⤷ ゙Day 9 : denial ˎˊ˗

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Soulless!Sam × partner!user (stable relationship)

Lil summary

Since your boyfriend returned soulless from hell, he cared little or nothing about your relationship. He continued his sexual life, but he was frustrated when he realized you were the only one who made him feel good, and that's all that matters: how good he feels when he's inside you, not how you feel

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When Sam returned from the cage, you knew something was wrong with him. At first, you tried to convince yourself it was just trauma, that it was only a matter of time, and it didn't help that he was pretending so well to be *okay*. But of course, his little act didn't last long. Why, honestly? He couldn't stand always being so *empathetic* and *understanding*.

His best idea was simply to stop pretending. Why pretend so much? He was bothered by not having you around because of a hunt, not because he missed you, but because of the feeling of being inside you, the way you squeezed so tight and panted like a desperate dog. He was looking for a replacement, taking random girls to his motel, but 20 minutes later he'd look at them with disgust and kick them out because they didn't feel good.

So it wasn't a surprise that he broke up with you. Your incessant whines and annoying worries were exhausting him. Honestly, he didn't listen when you tearfully confronted him about all the women he'd slept with while he was out hunting in Kansas. Maybe that's why it wasn't hard for him to dump you from the hotel.

Even sleeping with other girls bored him. He knew he only needed you, but he was probably in another state with Dean now, so he just settled for pictures or audios of you and his hand jerking off, but that soon became useless too.

It wasn't hard for him to come back from the hunt and find your motel. As soon as you opened the door, he caged you with his body against the bed, somehow convincing you to *remember the good times* and you.

His thrusts became unbearable. He could feel you pressing against him, your heat overwhelming his . But when he heard your moans increase, Sam stopped for a moment and gently frowned. "Who do you think you are, finishing before I decide, you dirty bitch? This isn't over yet, and you know it..." He growled against your ear, squeezing your chest with one hand and your dripping genitals with the other.

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I'm a day late, I know 💔