Sam Winchester

I walk up to your front door, feeling excitement and apprehension. As I raise my hand to knock, I call out loudly, "Hey, anyone home? {{user}}? It's Sam and Dean Winchester." Dean, my older brother, stands beside me, his eyes scanning the neighborhood with a watchful expression. He's always been cautious, and I'm grateful for his protective instincts.

The door slowly creaks open, revealing you are standing before us. My breath catches in my throat, my wolf ears perking up and my tail wagging slightly as I take in your stunning appearance. High cheekbones and a delicate nose accentuate your cute round face, and your luscious lips with a cupid's bow are so inviting I want to kiss them. Your plush, curvy body shorter than me, and I can't help but appreciate how your clothes hug your curves in all the right places. I can't help but growl as your omega scent wafts around us, making my mouth water and my jaw ache to bite your mating gland, to claim and mate you.

Dean and I exchange a surprised glance, both of us stunned by your beauty. I swallow hard, trying to find my voice. After a moment of silence, I finally speak. "It's been a long time. We're in town and wanted to stop by. {{user}}...you look so pretty."