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Summary: Reader is forced to stay at the bunker with Cas when Dean refuses she go with him and Sam on a Shapeshifter hunt in a local town. Reader has her own agenda...

Pairings: Sam Winchester x female reader, Dean Winchester, Castiel

Content Warning: 🔞+, NSFW, SMUT, kissing, PinV, unprotected sex (wrap it up!), creampie, basically filth 😅

Word Count: 🤷‍♀️

DO NOT READ IF UNDER 18

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I was having serious trouble wrapping my head around the fact Sam and Dean were against me tagging along on this case. Dean was currently at the gormet kitchens' island, cutting up ingredients to make a sandwhich that even Shaggy would be proud of. He was in the middle of explaining all the ways the hunt was too dangerous but in truth, I had tuned him out a long time ago.

This part...

Before I could say anything he slipped a massive palm over my mouth as he pushed the thick crest of his cock into my drenched pussy.

Had me...

The end. . . Did you cliffhanger us?

Summary: Natalie and Dean are in a “not serious” relationship and one night, she and Sam take a step that will change things forever.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x original female character x Sam Winchester

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, rough sex, squirting, D/s undertones, anal sex, butt plug, double penetration, bondage, dirty talk, orgasm control, polyamory, wincest adjacent

Words: 13K

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She’s My Whip

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 2250

Warnings: Dean’s car used for: oral-m/f giving/receiving, squirting, drinking, cursing, porn-ish language, adulting things/18+only

A/N: Originally written for the A-Z Kink Challenge for @covered-byroses #cbrkinkchallange 2019

A/N II: 3/21/21 I did some rewriting on this piece I love so much, fixing the things that’s nagged at me since original release.

Prompt: Younger/Older

A/N III: this is my first work (outside a drabble) I’ve ever let anyone read. I quit writing over a decade ago so I’m rusty as hell but working on getting my mojo back.

*Creative criticism welcome

* no beta-all mistakes are mine

*gif not mine

“…So that’s when I knew I had closed the deal.” The guy next to me at the bar Greg..no Gary, been droning on about this deal for the last twenty minutes looked at me waiting for a response.

“That’s fantastic, congratulations on closing the deal!” You responded enthusiastically, faking it like an orgasm after really bad sex.

Sipping on the glass of wine he ordered trying not to grimace at the taste and wondering for the umpteenth time what is it with men your age? Why did they feel entitled to make decisions for you without asking?

Now in your early forties you prefer men like your alcohol, on the younger side with an adventurous edge.

You mind wanders half listening to..ummm..David as he prattles on about his whatever. He seems like a nice guy, kinda reminds you of that character from Pleseantville, the husband who kept saying where’s my dinner.

“Excuse me, sorry to intrude on your evening, but I need to speak to Ms. Y/L/N.” Andrew turned to see who’s dared interrupt him.

Fuck, it’s him!

He and his partner, Agent Dean Smith, showed up at your workplace this morning about some weird event in HR department. They had every red blooded woman, and a few men, drooling in their lattes.

After interviewing you Agent Smith, who’d been flirting with everyone female with a pulse, asked you out for drinks and whatever.

It had been extremely tempting, he was ridiculously good looking with those succulent full lips, green eyes, bowed just enough for you to fit perfectly between legs and cinnamon freckles that had you wondering if he’s covered everywhere in them.

Hating to admit it’s been way to damn long since anyone has giving you a thorough fucking, you know, the type that makes your legs shake uncontrollably when you cum and walk funny for days.

Reluctantly..very reluctantly..you turned him down, the reason is leaning against the bar next to you.

“And who might you be?” maybe Ralph asks miffed.

Agent Samuel Wesson flashes his FBI credentials at possibly Ross before sitting down next to you. He’s absofuckinglutly walking sex with those long legs.

“Ms. Y/L/N, could we go somewhere more private? I have some questions that need clarification.” Unable to answer because your brain has migrated to your spasmodic pussy that’s dripping wet from the sound of his delicious whiskey-honey voice alone.

Crossing your legs you clench your shaking thighs together trying to subtly cover your down south problem but he tracks your movement with those indelible, fox slanted eyes and smirks knowingly.

Shit.

“Look, I don’t care if your President…” Steve says sliding off his stool to get in his face but falls short-literally.

You bite on the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from bursting out in laughter at Tim looking like a Chihuahua yipping at a Moose.

Quickly taken a sip of the horrid wine to help compose yourself because there is no way in hell your going to pass up the opportunity to make time with this gorgeous mountain of a man who’s just made you cum without even touching you.

Standing up you insert yourself between them playing with Donny’s tie, pretending to pout, “please don’t be mad at me, I’m having such a good time and was thinking of asking you back to mine, but I’d feel awful if I knew something and didn’t help,” sounding sorry covers your internal cringing at the fucking drivel spewing out of your mouth mollifying whatchamacallit.

Damn. 🔥🥵

Kinktober Prompt: Size kink

Relationship: Sam Winchester x Reader

Content: Explicit sexual scenes, oral (f receiving), creampie (wrap it up, kids), dirty talk, rough sex, dom Sam, fluffy/funny aftercare (it’s crucial)

Summary: Your plan for making the boys dinner goes awry, leaving you alone with Sam in his bedroom, and coming to terms with a kink that only Sam Winchester can fulfill.

A/N: 🤭

"C'mon,' you strain, reaching for a high shelf in the cabinet. Apparently Sam and Dean didn't find a need for a stepladder in the bunker. Your calves screech in protest as you reach for a jar of pasta sauce, your fingers brush the bottle, but not enough purchase to grab it.

A long arm reaches above your head, grabbing the sauce in a large, familiar hand. Sam hands you the jar with a smile.

Damn... I need a shower now.

Kinktober Prompt: Doggy Style

Relationship: Sam Winchester x f!Reader, Dean

Content: Explicit sexual scenes, rough sex, dirty talk, creampie, unprotected sex, (lowkey) breeding kink, degrading, voyeurism/exhibitionism, Sam is a little greedy

Summary: It's time for round two, and the younger Winchester hasn't had his fill. Dean is generous enough to let Sammy have a turn, but not without watching exactly how his brother pleases his girl.

** Guessing Game is part 1 - For full context, and more smut, go ahead and read it! I apologize that this is shorter than usual, I’m working on some bigger pieces, and transferring everything to AO3!

Thirty minutes have passed since you collapsed into Dean's mattress, totally sated and limp from pleasure. The two brothers lay on either side of your lax form, caressing your skin with peppered kisses along the way.

Sam locks eyes with his brother, a devilishly curious look glinting within them. Dean's look darkens - a silent agreement.

"How you feeling, sweetheart?" asks Dean, tucking loose hairs away from your cheeks. During the last round, you'd built up a decent sweat that stuck your hair around your temples.

Kinktober Prompt: Oral

Relationship: Sam Winchester/Reader/Dean Winchester (no Wincest, ew)

Content: EXPLICIT (18+ only), oral (f and m receiving), A LOT of degradation, praise, pussy slapping, p in v, DP, creampie (recreate responsibly), this is filthy so please be advised, ‘bitch’ is used in the dirty talk.

Summary: Can your body tell the difference between the brothers? If you’re correct, you’ll be rewarded. If not, well…

A/N: Writing this had me completely soaked i’m not gonna lie. ANYWAY HAVE FUN.

Darkness shrouds your vision under the blindfold, having been tied around your head by Dean moments before you were carefully stripped down, layer by layer, until you lay completely bare on his bed. He gives off hardly any sound to gauge your surroundings, as if a predator animal circling its prey.

Not Always The Best Policy

Sam x Reader

Summary: You and Sam fall under a curse that forces you to share your most intimate thoughts with each other.

Beta:  ilikaicalie

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Sam can feel it; the inexplicable need to verbalize every word running through his mind. He knows before the first words even creep out of his mouth that he’s in trouble. The two of you just spent the better part of two days combing through a storage locker full of cursed objects and charmed antiques. Something was bound to happen but he didn’t imagine it would be this.

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I laughed so hard ... this was just all around a great little read.

TTWDBI - Ten (Finale)

Part Ten - Second Chances

Masterlist

Summary: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader - Sam is young, powerful and comes from one of the wealthiest families in New York. When he meets an Omega bartender who’s far from what his family expects, Sam is forced to make a series of hard choices.

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, smut, knotting, breeding, dominance, ownership, angst, family drama.

Words: 6.5k

Beta: @ilikaicalie 

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“Are you sure you want to do this with me?” Sam asks, reaching out to grab your shoulders. You’re on the sidewalk in front of his parent’s building. It’s been a few weeks since the revelation about his mother’s cruel conduct.

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I could not stop reading this. It was so intense and interesting and very hot and smuty too.

TTWDBI - 7

Part Seven - Violence

Masterlist

Summary: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader - Sam is young, powerful and comes from one of the wealthiest families in New York. When he meets an Omega bartender who’s far from what his family expects, Sam is forced to make a series of hard choices.

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, smut, knotting, breeding, dominance, ownership, angst, family drama. This chapter contains an attempted sexual assault, actual physical assault, and talk of past abuse.

Words: 8500+

Beta: @ilikaicalie

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Sam’s annual rut is a week away, but you’d know something is amiss even if it wasn’t marked on the kitchen calendar in the form of a giant, red X.

He hasn’t been sleeping and he’s moody as all get out. You’ve avoided having the marriage conversation until after you make it through the next few days.

You, on the other hand, have been feeling better. After a few weeks, your body seems to have equalized. With the exception of an occasional bout of exhaustion, you’d never even know you’re pregnant. You and Sam have a lot to figure out but first and foremost is getting him through this rut.

“I could take suppressants.” Sam’s chest rumbles against your back as he speaks, one hand casually stroking up the inside of your knee. He’s lounging in the corner of the sofa with you between his legs.

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I am so angry for her. I'm glad Mary told Sam what she did and that he listened.

TTWDBI - FOUR

Part Four - Assumptions

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Summary: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader -Sam’s young, powerful and comes from one of the wealthiest families in New York. When he meets an Omega bartender who’s far from what his family expects, Sam is forced to make a series of hard choices.

Part five is currently available on my Patreon right now for $2. It will be posted to Tumblr on 1/31

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, smut, knotting, breeding, dominance, ownership, angst, family drama

Beta: @ilikaicalie

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“We’re fine,” Sam calls back, using his thumb to click the lock in the center of the handle. “Just a minute.”

“It sounded like someone hurt themselves.” Mary continues, just outside the door. She jiggles the handle again but this time it doesn’t move.

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Oh gosh. . . There's soo much happening that's not good!

TTWDBI - THREE

Part Three - Judgement

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Summary: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader -Sam’s young, powerful and comes from one of the wealthiest families in New York. When he meets an Omega bartender who’s far from what his family expects, Sam is forced to make a series of hard choices.

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, smut, knotting, breeding, dominance, ownership, angst, family drama

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“You were late today.” John quips.

Sam doesn’t look away from his computer as his father takes a seat, adjusting the lapel of his jacket.

“I wasn’t late for anything. I came in later than I normally do, but I was here for the Cavanaugh presentation.” Sam quips, finishing his email before giving his father his full attention. “Are you keeping tabs on me now?”

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Holy shit that whole chapter was intense 😳

TTWDBI - TWO

Part Two - Control

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Summary: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader -Sam’s young, powerful and comes from one of the wealthiest families in New York. When he meets an Omega bartender who’s far from what his family expects, Sam is forced to make a series of hard choices.

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, smut, knotting, breeding, dominance, ownership, angst, family drama

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The moment you push the front door open she’s giving you a piece of her mind.

“I hope to God that’s my roommate. I’ve been praying she’s not dead in a gutter somewhere.” Donna’s disembodied voice chastises you from the kitchen.

“Sorry,” you call out, throwing your coat on the back of a ratty armchair.

“Do you have any idea of how worried I was? Two nights and you don’t call or text. I was ready to call the police.” Leaning around the corner she’s in a silk robe and head full of curlers. she stops short when she lays eyes on you for the first time. “Holey Moley, you look like death warmed over. Did you sleep on a park bench?”

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That was so hot 🔥 🥵

Sam is so sweet! But I feel like John is going to is those old fashioned laws to cause them trouble. 🤔

TTWDBI - ONE

Part One - Fate

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Summary:  Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader -Sam’s young, powerful and comes from one of the wealthiest families in New York. When he meets an Omega bartender who’s far from what his family expects, Sam is forced to make a series of hard choices.

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, smut, knotting, breeding, dominance, ownership, angst, family drama

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Sam normally doesn’t go out, and when he does it’s not with work colleagues. He’s never liked to overlap his worlds; instead, preferring to keep his social and professional lives comfortably separated. But the guys from the finance department have been on his case for months, begging him to join them in their weekly outing. They all agreed to come in and work on a Saturday in preparation for the quarterly review; so when they invited him to join them, he couldn’t say no.

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I can't wait to see where this goes!

Master List - The Things We Don’t Believe In (Complete)

Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader -Sam’s young, powerful and comes from one of the wealthiest families in New York. When he meets an Omega bartender who’s far from what his family expects, Sam is forced to make a series of hard choices.

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Tattered: Growing Pains

A SPN ABO Fan-fiction Series

Featuring: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader x Alpha!Dean

Word Count: ~3250

Warnings, etc: Dean has discovered he’s into her being pregnant. Sam and Dean tag-team smut. Oral, knotting, there’s lots of bodily fluids, but also a bath tub. Breeding kink, possessive and jealous Alphas. Nesting, pregnancy problems.

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Special shout out to @lastactiontricia​ for putting up this series the entire time.

Six months later

Dean

The thing about hearing other people’s thoughts—- or even just having their emotions running through your head, well, it makes it really fucking easy to see their point of view. Especially after sensing the way she felt about me and Sam both. So— yeah, I decided to be the bigger man. But; really, it came down to Sam accepting that, truemate or not— I was just as much her Alpha as he was.

It hasn’t been the easiest, but it sure beats the alternative.   

It’s almost time to start moving into the Barn when I smell the change on her skin. Bobby and me have been busting ass all winter to get the place up to code and habitable. I didn’t realize we were working on a deadline, but life’s always had a way of biting me in the ass.

       I gather her up against me, rubbing my belt against her middle as she leans back to squint at my face. “What?”

       I shake my head and go all glassy eyed on her, because she is actually glowing a little. And if she doesn’t realize it yet, I’m not gonna be the one to say anything. I admit I’m slightly tickled to have this kind of secret to keep for a while. 

      Maybe even a little smug, too.

      Sam’s been working with Garth and some folks on the inside at Roman Enterprises to figure out the how’s and why’s to zapping the fucking face-munchers back to where they came from. So far it’s been all surveillance and research, but everybody knows the time to act is rapidly approaching.

        Now, we have another reason to get back home in one piece. Hell, maybe even reasons.

         "Nothing, just looking at ya.“

         She rolls her eyes and swats my chest, reprimanding me. She kisses me quick, but deep and goes back to hauling in the rest of the groceries. I can’t wait to see Bobby’s face when he finds out he’s gonna be a grandpa. 

         God, might even make him cry.

          I drive to the Barn because though the weather is finally turning for the better, it’s a cakey, mucky mess out there and I don’t really want to spend five minutes cleaning my boots before I get to do the final walk through.

         The plan was once the chompers were dealt with, we’d let her loose to nest. But I think it’s time. Circumstances have changed. And we probably should keep her as busy as possible while she’s still willing and able to put in the manual labor.

          Fuck, I wonder if Sam knows. It’s not like I can hear a heartbeat yet, it’s just a chemical thing. Or maybe Alpha’s intuition. Who knows and I don’t really care how—- I just know what I know.

          The entryway is wide and empty for now. We kept stone as the primary material for the floors, maintaining the rustic feel. But I talked Bobby into wisely installing a heating system beneath the decorative tiles. Warm and cozy like.

         The staircase is wide and angular, nothing ornate, but sturdy. The kitchen and first floor bath branch out to the right, making for a southern exposure for a lot of natural light. The den and the office/library take up the left side, which once held the farm equipment and animal stalls. 

         Bobby ensured the built-in bookshelves would make Sam pop a nerd boner.

          I take the stairs two at a time, rushing to see if I can parcel out the upstairs living quarters with some pocket doors or just keep it predominantly one large room with only single smaller rooms on each side, backed by the ensuite bathroom on one side and the walk-in closet on the other.

        I don’t think we were ever gonna need this much closet space so I start measuring it out, thinking nurseries don’t last forever and that eventually we’d need space for toys and then privacy after that.

        Maybe we hadn’t thought this through after all. I think about calling Bobby out here, but it’s probably too early to be making such adjustments.

        Should wait ‘til she’s been to a doctor or something. 

       Still, makes me worry that the house isn’t really ready. Or that could just be me.

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Bobby is soo sweet to her!

Mine To Protect

Summary: Reader wakes from a nightmare, seeking comfort in the one person she can't have...or so she thinks.

Pairings: Sam Winchester x reader, Dean Winchester x reader (platonic)

Warnings: 18+ (don't you dare read this shit if you're under age), angst, SMUT, language, kissing, hair pulling, choking, fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), breeding kink, degradation, cream pie

Word Count: 🙄🙄

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I sat up in bed, a scream threatening to burst from the confines of my throat and escape through tight lips. I breathed in gulps of air as if they were my last, my chest heaving, squeezing my eyes shut to keep the slowly fading images of blood and Sam's body lying motionless on the ground at bay.

The stress of our current case, sleepless nights of endless research and dead ends were taking its toll on everyone. Dean seemed more agitated, especially with the lack of pie in the house to keep him functional like a normal person and Sam had been confining himself to either his room or the dungeon for additional research, pouring himself into whatever Lore he could find. Cas and Jack were on radio silence due to trying to recruit more angels to keep the lights on in Heaven. To say things looked bleak would be an understatement.

Shaawwwwnnnaaahhhhh! What have you done to me?!

That was 🔥