Crystal you are allowed and I would want nothing less from you!!! (this is not even remotely as good as what you wrote for me i am sorry you blew the prompts out of the water but i hope you still like this!!!)
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You and Sam were creatures of habit, that was one thing about the both of you to be true. Most mornings when you both were home, it was the same routine. You’d get up for work, let Rose out into the yard while you made your coffee. Then you would join her for a few moments of quiet serenity in the garden Sam had grown over the past few years. Flowers and vegetables and various herbs all around.
After a little bit, you’d rally her back inside, feed her breakfast, and start about your own day. Sam would be waking up, his body missing your warmth in the bed, and come find you in the bathroom after your shower, watching you brush your teeth, do your skincare. Sometimes you would chat with one another, sometimes it would just be silent, taking in the other’s presence for a few more moments.
Once you were done he’d go off to the kitchen and make breakfast while you dressed. Often Sam would pack you a lunch, a quick sandwich or leftovers from dinner the night before, leaving a sweet note in the bag for you. Meeting in the kitchen, you’d share a quick breakfast before leaving for work.
But today was a special day. You’d decided to take a personal day, unbeknownst to Sam, and stay in with him. Making sure Rose didn’t suffer from the schedule change, you still got up at your usual time, let her out and fed her, but instead of going to the bathroom to start showering, you giddily skipped down the hall back to the bedroom.
Sam was curled up in the blankets, trying to regain warmth in your absence. He had scooted closer to your pillow, no doubt chasing your lingering perfume once you had left the spot.
Starting your journey, you crawled slowly up onto the bed, gently pressing down as to not disturb him. His breathing was still even as you got close to his face, his lips slightly open and plump from the lip mask you swiped onto them before he went to bed, during your night routine.
"Pssst," you whispered softly, settling next to him on your belly. "Sam, it's time to get up," a small groan rumbled from the back of his throat, his eyebrows cinched together, and he clutched the comforter tighter to his body. "Come on, honey."
Sam stayed asleep, and you leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the tip of his nose.
"Sammy," you murmured as you pulled away slightly. "I took the day off so I could spend all day with you. You're not gonna make me wait to get started, are you?" If Sam was awake, he was doing a very good job at hiding it. Taking a deep breath you began smattering his face with kisses, to the point he started to giggle underneath your lips.
"Okay, okay," Sam's voice was low and quiet, a slight gravelly tone to it. "I'm awake," he squinted up at you as you grinned down at him. "You're playing hookie today?"
"I needed a mental health break, and no one makes me feel more at peace than you." you sighed, adjusting your legs as Sam shifted beneath you to lay flat on his back. His hands came up to your thighs, gently rubbing them as he closed his eyes again. "I thought we could spend some time in the garden, go for a walk with Rose, and then maybe lay around and read or something?"
"Mmm," Sam hummed contentedly. His hands traveled up your waist and to your shoulders, then down to your forearms, where he used his strength to tug you back down into a laying position. Kicking around the blankets, he got you covered with them again, tucking you into his chest.
"Sam!" you giggled as he groaned loudly to drown out your protest.
"Shh, more sleep." his voice rumbled against you. "You need rest."
"You're right," you gave in all too easily, snuggling into his body, entangling your legs with his. "Although I could listen to you talk to me all morning with that tone."
"Hm?" Sam's sleepy hum was confused.
"Sam, your morning voice is so hot." you giggled.
"What?" feeling Sam laugh against you was one of the better parts of being in bed with him. Your head was being jostled slightly by the movement. Raising it up, you pressed kisses to the very tip of his nose again.
"Sam, you have this deep raspy voice in the mornings, it's incredibly sexy. You could read the phone book and I'd hang on every word you said." Sam's eyes were open now, albeit hooded as he gazed down at you. Suddenly his lips were on yours and he had you rolled onto your back as he hovered over you.
"How about I tell you everything I'm about to do to you to make sure you really, really feel relaxed, would you like that?" your breath being taken from you, you just nodded, pressing one more kiss to his nose. "Good, let's start with getting you out of those pajamas."
Church stared at the little girl, wondering how it was she had managed to make her way here. His head turned round, golden feline eyes flicking about, looking for her parents. He mhraw-ed at her before shifting into his human form, his eyes staying the same, golden and cat-like, even in his new form.
Oh my god, Bobby is beyond pissed. Holy shit, I've never seen anyone have that much rage in his eyes. If looks could kill man, Dean's year would be up in five seconds flat.
