching your sweet spot. Even with how painful it was you couldn’t help but moan because it felt good as well. “You like that, don’t you, you fucking slut.” He said as he took out his fingers, bringing it to your mouth to suck on them. His mouth dropped open at how you did it. “Fuck, you’re going to get me hard again.” He whispered as he grinds his soft cock on your behind.

Finally he lets you go, he pulled his jeans up and since your legs were complete jelly, you fell back onto your chair as you watched the Winchester man buckle his belt. His face expressionless as he did it. You started to feel disgusted with yourself at how much you loved getting fucked by soulless Sam. With sweet Sam, it was sweet, slow and you loved it, you just never thought you would love getting fucked like that. You stood up stumbling a little bit as you went to go look at yourself in your bathroom mirror and saw how your baby hair’s were sticking to your face because of all the sweat from all the activities you did

You looked at your neck and your eyes widen at the three purple marks on your skin, along with his bite makes on them. You didn’t even feel that and that really did ashamed you that you enjoyed it so much and that you wanted more from soulless Sam, you knew he’s dangerous, but that’s what turned you on.

That’s what made you want to ride him until he couldn’t cum inside you anymore. But it was so, so wrong. Because even though it was Sam, it really was not Sam. Dean told you his soul was still in hell with Lucifer and it made your skin crawl that you enjoyed having sex with a shell of a man, with no emotions.

After you were done fixing yourself, you walked out and you found the office empty from the Winchester man. You frowned knowing it was going to end up like that. It broke your heart knowing very well, he used your body for his own pleasure and his only.

You sat on your chair as there was a knock on your door. “Come in.” You said as you put your hands on your head. “Um, are you okay?” Your secretary asked you. “Yes, Mindy I’m fine.” You looked up and saw her blushing, which made you blush knowing they all most likely heard your very loud moans coming from your office. “I am so sorry you had to hear all that.” You apologized. “I really don’t know what got into me.” You told her as she shook her head. “Don’t worry about it, I mean at least you got laid.” She said cringing, making you cringe as well. “Yeah, but I could’ve done this in the privacy of my own home.”

“Hey, he was hot and office sex is even hotter.” Mindy said making you laugh at her lightheartedness

“Yeah, but next time use your home.” She said as you started to laugh along with her, Sam nowhere near your thoughts as you got back to work to finish so you can go home and wash up all the stink of sex.

It was now seven months since the last time you saw Sam or heard from Dean. You sat back on your office chair as you looked down at your huge pregnant belly. Yeah, Sam left you with a little gift a two weeks later. It was a girl and you couldn’t wait to meet her. You didn’t know if you wanted to tell a soulless man he was going to be a father. And you haven’t even decided if you wanted to tell his big brother how you enjoyed getting bent over your desk and getting fucked on it. That was not going to happen at all, no way. No matter how much Mindy tried to convince you to tell them. You didn’t want a soulless man to be her father. That’s not the live you wanted for her.

Your office phone rang and you groaned sitting up as you reached for it. “Yes, Mindy?” You asked as your smile fell at hearing the name’s Jason and Dean. “Y-Yeah, send them in.” You gulped as you hung up the phone. “Fuck.” You whispered as the door to your office opened. The brothers walked inside of your office. And what surprised you, was that you didn’t see soulless Sam standing there, it was your sweet, sweet Sam. “Hey.” He sweetly greeted you as your breath left your lungs. “Hey, Sam.” You said as you stood up. His hazel eyes immediately went to your belly. “You’re pregnant.” He said sounding a little bit disappointed. You didn’t know what to say to him.

“Hi, Dean.” You greeted the big brother as he looked at your belly. “Hey.” He said back as he looked into your eyes. “Can, I, uh.” You swallowed your throat. “Can I talk to Sam alone.” You said to him and he nods as he walked out of your office leaving you both alone. Flashbacks from that day came into mind.

“Look.” He started before you could open your mouth. “I’m sorry by the way. . . I, uh.” He blushed as he didn’t know how to word it. Making you blush as well. “It’s okay, but Sam, this baby. . .its yours. . .”

Ooo should I make a second part to this one? Like a dad Sam making sweet love with the reader? I think I might lol anyways enjoy! 💋