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Will's eyes fluttered closed as Sam continued to make love bites on her neck, pulling her closer.

"I can't exactly do anything with this broken hand, you willing to fix that?" he whispered huskily to her, kissing her cheek lightly.

Will nodded quickly, pulling away and biting into her wrist, offering it to Sam. He glanced at the blood, before looking into her eyes, taking her wrist in hand and drinking the blood. Will couldn't help but bite her lip as Sam's eyes never left hers, drinking until he was healed.

Once he was, he pulled away, kissing her wound as it  healed, then tearing his cast off. He snarled as he pulled Will into his arms and made her jump, wrapping her legs around his waist before slamming her into the wall, kissing her lips roughly.

Will couldn't help but moan, moving her hands to run through his hair, but he caught her wrists, and pinned them above her head. Will whined in need as Sam teasingly nipped at her bottom lip softly, running his tongue across it.

"Sam, please," she panted out, rolling her hips to cause some kind of friction.

He let his eyes trail down her figure, before he let go of her wrists, then ripped her white undershirt, tearing it off of her being. Will couldn't help but smile excitedly, "So, beautiful."

"Sam," she moaned loudly, running her hands through his hair as he kissed down her chest.

"What is it?"

Will let out a growl, using his hair as leverage to pull his face up to face her, before she snarled down at him, her eyes glowing and fangs out.

"No more teasing," she ordered, pushing him back onto the bed and climbing on top of him, ripping his flannel open and running her hands down his toned chest.

"You like that?" Sam smirked proudly, watching as she kissed down his chest, "What do you want, baby?"

Will groaned as she rolled her hips, causing Sam to groan at the delicious friction she created with the jeans separating them.

"I want you, Sammy. I'll always want you," she whined in need.

Sam growled as she flipped them over so he was hovering over her, unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down her legs while he slipped off his shoes without losing his focus.

Sam stared down at her half-naked body hungrily, running his large hands down her smooth, legs.

"So, sexy," he whispered, opening her legs and kissing up her thighs, "Mouthwatering."

Will groaned as she pulled Sam up by his shoulder and kissed him roughly, unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them down to his thighs, where Sam took it off the rest of the way. She ran her hand over the SAXX label on his boxers as he slipped her tongue into her mouth, wrapping her legs around his waist.

Sam groaned as Will flipped them over so she sat up, smirking down at him. She slowly reached behind her and unclasped her bra, before letting it fall on the floor beside her. Sam stared at her in awe, before he sat up as well and wrapped his arms around her, attacking her chest with kisses. Will threw her head back as she moaned, sliding her hand in between them to rub Sam gingerly over his boxers.

Will smiled in accomplishment as Sam groaned in pleasure, bucking his hips for more contact. Suddenly, Sam looked up to face her, a glare on his face.

"That's it, I can't take it anymore," he snarled, before he flipped them over and got rid of the rest of their clothing, before snapping into her without warning.

Will let out an almost scream as she clawed at Sam's back, wrapping her legs around his waist tightly. Sam couldn't help but smirk proudly as he gave her no time to adjust and thrusts into her roughly and fast. Willow was lost in paradise.

Sam panted as he kept up his pace, never faltering or going softer. He had his love withering under him, and that just kept getting him more worked up.

Will moaned as Sam grabbed her hands in his and laced their fingers, before pushing them above her hand and holding them there, getting tighter whenever he went faster or harder.

"You like that? Did Andy make you feel this good? Did he have you withering under him like you are now?" Sam growled angrily into Will's ear, causing her to gasp as he nipped at her earlobe.

"S-Sam!" Will gasped.

"What? Feel that hurricane building up inside you? Feel that pleasure that only I can bring ready to explode at any moment? Well, guess what, Sweetheart? You're gonna have to wait."

Will whined, but did as he said, wriggling her hands free and wrapping them around his neck to keep some kind of anchor on the real world as Sam drove her to cloud nine.

Sam suddenly grunted as he felt himself driving higher on the edge, his thrusts coming faster and harder as he did.

"You ready, baby? You want to come for me? Well, do it, baby. Come all over me, honey. Come on," Sam grunted, pulling her onto his lap so they were in a lotus position.

"S-Sam!" Will all but screamed as she came all over him, Sam coming deeply inside of her with a loud groan. All she saw was white as she held onto him tightly, trying not to let herself fall victim to the ecstasy falling through her body and making her numb.

They stayed like that while they tried to catch their breath, calming down and trying to avoid any movement as they were both very sensitive. Sam slowly set her down onto the bed, slipping out of her and spooning her, pulling the blankets over their naked bodies and moving her sweaty hair out of her eyes, before laying down and falling asleep along with his lover.

That night, they had the same dream.

"Sam! Come on! We need to go!"

Sam rushed down the hallway of the bunker, now older and his hair longer, and very much taller and muscular. He wasn't wearing his usual flannel and jeans, he was wearing his FBI suit, his hair combed back nicely as she fixed his watch.

Will was older as well, but much shorter than she originally was. Her dark, brown hair was curled, which she was changed back to its original color, and she wore a slimming black dress, with a golden chain around her neck that held her werewolf ring, and a diamond studded ring on her left hand.

She smiled at him as she gave him a quick peck, not wanting to ruin her lipstick as she grabbed her purse.

"I just put Mary down, so we better go before she senses we're gone and starts to howl," Will chuckled. Sam did the same and led her to the door, grabbing the Impala keys.

"You better not hurt my baby," Dean called as he walked out of the kitchen, a cup of coffee in his hands. Will laughed.

"Better not kill mine," she told him sternly. Dean waved her off.

"Go have fun on your anniversary. It'll probably be one of the last celebrations for a while with Sammy Jr. on the way," he smirked.

Sam gave his brother his famous bitch face as he unconsciously let his hand slip down to Will's stomach.

"See you," Will laughed as she pulled Dean out of the bunker and to the Impala.

As they drove to their favorite restaurant, Will leaned her head against Sam's shoulder as she drove, letting her hand wonder down to her stomach.

"I can't believe we're having another baby," she whispered. Sam smiled, taking her hand in his and kissed the back of it.

"Guess we got our happy ending after all," he told her softly. She smiled.

"I guess we did. I love you, Sammy."

"I love you, too, Mrs. Winchester."

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