#correct answer is collarbones btw but i’m curious
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what do u think are the most attractive bones to see
#this is attraction in the. cannibalism sense and not ed sense okay i prommy#correct answer is collarbones btw but i’m curious#polls#bones
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Well, this is my first attempt at writing something, and it couldn’t be anything else than a Sam X Reader fic. I want to blame @missdictatorme for this. With Love <3 English is not my main Language so it’s full of mistakes, please forgive me. (plus the autocorrects keeps trolling me)
Warnings: mentions of sex
Word Count: 1,948 (is this too long?)
There’s no title because I suck at finding one...
Three friends are in a bar celebrating one of their birthday and there Reader meets Sam.
Chapter 2
You had a horrible week at work, specially a horrible friday. But here you were in a bar club trying to enjoy yourself since it was your bestfriend birthday. She really loved to dance so she wanted to go to a club where she could dance.
Your friends were having a great time while you failed at not thinking in all that bothered you that week, your boss, your clients, your co-workers... You decided it was time for another drink so you went to the bar for something strong. You sat on a stool while you waited for the barman to prepare your drink. You looked at your friends having fun dancing and laughing, you were angry with yourself for being so annoyed. You really liked your job but sometimes it was very difficult, specially when your boss wanted to piss you off or your clients were too demanding...
- Hey Darling! - a random guy suddenly spoke to you. - Can I invite you for a drink? You looked at him, he was young, may be younger than you, he was quite handsome but you weren't into younger boys. - Hi, no thank you, I've just ordered one. - you answered trying to not sound unpolite. At that time the barman gave you your drink. You took it thanking him and went to your friends, but the random guy took your hand. - Come on, why don't you come with me? - You better let me go. - that made you angry. You don't like being touched, specially that way. - Why? We could have a little fun. Seriously, you were not in the mood for that kind of things. - Look, - you begin getting rid of his hand. - I had a shitty week and I'm flattered you want to hang out with me but, really, I'm not in the mood. - Well, I can help you with that. - he took you from your waist and moved you closer to him. You tried to get away from him but his grip was firm. When he tried to kiss you you could only do one thing, so you did it, you spilled your drink on his face, making him getting away and cursing you. He moved his arms trying to reach and to hit you but because the alcohol got in to his eyes he couldn't see you. His friends suddenly appeared laughing and took him to the bathroom. You went to the bar once again to leave your empty vase and ask for another drink. When you reached it, the barman had already prepare your drink. You looked at him surprised. - It's on the house. - he said with an smile. - Nice move. - Thanks. He was getting on my nerve. You looked at him with interest, he was older, he had some wrinkles in his forehead, at the corner of his eyes, at first sight you didn't find him attractive but he got your interest. You notice that in his neck there was a tattoo but you couldn't see it clearly. Now you were curious. He noticed your stare and he chuckle. - Do you like what you see? - he asked. - Yes, - for a moment you imagine yourself biting that neck and when you realised you answered without thinking you tried to correct. - I mean hm I'm curious about your tattoo. "For God Sake, Y/N, what are you thinking about? It must be the alcohol...." He chuckle once again and he opened the collar of his shirt, to easily show you his tattoo. "Damn, that collarbone". You really wanted to bite that neck. - If you are good maybe I'l show my other tattoos. - he said teasing you at seeing your face. - What? - that time it was you who chuckled. - Does this really works? - More often that you can imagine. - he winked to you with an smile. You liked his smile.- I think they are waiting for you. - he said looking behind you.You turned around and saw your friends doing some signs to you to go with them. - Well, hum.... - your turned to the barman for to say goodbye but you realise you didn't know his name and you hope he told you. - Sam. - Well, Sam, thanks for the drink. - you checked on him one last time. - Have a good night. Btw, it's Y/N. - Enjoy your night Y/N. When you reach your friends you couldn't help but look him back, hoping he will look your way. But he wasn't, he was doing his job. - What took your so long? - your friend complained - Anyway you missed how... They told you a funny story that just happened but you weren't really listening so you just pretend to laugh. You danced with your friends but you couldn't help to look one time or another to the bar to see Sam. You wished for crossing his gaze but he was working and he had to attend some customers. You wanted to go there and talk with him. "Damn! What is wrong with you, Y/N? You just met him.. you've drink too much..." Actually it was true, you've just met him, you exchange a few words and you were already fantasizing about him. You didn't find him attrative, at least at the first sight, but there was something that draw you to him. He had some mysterious aura around him. "Damn! Stop it, you are not a teenager!" No, you weren't, you were a grown up woman. And you knew, it wasn't "Love" it was something else. "Ok, you are horny, alcohol makes you horny and he makes you horny..." First step, to admit it. Knowing that, you dediced that tonight you will get into his pants. First, you needed an excuse to go to him, of course, another drink. But.. It was dangerous, you already got 2 drinks and you knew a third one could be disastrous, you didn't want to lose control... specially not in front of him. Asking for a soft drink wasn't an option, he might think you were too... soft and he looked rough, really... rough... sex... "Please, Y/N, focus..." You took so long to decide what to do that one of your friends got you another drink without noticing it. You looked at the bar to see him but, damn! He wasn't there! Where was he? You looked around the bar but you couldn't see him. Was his shift over and went home? - What's wrong with you, Y/N? Are you not enjoying this? - asked your birthday friend when she saw your long face. - Are you still thinking about work? - No, no, it's ok, just a little tired. - you tried to excuse yourself. - I think I'm going to take some fresh air. I'll be right back. You opened the exit door wanting fresh air but the first thing to fill your lungs was smoke. You hated cigarrette smoke, specially when you were drunk, you were ready to throw up when you realise that the focus of that smoke was Sam. He was giving your back so he didn't see you. - Hey! - you said for him to notice you. - Hey! - he turned surprise. - Taking a break? - Yup. - he answered while he threw the cigarette. - You don't look good. - Nope.. I think I've drank too much. - you looked at your drink. - I should stop drinking right now, but my friend just bought it for me... Do you want a sip? - I'm not allowed to drink at work. - Oh yes, of course, sorry... You felt stupid. Silence. That made you more stupid. - I should go inside... - Of course.... - you were disappointed. You had a heavy feeling on your chest. He was keeping his distance, wasn't he? "Oh wait! Maybe he is not into you after all you met him an hour ago, what makes you think that.... Stop! I know where this is going, stop that selfdestroying way of thinkng. You better go inside too and enjoy the night with your friends, after all is one of your bestfriend birthday." At 5AM in the morning you were in the front door of the bar club rubbing your bestfriend back while she was throwing up all the alcohol she drank earlier. Your other friend went home earlier since her boyfriend was waiting for her. You two were the last customers to leave the bar. - Is everything allright? - you heard a voice behind you. You turned to see Sam lighting up a cigarrette. - She drank too much and she is not feeling well. - you explain. - Do you need a ride? Your face lit up. - Do you mind? We are waiting for a taxi from like half an hour ago... and it doesn't look like it will show - I don't mind. I'm going for the car, wait for me here. In less than 5 minutes Sam was in front of you with his old 4x4. He helped you to get your friend on the back seat and you sat with her. - Did you have fun? - he asked while he drove. - Yes, the place is very nice. And except for that accident the night was perfect. I bet from the other side of the bar the view is pretty diferent. He chuckle. - The view is quite interesting, I dare say. You reached your friend house and while you let your friend in her bed Sam was waiting for you to get you home smoking. - I think he likes you. - your friend said suddenly while she curled herself in her bed.- Why do you said that? - you asked surprised. - He was staring at you all night. - That doesn't means anything... - That means a lot, go for it, he is hot. Let's have some fun, Y/N! You couldn't help but let a smile scape your lips and you fill how the blush got to your cheeks when you imagine yourself, with Sam... "That must be alcohol in your veins". You got back to the car and you sat at the front seat by his side. The ride to your home was silent, he didn't say anything and you didn't know what to say. You keep staring at him by the corner of your eye because you didn't want to be so obvious. You needed to do something, and fast, because you were getting near your house and you couldn't keep giving him wrong indications without being suspicious. Your imagination was in wild mode but you couldn't do this or that... he might think you were a perv. Maybe you were. And it was time to show the world.... He suddenly stoped the car and looked at you a little annoyed. - Are you going to tell me your add... But he couldn't finish his question, you took him by surprise, joining your lips to his. He tried to get away from you but you didn't let him. He sudddenly was more receptive and the kiss got more fierce. - I've been waiting all night for this... - you said unfastening you seat belt and getting on top of him.He looked at you amazed but you didn't let him any second without exploring his mouth. You left his mouth and went for his neck, his tattoo and that collarbone that haunted you all night. - Y/N... You ignore him and you continued your job, you started unbuttoning his shirt and your hands began to explore his chest. "Damn! He is toned!" He suddenly push you away. - What's wrong? - you asked innocently. - Sweetheart, you are making me hard. - he admitted. - So, what's the problem....? - We are in the middle of the street and if you want to go on we should better go somewhere, more... private. - That's not a problem, we are in front of my house.
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