You woke up with a pounding headache, not really remembering much of the night before.

You'd sit up looking around groggily, you were in a random persons house. As you tried to get up, a strong arm wrapped around you, pulling you back into bed.

"Stay, for a little while longer." came a deep and gravelly voice. You'd tilt your head to the side, seeing the messy brown hair. .

It was the infamous hunter, Samuel Winchester.

A nervous laugh leaves your lips as he moved, pulling you close, up against him. "Come on, please?" He would whisper again, his lips softly grazing your throat.