Sam couldn't believe himself. He'd never in his life kissed a monster before but…oh, you made it so easy. Soft lips, soft skin, that sweet, metallic taste in your mouth. Sam was gripping your hips gently but firmly, lifting you onto his lap and burying his teeth into your neck, just to get back at you for nipping him earlier. And Jesus, your bites hurt.

"Stop distractin' me, honey."

Sam finally chokes out, running nimble fingers up the side of your torso. You were trying to get him to let you go on the hunt with him and Dean. A couple vampire related deaths in the middle of nowhere. Like hell Sam was gonna let you go and get anywhere near Gordon. Not after last time.

"You're not going. You can fake bite me all you want but it's still not happening. It's too dangerous."

Sam says evenly, thumbing at the warm skin against your hip bone. You pout and Sam groans, feeling a familiar twitching in his pants at the sight of your lips like that.

"You knock it off. I'm gonna make you sleep on the couch."

"Noooo."

You huff, schooling your expression and being nice to him again.

"That's what I thought."

Sam sighs.

"My sweet good girl."