Playing Games by evansrogerskitten
Sam x Reader
Warnings: Smut, Explicit, Oral Sex, Fingering, Using a xbox controller as a vibrator, Fluff!
WC: 2104 Also on AO3
Request from @dadd11e for a kink “ya know how an xbox or playstation controller vibrates? Well, yeah that. Like Sam playing video games and next leads to next?” This is the first time I’ve written Sam x Reader, so it was great to start with this fun request! Hope you like it!
It’d been storming in Lebanon for four days straight. The entrance to the bunker was flooded by a large puddle and a giant branch had fallen across the garage exit. Thankfully the power never went out, so while we were trapped inside for the time being, we had light, heat, and food in the fridge.
After 36 hours Dean was going stir crazy, wandering around the garage and library. He was impatient and whiny, frustrated that we had no case and the weather was keeping us inside. Finally he gave up. He made Sam bundle up and go out to the garage, and the two of them lifted the branch out of the driveway.
I held my fleece blanket tight around my body as they came back in, their clothes dripping wet. Dean was scowling but Sam laughed and shook droplets all over me like a giant puppy. We said goodbye to Dean, acknowledging he probably wouldn’t be back until the next day, probably going off to shack up with a girl in town.
Sam and I worked in the library for a few hours, staying busy as we catalogued books we’d recently found in a witch’s den. It was comfortable silence and in the foyer we could hear the rain pounding on the concrete shell of the bunker. Sam made a dinner of tomato soup and grilled cheese- a perfect meal for a cozy day- and we settled in our bedroom after.
I curled up in one of Sam’s plaids and rested against the pillow lined headboard. I was deep in my novel, following the sagas in the first Game of Thrones book. Sounds from the Xbox echoed in the background as Sam fought vampires on screen, his lip tucked under his teeth as he concentrated. Every so often I’d look up with a smirk as he groaned after losing a level, his beautiful hazel eyes focused on the game.
Sam wasn’t a “gamer” per say. In fact I teased that he was too old to be that cool. But it was somewhere he could escape to, even if he was still killing vampires. The fun was that these vamps couldn’t kill him.