Author: Saturn AKA satyrnfive
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or X-Men. No copyright infringement is intended. This is for entertainment purposes only.
Setting: Sam goes to his first college party.
Author's note: This is basically PWP but a bit on the light side. I've been muse free for a while and I just felt like I had to write something. Thanks to kaylashay and azraelz_angel for the quick beta work.
Sam looked around the room. The party seemed to have started well before he arrived and would likely be going on long after he left. This was a mistake. Killing ghosts, hunting...those were things he was good at. Opportunities for parties had never come up while they were on the road. But he was here at Stanford and he'd be damned if he didn't do everything he could to get as much “college” experience as he could. Even if it was just to spite Dad. With renewed determination Sam slowly made his way around the room until he found the beer.
Sam cheered as loud as he could with everybody else at the party. The music was blasting and it seemed like the party would never end. After several hours and who knows how many beers, he was wondering what he had been nervous about. He was having a good time and if appearance was anything to go by then so was the girl he was dancing with. She was a cute little brunette that was in one of his science classes. He couldn't for the life of him remember her name though. It was Katie, Kat or something like that. Before he could spend much more time thinking about it she leaped onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist and covering his mouth with hers. As she gripped tighter with her legs her skirt rode up more and more. Sam felt the warmth coming from between her legs as her arms wrapped around his neck.
After exploring each other's mouths, they both came up for air panting. With a shared look of lust Sam slowly started moving towards a nearby door. He was finding it hard to walk between the continued kisses and sporadic bites being showered on his neck and face. Having a writhing young woman clasped to his upper body wasn't helping either. After what seemed like forever, they pushed their way into the room and slammed the door shut. It was somebody else's bedroom, although neither of them spent much time thinking about whose.
Never once letting go with her legs, Sam's companion soon had his shirt off. Not to be outdone Sam pulled her shirt off and tossed it aside. As he began undoing her bra she pinched his left nipple and followed with her tongue. As she alternated biting and licking his nipple Sam finally got the bra off and began returning the favor. Sam moved his mouth back to hers when she started to moan. He felt the air from her grunt as he pressed her up against the wall. Her breasts and whole body were pressed into his chest and he could feel her hard nipples rubbing against his own. They continued kissing and Sam used their position against the wall to hold her against him as he shoved down his jeans and boxers.
His erect penis came free and began rubbing against the bottom of the soft cotton panties she was wearing beneath her skirt. Sam's right hand slowly made its way down her body, sliding along the side of her breast and finally found its way to the skirt. After a a minute of fumbling, Sam lost his patience and reached under the skirt and just ripped the panties away with a grunt. With nothing blocking him, Sam quickly slid into her and began slowly thrusting in and out. As Sam increased the tempo, his partner's moans followed suit until they both reached their climax together. With one last thrust Sam felt her muscles contracting around his shaft and fingernails digging into his shoulders. At that moment of release Sam and his partner somehow lost their balance and pitched forward. The only thought he had time for was wondering if they had somehow broken through the wall. As Sam felt their bodies falling backwards, he somehow registered the sharp pain to his head and then there was blackness.
The brunette shook her head and untangled herself from Sam. “Not again,” she whispered. She glanced down at Sam and noticed the small bump on his head. At least they had landed in a bed although she really wondered if he would remember how he got there. She hoped not.
“You're going to have to be more careful Kitty,” she said under her breath as she grabbed a random shirt from the closet of the mystery room. With one last glance at Sam she peeked out of the door and then darted out, closing the door behind her.
Sam woke to the sound of a woman's voice yelling at him.
“What the hell are you doing in my bed!”
Sam slowly opened his eyes to see a blond standing over him with an angry look on her face.
“I was sleeping until just now. I'm really sorry.” Sam slipped out of the bed and pulled his pants up in one motion. "Guess I had a little too much to drink last night," Sam said as he finished buttoning his pants. Then he held out his hand in greeting, "I'm Sam."
The blond, whose anger had faded to amusement took his hand. “I'm Jessica. Nice to meet you Sam.”