Extra Bacon on Whatever
Summary: You decide you need Sam, now. So you and him drive off in the Impala and park somewhere to have some fun
A/N: I wrote this in about an hour and a half so that means… you should grab some clean panties. <3
Pairing: Sam x Reader
Warnings: language, smut, oral (male receiving), I think that’s all?
Word Count: 1,974
Dean would not stop talking. You all had finished a hunt early in the day, and there wasn’t another one lined up - so in this motel room you sat. You, Sam, and Dean had migrated over to the table in the room; and as midnight approached, the more alcohol you all drank. Well, the more alcohol that Dean drank; and the more alcohol Dean drank, the more he talked.
You and Sam were all for a night off, but neither of you were in the partying mood this evening. You sat next to Sam, and Dean sat across from you. You’d finally gotten him to be quiet, even if it was just for a minute as you had him watching YouTube videos on your tablet. You and Sam enjoyed the silence for a moment.