Sam Winchester x Fem! Reader
A/N: this is once again self indulgent smut without a plot, i hope that it’s not as cheeks as my last post bc wtf was that. anyways enjoy climbing him like a tree🩷
Warnings: Unprotected p in v, fingering, oral (f), creampie, breeding if u squint, praise, slight size kink, overstim, crying, Sam can’t stfu, pussy pronouns, pet names (angel, baby, pretty girl, sweetheart)
The soft tapping of Sam’s fingers on the keyboard is the only sound that fills the bunker. Dean has run off to another dive bar, no doubt laying some random chick right about now. A low groan slips past my lips as I stare at the tall man staring at his laptop like it holds the secrets of the universe.
“Sam, come on. You said you were almost done, like…” I hesitate and glance at my watch. “Ten minutes ago! We won’t have enough time to watch a movie before Dean gets back, at this rate.” I pout, pitching my voice slightly higher in hopes it will help me get his attention. It does.
“Sweetheart, please. I really am almost done,” His voice is soft, those puppy dog eyes gazing at me, imploring me to be patient. Yet I am anything but. A huff leaves me as I cross my arms over my chest. “Sammy…” I whine, further luring him into my trap of sweet deceit.
I watch him sigh, look at the laptop, then me, the laptop again, and run a hand down his face. A smile blooms across my lips. I’ve got him.
I spring to my feet as he shuts the device, standing up from his chair. He cracks his back with a groan as I crowd his personal space. “So can we watch a movie now?” I ask, batting my lashes up at him while he grins. “Yeah, baby. We can watch whatever you want.” The familiar warmth of his touch registers in my mind, his large hand resting on the curve of my waist. I can see the way his throat bobs as he swallows, gaze lingering on the point of contact between us.
“Y’know, angel… We don’t necessarily have to watch a movie to spend time together.” Sam rumbles, tugging me a little bit closer. My brows knit together as I gaze up at him. “But you’re the one who suggested we watch a movie tonight?” My hands rest on his broad chest as I read his facial expression. The teasing grin. The bright glimmer in his eyes. The way his cheeks appear to get pinker. Oh.
“I know I did, sweetheart. But we can always watch a movie another time.” His hands rub over my hips, hazel eyes flickering down to the way my shirt stretches over my chest. All the attention makes my heart beat faster and I gnaw my lip. “I guess… What did you wanna do instead?” I obviously know what he wants to do, and he obviously knows that I know, but he still entertains me. “Oh, you know. Just the usual. Show you how much I love you, how much you mean to me, how special you are…” His words trail off as he watches me with dark eyes.
My fingers press into the meat of his pecs as I smile at him brightly. “Yeah?” I squeak out. “Yeah.” He smiles back at me. A giggle escapes me as I take his hand in mine, yanking on his arm as he exclaims. I bring him to our bedroom where he kicks the door shut, crowding me up against it. My head spins with anticipation as he cups my face.
His touch is gentle, even if his hands are rough and big, and he presses his lips to mine in a fierce kiss. My arms instinctively wrap around his neck as my fingers tangle in his hair. Our lips slide against each other as the kiss becomes increasingly heated, hands wandering and tongues brushing.
He slips a hand under my shirt as I squirm, giggling sweetly. “What’s so funny?” Sam quips, kissing and nipping down my neck as I grab at his shoulders. “Nothing- You just… make me happy.” I whisper back, my eyes fluttering as he mouths the skin of my throat. “Mmh, yeah?” His voice rumbles against my skin and I giggle again. “Yeah.”
Sam pulls away from my neck, reaching down to grab at my thighs, lifting me up. I squeal and wrap my legs around him while he brings me to bed. A soft ‘oomph’ leaves me as he plops me down onto the bed, and I immediately start grabbing at him, dragging him down with me.
His whole essence lights up the room as he chuckles, crawling on top of me as my fingers grab at the fabric of his shirt. “Somebody’s excited,” He teases, and I wrinkle my nose. “What, are you not?” I draw random shapes on his shoulder blade with my finger as he wrinkles his nose back at me. “Of course I am. I’m always excited when I get you all to myself. Now come here,”
I shriek in delight as Sam wraps his arms around me, rolling onto his back as he pulls me on top of him. I straddle his hips and bend down for a kiss. His lips are soft and slick against mine, our tongues immediately seeking the other out. My hands rub over his chest as his own travel my waist. I love these moments. Where it’s just us, just Sam and I, against the world.
A soft sound is pulled from me as I feel his hips roll up into mine. My fingers tighten in his shirt as I grind back down. He lets out an equally pleased groan, our hips working together to create a rhythm. I can feel the thick ridge of his cock through his jeans rubbing against my cunt, a whine leaving me as I catch my clit on the button.
Sam takes deep breaths, groaning into my mouth as we share one another’s air. “Sam..” “Mmh?” I pull away from him just enough to look into his eyes, and I’m greeted by the beautiful sight of him gazing at me with his sweet eyes, his lips pink and kiss swollen. “I love you.” I whisper, gasping as he grips my hips harder. “Oh, sweetheart. I love you too,”
My hands reach down to tug at the hem of his shirt, and I smile as he sits up and tugs it off for me. I immediately resume rubbing my hands over his warm skin as he mouths my neck. “You’re so pretty… My pretty girl,” Sam’s voice rumbles against my skin, and I whimper quietly as my eyes flutter shut.
Sam’s warm hands press into my back, holding me flush against him as he leaves little love bites behind. My fingers press into the meat of his shoulders as I let my head fall back. “Sam…” I breathe out his name as I grind down against his cock, my brain going fuzzy. “Shh, angel.” Sam whispers as he rubs his hands down my body, grabbing at my ass as he bites my throat.
A low whine slips from my lips as I push him down onto the bed, my lashes fluttering as I tug my shirt and sports bra over my head in one fluid movement. Sam’s throat bobs as he swallows thickly, his fingers digging into my thighs as he stares at my bare torso.
I’ll never get tired of the way he looks at me.
“God, Y/n. You get prettier every time I see you.” He mumbles out, his large hands gently cupping my breasts. His touch is reverent and careful as he squeezes the skin. My eyes lock with his and I see his pupils dilate. I lean down to press a delicate kiss on his lips. “You know you don’t have to flatter me anymore… I’m not gonna go anywhere.” I mumble out. He chuckles softly and brushes my hair from my face. “I know. I just like communicating to you that you’re the most beautiful, gorgeous, sexy woman I’ve ever-“ I giggle and kiss him harder, cupping his face as he groans lowly.
His hands slide back down to my ass, groping me through my sweats. A pathetic sound leaves me as he does. He smiles against my lips and reaches for the hem of my pants. Shivers run up my spine as I feel his calloused fingertips brush my abdomen, slowly sliding down to cup me through my underwear. I involuntarily buck my hips against his hand as he rubs me through the damp cotton fabric.
I pant into his mouth, our hot breaths puffing against the other’s face. Little moans and whimpers crawl from my throat into the open air, a symphony Sam will always attend. “Oh, sweetheart… All of this for me, hm?” His tone is cocky- so sure of himself and his ability to affect me. Though he isn’t wrong at all, I still don’t want him getting a big head about it.
A particularly pathetic whine leaves me as he tugs my underwear to the side, his long index finger slipping inside of me. A deep shudder rolls through me as I moan, slumping down against him to hide my face in his neck. My parted lips press to his molten skin as he pulls more sounds of pleasure from me. “There we go… Always takes me so well, doesn’t she?” I can only whine in response.
I feel my head spinning as he pushes another finger into me, a deep groan leaving me as my hips arc against his hand. I can feel the shift in his jaw as he smiles. “Already can’t talk? Who would’ve known that you were so sensitive?” He coos, his tone slightly patronizing.
After only a few pumps he pulls away, his fingers smearing some of my arousal on my abdomen when he removes his hand. My waistband snaps back to my skin and I sit up, looking down at Sam with furrowed brows. “Hey!” He only chuckles at me before gripping my waist and rolling us over.
I squirm as he pins me under him, a giggle slipping past my lips. Sam’s warm hands travel down to grab at my sweats. I bite my lip and lift my ass as he tugs them down, smiling like an idiot with each newly bared inch of skin. He throws them over his shoulder and grabs my knees.
My heart is beating too fast in my chest as I watch him, his eyes trailing over my mostly naked form. I shift on the bed and his eyes dart to mine. “You’re the most gorgeous creature I’ve ever seen.” Sam mumbles out reverently, pressing a kiss to my inner knee as he hooks my legs over his shoulders. I bite my lip as I watch him lay down on his stomach. Our eye contact never wavers.
Sam presses sweet kisses to my inner thighs, his lashes fluttering as he catches a hint of my arousal in the air. It’s a heady aroma that draws him in further. I watch as his pretty mop of brown locks descends between my thighs, his nose rubbing up my cunt. He closes his eyes and enjoys the smell of me, groaning in the back of his throat. My hips instinctively cant up against his face.
Sam’s hazel-grey eyes lock back with mine as he tugs aside my panties, letting his tongue slowly slide up my cunt. I whine and let my head fall back as he slowly mouths at me. His fingers keep my underwear to the side as he loses himself between my legs.
My hands rake through his hair, the strands weaving in my trembling fingers. I stare up at the ceiling with half lidded eyes as I whimper and moan at Sam’s ministrations. He flicks his tongue sharply over my clit, a vicious attack designed to make me melt further. I tug on his hair as he kisses over me softly, whining for more.
“Sam~ Please, don’t tease me,” I call out, my voice sticky with lust and need. He chuckles against me as he lifts his head. “Only because you asked so sweetly,” He concedes, reaching out to tug my underwear down my legs. He flings it to a random spot in the room before settling back down between my thighs.
His big hands spread my legs wider, and I fist the sheets as we watch each other with heavy eyes. He kisses right above my clit before he dives back in with fervour. I tug at the sheets as a string of moans escape me, loud and needy. “Sam… Sam!” I cry out his name as I squirm helplessly under his mouth.
The final nail in my coffin is when he pushes two thick fingers inside of me– and I’m gone. I’m a mess under him, bucking my hips against his face as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. “Such a good girl f’me. Yeah? Aren’t you such a good girl?” Sam mutters against me, sucking my clit into his mouth as my hips jerk. I can only whine in response.
A familiar knot starts to emerge in my abdomen, tugging tighter and tighter as I take gasping breaths. My fingers find his hair again as I pull on it just enough to sting. A low groan reverberates through him, sending vibrations up through me. “Mmh… Fuck, you’re perfect. You’re so perfect for me, sweetheart. Letting me eat this pretty pussy and making you cum. You gonna cum?” He speaks against my lower lips, curling his fingers and lightly nipping my clit.
I look down at him, my chest heaving with anticipation as I feel myself get closer and closer. “Yes- Sammy, yes, fuck! ‘M gonna cum,” I babble out as my thighs twitch, trying to close around his head, but he wrenches me open. His free hand digs into my thigh and keeps me spread open for him. “Oh, baby… You’re just such a sweet little thing, aren’t you? So pretty with my fingers in your tight little cunt,” His voice is patronizing as he speaks to me, curling his fingers and rubbing that spongey spot inside of me.
The knot in my stomach is pulled too tight, and it snaps as Sam suckles my clit harshly. I take heaving breaths as my back arcs off the bed, my toes curling as I cry out. White hot pleasure shoots through me like an arrow as I tremble and grind against Sam’s face. I can feel his lips twist into a smile as he licks me through my orgasm, my hands tightening in his hair as I squeeze my eyes shut.
The pleasure fades into a dull tingle as Sam gently pumps his fingers in and out of me, lapping up my cum as he scissors the digits inside of me. My hips twitch up against his face as he kisses my clit, a low chuckle leaving him.
He kisses his way up my body, still slowly fingering me as I whimper. He plants his mouth on my own and I lazily kiss him back, tasting myself on his full lips. “You did so good, angel. You always do so good for me.” He coos out as he kisses my flushed cheek.
My arms lazily wrap around his shoulders as I whimper and whine, his long fingers still working inside of me. “Sammy,” I whisper out. “Sam- Stop, ‘s too much,” I complain, my sensitive cunt clenching tightly around his digits. A sadistic grin curls his lips as he pumps in and out of me faster. “What? You can’t take a little extra? Too sensitive?” He taunts, mouthing at my neck.
I moan and try to squirm away from him, but he just holds my hips down with a firm hand on my abdomen. He works my sensitive cunt overtime as I push at his arms. “Stop squirming so much,” He commands, breath hot on my sticky skin. I whine again in protest, trying to close my legs as tears prick my eyes. His thumb gently rubs at my clit and my hips jerk.
“Sam!” I claw at his biceps as he bites my shoulder, licking over my marked up flesh. “Yes?” He tries to act oblivious, but it’s completely futile on account of the purposeful motions of his hand. I take heavy breaths and squirm under his large frame. I toss my head from side to side as I whine.
“Sam- Please, I can’t, ‘s too much,” I try again, pushing on his shoulder as I feel another orgasm building up. “Shh, it’s okay, pretty girl. I’ve got you. Don’t fight it,” He whispers in my ear, his breath hot and sending shivers through me. I writhe under him as my legs tremble, my cunt fluttering around his fingers.
I dig my nails into his shoulders as I feel a tear slide down my temple, a pathetic cry escaping my lips. “Sammy- Stop, I can’t, I can’t-“ I beg, kicking my legs as he speeds up his fingers. “Yes you can. Come on, look at how she’s crying for me…” He softly replies, his thumb pressing harshly on the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs.
My whines and cries get higher in pitch, Sam’s thick fingers curling as he toys with me. Crescent shaped indents and red welts paint his skin where I’ve been grabbing at him. I can feel Sam smirking against my neck as he licks at my skin, my body instinctively squirming at the feeling.
“Sam,” I desperately call his name, pulling him close to hide away in his neck. “Shh, it’s okay. You can do it. Give me another one. C’mon, angel.” He rumbles out, focusing on the tight circles he draws with my clit.
The cord inside me breaks once again, my eyes screwing shut tightly as I tremble. Sam mouths at my neck while he fingers me through my orgasm. I squirm and whine, moaning helplessly as I succumb to the pleasures of his touch.
My hips grind against his hand as I come down from my peak, whimpering when he curls his fingers. “There we go. See? Told you that you could give me another one,” Sam groans out, slowly extracting his fingers from me. A wet squelch accompanies the motion and I cringe slightly.
The Winchester sits back on his haunches, breathing heavily with lust blown eyes. Embarrassment floods me as he gazes down at my wrecked form. “You’re so gorgeous, angel. The prettiest little thing ever,” He coos before licking his fingers clean with a moan.
Sam’s hands press into the mattress on either side of my head, his large frame blanketing mine in shadow. I gaze up at him with big doe eyes, my body still warm from my orgasm. He gently lowers himself to his elbows and kisses my sweat dampened forehead.
“Sam,” I call out his name softly, reaching down to brush my fingers over his abdomen. His breath hitches and his muscles tense. I gently drag the pads of my fingers over his v-line, teasing him and communicating what I want. “Can you… Take these off?”
The sound of metal and leather registers in my mind as Sam frantically reaches down to undo his belt. He keeps himself propped up on one arm, breathing heavy as he undoes his jeans. I aid him in tugging the denim away along with his Saxx boxers he always wears.
Once there’s no barriers between us, I look down to admire my boyfriends weeping cock resting on my abdomen. My bottom lip is held captive by my teeth as I gaze back into his eyes. “Are you gonna be a good girl for me? Take what you can, let me fill your pretty cunt with those babies you always talk about having?”
My cheeks flare at his teasing words, a whimper leaving me as I advert my eyes. He chuckles lowly and shakes his head at me. “You’re adorable.” He kisses my cheek, his nose dragging along my jawline. The tip of his cock nudges against my entrance and I gasp.
My hands fly up to grab my boyfriend’s broad shoulders, my small fingers curling into the muscle. “You didn’t answer my question, pretty girl. You gonna be good? Gonna let me put that baby in you?” A shudder dances up my spine and I involuntarily squirm under him. “Y-yes, Sam. Please.”
A wicked smile curls his soft lips as he reaches down to fist himself, guiding his cock into me. My entire body flinches at the painful stretch I’ll never quite get used to. Discomfort twists my face as I whimper and whine, Sam gently pushing into me. “Shh, sweetheart. Oh, you’re being such a good girl for me. Fuck…”
Sam pushes in until he’s fully seated inside of my warm cunt, a deep groan leaving him. He fists the pillow under my head and takes heavy breaths. “God, you’re so fucking tight- She’s gripping me so hard, doesn’t wanna let go,” He murmurs into my ear, his breath hot on my skin.
With a careful rocking motion, Sam starts to grind against me, trying to help me relax and get used to his size. His warm hands run down my body as he burrows into my neck, biting at the skin with a little growl. The rocking motions stir my insides and I wrap my legs around his waist.
Soft panting fills the space between us as Sam works me open, not wanting to accidentally cause me pain. I moan into his ear as my fingers tangle into his soft hair. “Sam- More, please. Please,” My voice breaks with need as I grind back up against him.
A pained sound rumbles from his throat, his movements stopping. “Such a sweet girl.” He wraps his arms around me and crushes me against him. My back arches up to make space for his arms, the position intimate. He pulls almost all the way out, his tip sliding out barely, before he slams back in.
I squeal in surprise, the bed rocking under us as Sam sets a punishing pace, fucking into me desperately. “Fuck… Fuck, baby. You feel so good- You’re so good,” He babbles, already completely lost in the heat and feel of my body.
Loud moans take up residence in the room with us, a lewd and debauched roommate. Sam’s hips snap against mine with single minded thought. “Sam!” I shriek his name as he bullies my cunt open, his thick shaft tearing me in two.
He unravels his hold on me, pulling back and grabbing at my hips to tug me up. His hands hook into the crook of my knees as he bends me in half. A pathetic cry leaves me as he resumes fucking me, the new position driving me up the wall.
My hands dart around for purchase, clawing at the sheets and my own skin, eyes watering as Sam’s cock kisses my cervix. His low moans and grunts completely scramble my remaining mind. He sounds so beautiful, singing my favourite song.
“Shit, angel- God damn, you’re tight. So little, can barely take my cock, huh?” His words make me clench around him, a sharp laugh escaping him. “Oh, sweet girl,” He coos, ignoring the burn in his muscles as he tears me apart thrust by thrust.
The pure ecstasy that radiates through my body is borderline excruciating, fat globby tears starting to spill down my face. The sight makes Sam groan and speed up. “Oh god, sweetheart… You’re f-fucking killing me here,” He slurs his words slightly, as consumed by the pleasure as I am.
My third orgasm of the night is encroaching on my body, the threat of complete ruin too enticing to ignore. I dig my nails into his shoulders and shiver from the pleasure. “Sam- Sammy, ‘m gonna cum!” I squeal out, gasping and moaning even as I cry.
His pretty eyes focus on mine, the intense eye contact amplifying the intimacy tenfold. “Go on, pretty girl. Cum for me, wanna- Ah, feel her squeeze the life outta my cock,” He grunts out while settling one of my legs over his shoulder.
With his newly freed hand, Sam begins to frantically rub at my clit, the sensation almost stinging from how overwhelmed my body is. He whimpers as I begin to flutter around him. “C’mon, c’mon, cum for me baby, please,” He babbles as his thrusts begin losing their rhythm.
Salty tears stream down my face as I finally find my release, incoherent ramblings falling from my lips, coupled with me sobbing his name. The sight and sound of my own orgasm is strong enough to trigger Sam’s.
His hips slap against mine a few more times before he drives it home, whining and moaning in my ear, my own little treat for doing so good. After all the sensations subside Sam slumps atop me. His hands rub at my thighs, gripping the fat of my ass as he pants like a dog.
“Fuck, angel. That was amazing. You’re so incredible,” He murmurs, peppering kisses to my wet and flushed face. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He whispers out before giving me a quick once over. His response is just a small squeak from my exhausted form. It’s enough for him to know.
He gently pulls away from me, wiping away my last couple tears with shaky hands. “You were such a good girl for me, Y/n. So good, letting me break your tight little cunt in.” He declares before kissing my forehead, pulling out of me with a wet pop.
My back arches up and I squirm, over sensitive and exhausted from the three consecutive orgasms. “Let’s get you clean.” Sam kisses my forehead and grabs some tissues from the bedside. He carefully spreads my legs, revelling in the sight- His thick cum dripping out of me.
Sam’s fingers are gentle, going slowly and shushing me when I whimper. He tosses the used tissues into the garbage and picks up his discarded shirt. “Okay, c’mon pretty girl. Sit up,” He grabs my shoulders and brings me up, a low grumble leaving me in protest.
Sam helps me get into his shirt, my entire body aching and legs still twitching. I feel like I’m going to crash. “There we go. Good girl,” He coos, kissing my head and laying me back down. I curl up into a ball and snuggle away into my pillow.
Tugging on his boxers, Sam turns off the lights, crawling into bed with me. He curls around me and tugs me closer by my waist. His large hands squeeze me as he kisses my shoulder, nosing at my jaw. “You did so good for me, angel. Always take me like a champ, hm?”
I can barely even register his words, teetering on the edge of unconsciousness. “Mmh.. Sammy,” I whine out, weakly pressing back against him. He smiles against my skin and rolls onto his back, dragging me on top of him like a rag doll. Large arms encircle my waist as he holds me on top of him.
He kisses the top of my head, rubbing his hands over me. “I love you, sweetheart. Sleep well,” I garble something back at him, but it’s complete nonsense. He just smiles and holds me tighter. I fall into a deep sleep, tangled up in my perfect boyfriends arms, dreaming of everything we’re going to do together when we get away from this life.
