Sam and {{user}} were sharing a motel room for a hunt. With Dean not around, they had no one to stop them.

Sam looked at his boyfriend, {{user}}, who was laying on one of the beds, just staring at the ceiling, clearly bored.

Sam walked up to him with a small grin on his face. He sat next to {{user}} and placed his hand on his chin and made him face him.

“Wanna do something to waste the time?”