Unchained Melody
By LadyGhostWhisperer
I do not own Supernatural or The Winchester... even though i wish I did... I don't... dammit...

(Song Inspiration Below)

Delilah paced up and down the hallway of the Winchester cabin. It had been two weeks since Dean and Sam had left on what they were told was a routine haunting in Oklahoma. It turned out to be much more then that which prompted the boys to call their father for backup. It had been two days since the phone call from John telling she and Caede that Dean and Sam were on their way home, a little worse for wear.

Oh My Love
My darling…

As she made another track down the hallway, she heard the familiar rumble from the driveway. Her heart began to flutter. She swung the front door open and made her way down the porch steps and into the gravel driveway. She heard Caede come up beside her, and baby Brayden gurgling from her arms.

I hunger for your touch
Long and lonely time…

The impala came to a stop in front of her, its lights blocking her view of the passengers inside. The engine died and the lights blinked out. She made her way to the passenger’s door, it creaked open and Sam unfolded him long frame from the seat. Delilah’s eyes softened. Sam was a mess. A long gash chased its way from temple to cheek, a busted lip and a black eye. She cupped the back of his neck, pulling him into a soft kiss. He wrapped his arms around her tightly as their lips parted she placed her ear to his chest and listened to rhythms of his heart.

And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much…

They didn’t speak until they were in the confines of their bedroom.
“God, Sam I was so worried” Delilah said as he sat on the end of the bed. He gave her a small smile. She pulled out her chest of herbs and balms, and went to work treating his cuts and bruises.

Are you still mine…

She noticed he was holding his side.
“Let me see!” she said taking hold of the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head. A large black bruise had formed on his side. She clucked.
“Got thrown into a bookshelf,” he said wincing as she pressed into the bruise. She grabbed a small jar of pungent sap. She rubbed the thick concoction into the bruise and Sam felt warm radiate into this body. As she put the small jar back into the chest and closed it Sam reached up touching her cheek softly, then clasped her hand pulling her toward him. He caressed his lips across hers as her warm breath trickled across his cheek filling him again with warmth.

I need our love
I need our love
Godspeed our love to me…

He ran his fingers under the hem of her shirt feeling the soft honey skin lying beneath. Pulling the unwanted material over her head he buried his face into her soft stomach, taking in her clean sweet scent. She ran her hand over his muscular shoulders and through his soft hair as he nipped the skin close to the top of her jeans. She toed off her boots, and straddled him. Her lips found his taking his breath away.

Lonely river flow to the sea to the sea
Lonely river flow to the sea…

She wriggled out of her jeans leaving her in nothing but her bra and panties. Sam traced the hollow of her throat with his tongue nipping the soft flesh as he went. He flipped them so that he was now above her, his larger body pushing warmly into hers, overpowering her. She took a deep breath, breathing his sent of vanilla and leather.

Lonely riverside wait for me wait for me
I’ll be coming home wait for me…

Sam pushed off his jeans and boxers and Delilah gasped as his hard length pressed against her thigh. Sam pulled down her bra straps and nuzzled her breast, tracing a tongue around her nipple. She shuddered beneath him, as his hands cupped her breast. He traced his fingers down her stomach and tugged hard at the lace around her panties, She lifted her hips as he pulled them down and off. His warm body hovering over her; shaking with anticipation.

Time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much…

He raised her up unclasping her bras as her overtook her mouth again. He made his way down to part her legs gently. A rough thumb combed through the damp curls as he stroked her tongue with his own. Her hips bucked off of the bed as he worked her already sensitive bundle of nerves. She moaned against his mouth and in response he worked her faster. She crumbled, panting his name. Sam…Sam..

Are you still mine…

He gently positioned himself above her placing a hand under her thigh lifting it higher. He pushed into her, gasping as her warm muscles fluttered around him. He leaned forward placing his forehead against her cheek. He softly thrusted into her as she panted small puffs of breathes against is shoulder. Her hands roamed his back, lean muscle rippling and ddancing beneath her fingertips.

I need our love
Godspeed our love…

His thrust became stronger and deeper as as she wrapped her legs around his waist. A gleam of sweat broke out on his forehead; his hot breathe tickling the fine hair at the nape of her neck. Her hips rose to meet each thrust and she met his eyes. They had darkened with lust, their blues and grays deepening; like the ocean depths. She took his mouth again, tasting the copper, metallic taste that radiated from the small cut on his lip. The bitter taste was overwhelmed by Sam’s own essence as his tongue stroked heavily against hers.

Godspeed your love to me
I need your love…

Sam felt her muscles tightened and flutter around him as she gasped, throwing her head back against the pillow. His own pleasure overwhelmed him. A soft glow emanated around them, as they crumbled together, neither noticing the small inanimate objects levitating from their spaces.

I need your love…

Sam cradled Delilah in his arms as she rested her head against his strong chest. She traced a hand down the side of his face her eyes widening. Even in the dark she could see his cuts and bruises were healed.

Godspeed your love to me…

Inspiration:

Unchained Melody - Sarah McLachlan

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