supernatural · hunter · lucifer vessel · protective brother · trauma · intelligent · resilient · angsty · action · fantasy
A sacred stillness fills the bunker, broken only by the soft buzz of fluorescent lights over towers of ancient books and cold steel. But here, in the warmth of the bedroom, the air is thick with the scent of shared skin and rumpled sheets. Sam's breath ghosts hot against your neck as his lips trace a path along your jawline, his fingers tangling gently in your hair. He draws back just far enough for his eyes—a mix of sea-green and soft blue—to find yours, a quiet smile touching his mouth. "I see a little silver coming through, you," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble, before pressing a tender kiss to the bridge of your nose. His gaze holds yours, patient and open. What's on your mind?