Request: Can you do a Sam x female reader one shot where the reader breaks up with Dean and starts hooking up with Sam which makes dean jealous
Song: Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner by Fall Out Boy
Pairing: Sam x female!reader
Warnings: jealous!Dean, cursing, protected vaginal sex, and oral sex (female and male receiving)
"I don't know what to tell you."
"Just tell me why!" He slammed his empty glass of whiskey down onto the table, the sudden burst of noise causing me to jump.
"Because I'm tired, Dean! Tired of the lying, the constant flirting with other girls, and the way you don't talk to me. I've always been here for you, but still you chose to ignore that," I took a step closer to him and softened my tone before I continued. "I can't help you if you aren't willing to help yourself. I'm sorry.”
I saw a single tear roll down his cheek, but to mask it, he quickly turned around and grabbed for the whiskey, taking a swig straight from the bottle.
"Fuck you.” I heard him murmur as I turned and walked up the stairs and out of the bunker, the fresh air hitting me, cooling down my boiling blood.
That was over a month ago, and now Sam's hands were tangled in my hair, pushing me back against one of the shelves in the library. I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling the same rush of adrenaline I did every time we would hook up. His lips moved with mine and his tongue gently slid across my bottom lip. I parted mine slightly, letting him in. I moaned as I felt his tongue rub against mine, dancing around it and exploring my mouth tenderly. Sam then pulled away from me, triggering a soft moan to escape my lips.
"Saaaam," I groaned in frustration.
"Well unless you want Dean walking in to see me fucking you over one of the tables, then we need to move to my room, babe.”Whenever Sam mentioned Dean, it made my heart sink slightly. It felt wrong to be hooking up with his brother, but I had to remind myself that he was also sleeping around.
Sam takes my hand and pulls me along to his bedroom, shutting the door as soon as we are both inside.
"Dean's home. I think he's asleep or has his headphones on, but we still have to be quiet. Can you do that for me, baby girl?" His voice was so low that it literally vibrated through the room, sending shockwaves right to my core.
I nodded and kept my mouth closed, emphasizing that I could stay quiet. He smirked and leaned back down, his lips meshing with mine, igniting an all-new fire.
"Not to mention we promised each other that we wouldn't have sex in the bunker when the other was home.” A slight heat rose to my cheeks thinking back to how many times Dean and I had broken that rule.
Sam was able to cast the thoughts of his brother out of my head by pushing me back onto his firm mattress. I sat leaning back onto my arms as he positioned himself over one of my legs, his knee resting just below my crotch.
He growled just below my ear as his tongue played with my ear lobe. I shivered and gripped onto the back of his neck a little harder, my fingers tangling in his long messy brown hair. He moved his mouth down to my neck, searching for my sweet spot. He soon found it after about six kisses, causing me to involuntarily moan out, my back arching into his touch. The contact was broken as he pulled back and gave me a stern look.
"I-I'm sorry, Sam!” My voice quivered, lust and the need for his touch running throughout my body.
He didn't stay separated from me for too long, the same emotions coursing through him as well. His kisses became rough and almost desperate, and they might have scared me if mine weren't the same; kissing so fast and so deliberately that when we finally pulled away for air, we were panting and grabbing at each other in desperation. I reached down and grasped the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it onto the floor. His toned and sun-kissed body sent chills up my spine. He continued kissing me tenderly as his hands traveled to the bottom of my shirt, parting our lips for only a brief moment to tear it off. His muscular arms snaked around to my bra clasp and I felt it give way within seconds. He gently slid it off my shoulders, his fingertips leading it seductively down my arms before tossing it carelessly to the floor.
He pushed me backwards so that I was now completely on my back, and a small and quiet moan escaped my lips at the sight of him on top of me. He didn't seem to notice the slip-up as my hands found their way back into his brown waves, feeling the soft hair between my fingers. He lowered his mouth to my right breast, kissing it gently and licking over the already erect nipple. He tugged on it and sent pleasure surging through my entire body. I bit my lip hard to suppress the moans threatening to escape my lips. I must have made some kind of noise because he glanced up at me with his hazel-blue eyes and his face was covered in amusement. He moved onto my other breast making the same movements, but this time I was ready for the tug, preparing myself for it and effectively suppressing any noises that threatened to escape. He trailed kisses down my stomach and stopped just above my shorts, reaching out and looking up to hold my gaze as he unbuttoned and unzipped the denim material. I raised my hips to allow him to remove the shorts all together, and then I could feel his hot breath against my still clothed core, teasing and warming me at the same time. I wanted so badly to scream at him to stop teasing me, but I kept my mouth shut, urging him to do something with my eyes.
"Sam, please.” I whimpered, earning a soft chuckle.
As his fingers pulled the material of my underwear to the side, I felt his plump warm lips on my folds, lightly kissing them before his tongue slid past them. He lapped at my clit once before placing the material back on me and making my hips buck up for more attention. He grinned up at me before he removed my underwear altogether and dove his mouth down to my pussy, licking furiously around and over my clit, making my head spin. I felt faint from having to hold my breath to try not to moan at how amazing it all felt. I felt a finger slide into me and it was his turn to try to suppress his lustful groans.
"You're so wet.” He half moaned half whispered. I rolled my head back at the attraction on his face.
Another finger thrusted into me, picking up speed causing me to begin to buck my hips up to get a better angle. The moment his finger tips prodded into my g-spot I cried out, only to have him remove his fingers altogether. His hand clamped quickly over my mouth, where I tried to breathe deeply through the pleasure that had just been ripped away from me.
"Are you gonna be quiet?" He growled, looking deep into my eyes. I nodded, promising him silently, and his hand leaves my mouth.
Before he went back down to my core, I flipped us over so that I was now straddling his still half-clothed figure. Due to my actions, he was unable to stop himself from letting out an animalistic growl.
"Are you gonna be quiet?" I mocked in a whisper, and he chuckled and nodded.
I kissed my way down his tantalizingly long torso to the top of his jeans, licking a strip over his happy trail and making his eyes roll to the back of his head. My eyes widened seeing the tent in his tight jeans, never failing to be awestricken by his incredible size. I began to unzip them and it took both of our efforts to get the jeans off and onto the floor. We both laughed so hard at the struggle that when we did finally get them off, I had to take a moment to catch my breath. When I was able to pull myself together, I exhaled warm air over his boxers and I watched as his dick twitched from inside its confines.
"Y/N, please just take them off already!” He begged and I smirked, playing the same game with him that he always played with me.
I looped my fingers in the waistband and started to tug them downwards, loving the way that his hard-on slapped against his stomach as it was released. I blew on the now naked erection and watched as a bead of pre-cum gathered at the tip. I leaned forward and licked up his shaft, taking the cum with me. He moaned quietly, clamping his hands into my hair and pulling my mouth towards his aching dick. I parted my lips and let him push forward until just the tip was resting in my mouth. My tongue began drawing circles around it and I watched him squirm, biting his lip so hard that I thought he was about to draw blood. I laughed, loving to see how hard it was for him to stay quiet. I then took his entire length into my mouth, letting him push as far as he could. I started to quickly bob my head, letting him hit the back of my throat, swallowing around him every few bobs. His hips were a squirming mess on the bed, and I felt him start to writhe under my touch. I pulled away with an audible pop, earning a glare from him. I reached into his jeans that lay on the floor and pulled out a condom, rolling it down onto his extremely hard and thick cock. I crawled back up his body and kissed him, sliding my tongue in his mouth this time, memorizing every crevice.
"You're so hot, Y/N.” He moaned into my mouth. I smiled and reached down to grasp him in my hand, pumping a few more times before lining him up at my entrance.
I slowly lowered myself down onto him, making his eyes go wide and his mouth drop open slightly. Once I was all the way down on him, I could feel his size inside me completely, and I couldn't help the quiet moan that slipped through my lips. Instead of shushing me again, he gripped onto my hips and raised me, only to lower me roughly back down onto him. The skin of my ass hitting his thighs made a much more erotic and much louder sound than a moan would have. I took over raising and lowering myself onto his cock at a fast pace. I moved my hips in the process to find my sweet spot, on the eighth or ninth thrust, I found it. I screamed out once again and clamped my own hands over my mouth before he got a chance to; but he had moaned out just as loud.
"This whole being quiet thing sucks.” He panted and I nodded, continuing to ride him.
I placed my hands on his chest for support and soon he decided that I was going much too slow for his liking. So he flipped us over, positioning himself between my legs, and pounding his length back into me, making me whimper in pure ecstasy.
"Shit, Sam.” I gasped, him leaning down to kiss me. He moved in and out of me at a blinding speed, hitting my g-spot every once in a while, sending stars through my vision, and a tightening in my stomach.
"Y/N. Shit, I'm close!” He growled rather loudly, but I was too overcome with pleasure to stop him.
I let his moans grow louder because the louder they got, the more of a chance there was for us to get caught. And that turned me on almost more than the actual sex did.
"God, Sam. Me too. Harder, baby!” I moaned and he slowed a bit but rammed into me harder and harder, his thrusts becoming sloppy and erratic and I knew it wasn't going to be long. His long fingers reached between our bodies to massage my clit, making my walls clench and my orgasm approach quickly.
"Shit, I'm cumming, Sam. YES! OH MY GOD, SAM!" I screamed out the words and he leaned down kissing my lips to prevent any further screams from spilling out.
A few thrusts later I could feel his cock growing again, followed by warm liquid filling the condom inside me.
"SHIT, Y/N! YES!" his moans were muffled by my lips, keeping them from echoing out throughout the room and more importantly, the bunker.
He thrusted through both of our highs before pulling out and sliding behind me on the bed, where he turned me towards him and kissed my head.
"That was amazing, Sammy.” He nodded and smiled.
I climbed out of his bed and grabbed my t-shirt, slipping it over my head, then I stepped into my shorts before quietly slipping out of Sam's room.
I quietly closed the door behind me and turned around to see Dean at the end of the hall, staring at me with a look of rage and jealousy. Man oh man, if looks could kill. A smirk crept across my face because even though guilt filled my mind, seeing Dean jealous and knowing how much of an effect it had on him turned me on.
"Night, Dean," I spoke in a sultry manner, making my way down the hall and into my room.
I heard a loud crash which wiped the smile off my face as worry and guilt took over. To wipe the feelings away, I thought back to all the times that Dean had hurt me, and compared those memories to how much pleasure Sam was able to make me feel. And as soon as I felt content, I lay down and fell into a peaceful slumber.
I hope y’all enjoyed this one! Just a reminder that requests are open, so go put them in! I’m excited to be writing again :)
