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samandcolbyownme · 9 months ago

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Summary: reader and Sam go to the premiere of their new spicy romance drama.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, movie star!reader, flirting, sexual tension, kissing, hair pulling, biting, scratching, quickie, unprotected car sex, filth

Word count: little over 5k | not edited

There’s a surprise at the end but don’t skip ahead 😉

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"Are you ready for tomorrow?" Sam's voice causes you to jump slightly.

You look over at the balcony next to yours, "Are you?" You smile, turning to face him as you lean against the metal banister.

He leans forward onto his elbows, "I mean, I'm nervous. I can't lie about that."

You nod, "Yeah, about a hundred people are going to watch us-" you put air quotes, "-have sex, with us in the room."

Sam laughs, "Yeah, talk about awkward."

"I agree, but two people denying the love that's obviously there, and finally when they give in.. I think we made a good movie.. all around." You walk over, looking down over the edge, "It's literally midnight and there's photographers?"

Sam looks over, shaking his head as he laughs, "Of course. They're waiting to see if we try and sneak out together."

"Mhm." You sigh, "Well, I'm going to try and get some sleep. Makeup team will be here early."

"Night." Sam says, watching you go into your room. A few seconds later you hear his door shut and you let out a sigh.

The tension was obviously there, but neither one of you wanted to make a move.

You crawl into bed, setting an alarm on your phone before lying down. You toss and turn a few times until you get comfortable enough to drift off to sleep.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

The sound of your alarm blaring, causes a groan to leave your lips. You reach over, searching desperately for your lock button before you sit up.

Your hands move to your face, rubbing your eyes as you try and wake yourself up.

You looked around your quiet and dim hotel room, waiting for the spark to get you to finally get up. You swing your legs over the edge, pushing yourself to stand up.

You walk over to the shower, turning on the water and you wait a few minutes for it to warm up before stripping down and getting in.

It was obvious you grew feelings for your friend and co-star.

That's what made the movie so good, at least, to you it did.

But, Sam felt the same.

As you get out of the shower, there's a knock on your door, "Coming!" You yell out as you wrap a towel around your body.

You walk to the door and Chelsea with her hair and makeup crew are standing there, "Hey, Chels. Come in."

She smiles, flipping on the light switch as she walks in, "So I was thinking of a loose, beach wave curl? Maybe pinning it to the side?"

You nod, "That's fine with me. Whatever you think is best." You laugh and walk over to the chair.

"Oh honey. Were you up all night thinking about that boy again?" Chelsea asks and you whip your head around, "Shush!" You laugh pointing, "His room is next to mine."

"Oh, oh! Sorry." She smirks and shakes her head, "Well fix you right up, honey. Don't you worry."

"I never do." You smile and close your eyes as she starts to blow dry your hair.

Two hours later, she spins you around and you look like a whole new person, "amazing as always."

She smiles and walks over, unzipping the dress bag, "Now did the final touch." She pulls the dress and the hanger out and holds it up, "What do you think?"

"If this is just for the press conference, I'm actually really excited to see my dress for the premiere tonight." You walk over, fingers running over the black fabric of the simple, yet elegant cut out blazer dress.

"Oh yeah, we like to keep things a little bit more casual for the conferences, but for the premiere." She smiles, "You're going to look even more incredible."

"That's what I mean." You shake your head, taking the dress, "I'll be right back."

You go and get changed, looking at yourself in the mirror before you walk back out. The team's jaws drop.

"That looks beautiful on you." Chelsea says, "we do such great work." She laughs slightly, "You're definitely going to have his attention."

She winks and you smirk, leaning in to whisper, "I think I already do."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

"Five minutes! Car is leaving in five minutes!"

There's a knock on your door and you stand up from your chair, smoothing out your dress. You grab your bag, making sure you have everything before walking over to your door.

As you open it and step out, Sam does the same thing.

You turn, facing each other.

A smile grows on your lips as you see him smirk, "Ready?" He extends his arm out and you walk over to him, "As I'll ever be." You laugh, sliding your hand around his arm.

You make your way to the elevator and step on.

The doors close and you just can't take your eyes off of Sam's reflection. You can't get over how good he looks in his outfit - the knit, copper colored short sleeve turtleneck, with the white pants and black boots.

The round, metal, clear frame glasses just complete the look in the best way possible.

"You look beautiful." Sam turns his head, looking down at you. You look away from the elevator doors and up at him, "Oh thank you. You too, uh, I mean. Handsome. You look very handsome, Sam."

He smirks, looking down as the doors open. Both Your's and Sam's security greet you as you walk off.

You walk to the front doors, making your way outside where a bunch of fans and photographers have been waiting hours for you to make your appearance.

"Y/n! Sam!"

"Can you answer some questions!"

"are you off to the conference? Y/n! Y/n!"

"Sam! Are you two dating? Sam, y/n!"

Multiple questions hit you all at once, all you can do is smile and wave as you walk to the car. Sam lets you get in first before getting in next to you.

"That's always crazy." Sam sighs, laughing as he leans forward to watch the crowd walk towards the car as you drive away.

"Yeah, it's always like that." You laugh shaking your head, "Did you hear the one question?"

He shakes his head, looking at you.

You smile, shaking your head, "They asked if we were dating. That's absolutely.. crazy."

"Yeah." Sam laughs slightly, "So crazy."

You chew on the inside of your lip, looking out the window, "So what questions do you think they're going to ask?"

"Definitely about that one particular scene." Sam glances over at you, smirking as he looks away, "It'll probably be the first question of them all."

"Yeah, that's not surprising." You laugh, "I'm actually more nervous than I was up in the hotel room."

Sam lays his hand on yours, "If you get nervous, just look at me." He smiles as you look at him, "I'll be right there."

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You arrive at the venue, Sam stepping out first. He turns around, holding his out to help you out.

You slide your hand in his, the crowd growing louder as you walk with Sam down the carpet towards the stage.

You smile, waving to the fans that showed up.

Stopping for pictures for the photographers, both single shots and shots of you and Sam together.

Your arm is around his waist as his arm crosses over hours to hold you hip tight. He leans in, his voice quiet, "You're doing great."

You smile, looking up at him and the photographers eat it up, "Just like that!"

"Stay like that!

"Perfect chemistry!"

You laugh slightly as you hold your smile, although it wasn't a fake smile.

It was a genuine, real smile because of who was looking back at you.

Sam makes you feel safe and comfortable no matter where you are.

"Alright." The director of the conference walks up to you, "Take your seats. Sam you're in the last seat on the left, y/n." She looks at you, "Right next to him."

You nod, giving her a smile as you make your way to the stage with Sam.

You sit down, giving him a small smile as you see everyone flock to their seats.

Your handed a microphone, along with Sam and everyone else on the stage.

"Alright, everyone." The director, Wendell, walks out into the stage, the crowd clapping as a welcome to him, "Are we ready to begin?"

You fix your posture, sitting up straighter. You wipe your palms on the skirt of your dress and take a deep breath.

"First off, I'd like to introduce the leading people of this movie, Samuel Golbach and Y/N Y/L/N."

You and Sam stand up, waving to the crown and smiling before sitting back down as Wendell introduces the other people on the stage.

"Alright, so without further a do, have at them." He motions to you and Sam, but then brings the mic back to his lips, "But be gentle, I need them at the premiere tonight."

He chuckles and walks to his seat.

All at once, everyone in the crowd raises their hands and Wendell points to a lady in the front, "Go head, miss, pink blouse."

The woman stands up, "Sam, y/n. I know that you two were friends well before booking these roles." She pauses and you and Sam nod, "Did filming the sex scene in this movie affect how you look at each other, or affect your relationship in general?"

"Ooh." Sam sighs with a smile as he looks over at you, "Diving right into it, I see." He chuckles and shakes his head as he looks back to the lady, "Not at all, for me at least. I don't know about her."

He nods to you, laughing as he looks over at you.

You bring the mic up, looking out onto the crowd, "I think Sam and I are pretty much bulletproof, you know? We've been friends for years, ever since my fourth birthday party when I had to invite the whole class."

You laugh, looking over at a smiling Sam, "Nothing really weirds us out. Sam's seen the worst of me and he still calls me his friend so, no. I think we're good, maybe even closer now?"

"Thank you." The lady sits down and a man raises his hand, standing up when Wendell points to him, "I think I'm asking for everyone when I ask, are you guys an official thing? Couple?"

You glance over at Sam and he takes the lead, "Nope. Just friends as of right now."

"As of right now?" The man asks, "Does that mean there's a potential things might happen?"

You laugh slightly, "I think we're just kind of doing our own thing right now, focusing on the PR for this movie, just going with the flow."

"I fully one hundred percent agree." Sam nods, smiling at you before looking back to the crowd.

"Alright, thank you." The guy nods and sits down.

Another man stands up, "How were your feelings when you found out that you two got casted together, with being friends before?"

"I was actually really exited. Y/n is amazing at what she does, I honestly couldn't have picked anyone better for this role. She absolutely smashed it and I knew she was going to." Sam smiles, looking at you.

You smile holding your hand up to block his face, "Don't look at, putting too much pressure on me now." You laugh, dropping your hand, "Um, yeah. I was actually really excited, too. With knowing Sam for a long as I have, it almost felt natural."

"Almost like.. you guys were really together?" The reporter smirks and you laugh slightly, "I mean, in a way, yeah. It more or less felt like our character were really together the whole time, if that makes sense?"

The reporter nods, "Thank you."

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After some time, the questions went to normal questions about the movie and you answered them with more ease than the first couple.

"Alright. So I'm sure we'll be seeing you all at the premier, so until then, let's give these talented people some love." Wendell motions to you all on the stage before he starts to clap.

You all stand up, waving and giving the people praise for being here.

Wendell walks up to you and Sam, "You guys have some time before you need to be at the premier, so just take some time, take a nap, whatever it is you need to do."

"Okay. Sounds good, what time again?" You ask and he looks at you, "Be there by four thirty. Premier is at six, but that'll give you guys time to greet fans and such." He sighs, "You guys are seriously making headlines. I'm so proud of you both."

You smile up at Sam and Sam nods, "Thank you, sir."

Wendell pats his shoulder, "Now go. Take a break."

Sam leads you to the car. The driver opens the door and you get in followed by Sam. Sam gives a wave, smiling before the door is shut, "I'm starving."

You groan, "Oh my gosh. Me too." You look over at him and he looks at you, both saying the same thing, "Pizza?"

You both laugh and nod, again in unison, "Yes!"

You sigh, "Works for me." You lean forward, "Can we stop at that pizza place that's up here on the corner?"

"Of course, miss y/l/n."

You rest your head back, "I'm so excited for this after party tonight."

"Why so you can get drunk?" Sam smirks and you nod, "Well, yeah. How else do you celebrate the release of a new movie?"

"No, you're right." Sam chuckles, "So you don't think our relationship is any different?"

Your mind starts racing, what does he mean by that? Different? As in, I want to be with you, different? I want to have sex with you for real, different?

"No." You shake your head, looking over at him, "Why would it be?"

He shrugs, "I mean-"

The driver cuts off Sam, "We've arrived."

You stare at Sam for a few seconds, seeing if he'll continue, but he doesn't. He just changes the subject, "So just cheese or pepperoni?"

"Um, pepperoni of course." You smile and he rolls his eyes, "Should have known." He winks and gets out, walking around to open your door.

You get out, walking into the building with him.

As you eat your lunch, you just converse back and forth about how you think the premier will go. How blind you'll be afterwards from all the camera flashes.

"I think tonight will go good." You nod, wiping the corner of your mouth with the napkin.

"How so?" Sam asks as he finishes his piece of pizza.

"Because you always make everything better." You smile, "You know how nervous I get and you just.." you wave your hand down once in front of your face, "take it all away."

"When you know someone for long enough, it's easy." He smiles, "You do the same, I was so anxious about answering questions and each time I looked at you I knew exactly what I wanted to say."

You smile, looking down, "So sweet."

He sighs, "I think.. the after party is going to be so much fun."

You nod, "We're always fun when we're drunk."

"If I start wall twerking.. take me home." Sam points to you and you nod, "Got it, boss."

He laughs, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand as he looks at you. You smile, your cheeks turning slightly red, "What?"

He shakes his head, "Nothing."

You smile, standing up, "Come on. We have about three and a half hours to get ready." Sam groans, "Fine, fine."

You make your way back to the hotel, having small talk about your favorite parts of the movies. Basically, rehearsing what you're going to say to the potential questions of the night.

Sam walks you to your door and as he's looking down at you, the tension of sharing a real kiss burning between the two of you, the elevator door opens and our comes Chelsea and her team.

"I'll see you in a few." Sam smiles, "have fun."

You laugh slightly, nodding, "Your team will be up soon, too."

He sighs, "Oh yeah. Don't remind me." He steps back to his door as Chelsea walks up, "Alright. We have only a short amount of time."

"We have three hours?" You laugh and Chelsea looks at you with a serious look, "Like I said, short amount of time. Now scoot."

She cracks a smile and you roll your eyes, laughing as you unlock your door.

"So." She says as the door closes, "Things seem to be heating up between you and Mr. Co-star."

You sit down in the chair, "Mm. I think they've been hot.. we just haven't really had time to think about them until now, you know?"

She nods, brushing your hair, "Exactly."

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"Okay, now.. turn." She steps back and you turn, mouth falling open as you look at yourself in the mirror.

Hair and makeup perfect.

But the backless, v neck, deep rust orange colored dress that fits your body perfectly takes your breath away.

The way it sparkles in the light is just beautiful.

"Oh I love this." You twist to look at the back, "I love this."

Chelsea laughs, "You said that, twice."

"And I'm going to keep saying it." You laugh, "What time is it?"

She smiles as she checks her watch. Her smile fades, "Shit, time for you to go!" She hands you your bag with everything already in it, "Have fun tonight." She winks and walks over to open the door, "Let me know how it goes."

You smile as you walk out, "I will. Don't you worry."

You turn, stopping in your tracks when you see Sam standing there with his mouth slightly open.

"Sam?" You laugh, "You okay? We gotta go."

"They can wait, I just want to look at you for a second." Sam walks over, taking your hand in his so he can spin you around, "This is probably my favorite dress I've seen you in."

Your cheeks grow a darker shade of the pink that's already dashed on them, "Sam." You brush hair from your face and look up at him as he walks in front of you, "You are gorgeous."

His eyes are on yours and you smile, "Thank you."

Chelsea opens the door and Sam rolls his eyes slightly as he looks away.

"What are you still doing here!? Go! Go go!" She shoos you away and Sam sighs as he pulls you with him, "She has the most.. impeccable timing."

You laugh slightly, knowing he's being sarcastic, "Yeah. Tell me about it."

Sam was wearing a black, long sleeve, knit turtle neck and it was tucked into his brown and black, simple plaid dress pants. Same glasses from this morning and black dress shoes.

You step into the elevator, waving to Chelsea as her head is still outside of the door watching you, "Bye!"

She waves, smiling as she shakes her head. The doors close and before you say anything, Sam turns you to him, pointer finger resting gently under your chin as he presses his lips to yours.

Your eyes close as you finally get that first kiss that's been burning to happen.

He leans back, opening his eyes the same time you do and you both smile.

"Sorry I just.. had to do that before anything else interrupted us." He laughs slightly, "I've been thinking about doing it all fucking day."

You shake your head, "Don't ever say sorry for doing that." You pull him back in, your lips going onto his again.

You step back, sliding your hand into arm. You look up at him, bringing your thumb up to wipe away the lipstick that slightly transferred onto his lips.

He smirks and you smile as the doors open. Security greets you, "Ready?"

You and Sam nod, "As ever."

They lead you to the car, smiling and waving to the fans and all before you get in. Sam helps you with your dress and gets in.

The door shuts and you look over at him, "So."

He smirks, moving to lay a hand on your knee that's poking out of the one slit in your dress, "So.."

Your eyes move from his lips to his eyes and you both lean in. Your hands messing up his hair as your fingers comb through it.

His hand slipping under the fabric of your dress to pull you closer by your thigh.

You've been wanting this.

Needing this.

But it wasn't just you.

Sam has been dying to get his hands on you - off camera.

He kisses down your neck, fighting back the urge to leave a mark. He wanted the people to know that you were his, and as much as he wanted to, he didn't want to take away from the big night that surrounds the release of your movie.

"Sam.." you breathe out, "Were almost there."

"Mhm." He kisses back up to your lips, "I know." He presses a few kisses to your lips and leans back, holding your leg over his lap, "So does this mean you're mine now?"

He smirks and you smile, catching your breath, "Oh yeah." You lean in, fixing his hair before pecking his lips, "Wendell was right, we're definitely making headlines."

Sam chuckles fixing your dress, trying to get you to look as normal as you did before you entered the car.

The car comes to a stop and Sam winks at you, "Let's do this, baby."

The door opens, allowing the muffled screams to become loud. Sam steps out, repeating the process of helping you out.

He makes sure you're good before moving out of the way, allowing the public to see you for the first time.

The cameras flash. The people are screaming.

You felt on top of the world, especially with Sam by your side.

You walk up the carpet, Sam's arm around your waist, stopping on the marks for pictures. You'd walk ahead, getting single shots before turning around to wait for Sam.

His hand slips into yours and that causes everyone to become curious.

"Y/n!" The one reporter waves to you. You walk over, Sam still with you and she smiles, "You guys look phenomenal tonight!"

You smile, "Thank you."

Sam nods, "Thank you."

"So I see a little hand holding action, does this mean what I'm assuming everyone else thinks?" She raises a brow and Sam leans in, "I'll just say this." He laughs, "You guys can think what you want, we know what we are."

He winks and the reporter leans back, "Ohhh." She smirks, looking from Sam to you, "Girl. I'm jealous."

You laugh, looking over to see other photographers waiting, "oh, we gotta go."

"Gotta keep the line moving, right?" Sam shrugs with another laugh and you walk away, moving to the next mark.

As you're standing there getting your pictures taken, Sam's hand runs up your bare back, causing a shiver to go down your spine.

You turn your head, looking up at him and without hesitation, his finger is under your chin and his lips are on yours.

The crowd. Goes. Nuts.

Screaming. Crying. Flashes from the cameras. All at once.

You smile within the kiss and turn, "Thank you!" You wave and walk into the theater. Everyone who's sitting down stands up to greet you and Sam, with clapping and whistling.

You smile, waving to everyone in there before making your way to your seats.

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You were smiles the whole time.

"Let's give another round of applause for our leading couple!" Wendell claps and everyone rises to their feet around you and Sam.

Sam leans in, "I think it's a hit." He pecks your cheek, standing up to pull you to your feet. You look around, saying thank you for the people around you.

Everyone was cheering.

You really felt like you were on top of everything now.

"To everyone on the list for the after party.." Wendell says and points, "I'll see ya there." He claps and walks out.

You and Sam spend a few minutes making your way around to people, making small talk and getting praised.

"You guys were absolutely incredible." A woman says taking your hand into hers, "The tension was almost like it was happening in real life and you used that to your advantage. I loved it."

You smile, "We work very well together.." you glance over at Sam, who is smiling huge and taking pictures with a few people, "Don't we?"

She embraces you in a hug and congratulates you again before walking away. You walk over to Sam, snaking your arm around his waist, "Ready? I need to change before we head to the party."

"Chelsea isn't going to be there is she?" He huffs and you laugh, "No. I texted her to just leave my dress on the bed before she left this last time."

"Good. Because I want some time with my girl before we're flocked again." He kisses your head and you walk back out to where the cameras are flashing and people are still screaming.

You nod towards a group of people and he nods. You all over and the fans go wild.

"Hi!" You say as you walk up to them.

You and Sam sign a few things, take some pictures, chit chat for a quick second before making your way back to the car.

As soon as the door is shut, Sam's hands are pulling you to him.

You were basically in his lap.

His hands squeeze your waist as your lips move with his. He moves your hips, causing you to grind down on him.

A low groan escape his lips and you smirk, "Someone's rowdy."

He scoffs, "You have no idea." His lips move down your neck, biting gently as his hand slides up your bare back, pressing into your skin.

He lightly drags his nails down your back and you gasp quietly, exhaling as you tangle your fingers in his hair and tug.

"Do we need to go to the party?" He asks lowly and you smile, "I mean.. we have to make somewhat of an appearance, right?"

"Mmm." He groans, "I want you, so fucking bad."

You glance back, "Take us straight to Jewel's please."

The driver nods and you press the button that puts the partition up. You look back at Sam, "Now we got twenty minutes. Don't make a mess on my dress."

"Deal." He pulls you in, kissing you as your hands move down to undo his belt. His hands slide up your thighs, pushing the fabric of your dress away.

His fingers slip between your legs, rubbing your clit through your panties, "Wet already?"

You unzip his pants, "See for yourself."

You lift up slightly so he can push his pants down, freeing his cock. Your eyes move from his lap to his eyes as you shift forward.

He slides your panties to the side and you sink down onto his cock.

Your mouth falls open, pulling his hair as you feel him stretching you out. His hands grip your wait, pinning your dress up to keep it out of the way.

"Fuck." He breathes out, "Better than pretending. That's for sure." He smiles, bucking his hips up slightly.

You nod, "Oh, yeah. I agree." You whimper as you start to ride him, rising up and sinking back down. You roll your hips, moaning quietly as you rest your forehead against his

He slides a hand up your back, dragging his nails down your back. You tilt your head back, moaning out as his hand wraps around your hair, pulling it to keep it back.

Sam sucks a mark into your neck, moving down a little to suck another one.

You clench around his cock, panting as you feel yourself building up to that knot in your stomach snapping.

He wraps his other arm around your waist, moving to lay you down onto the seat. He picks up the thrusts, groaning into your neck.

"Feels so fucking good." He moans out quietly, "Fuck, baby."

You wrap your leg over his waist as your arms go around his neck, "Fuck, Sam, yes yes yes." You arch your back, head falling back as you fight back from moaning loudly.

"Let go for me, baby." Sam whispers and you look up at him, locking eyes for a second before leaning your head up to close the space between your lips.

You one hand moves to the side of his neck. He swallows your moans with ease as you grow closer and closer.

"Come on, baby. Times almost up." Sam mumbles against your lips, "I wanna get you off first."

That was enough. You throw your head back, moaning as you come undone around him. Pleasure taking over every single inch of your body as you cum.

Sam's quick to follow as his thrusts grow sloppy and slow down gradually.

You feel his cock twitch inside of you and you look up at him, taking a deep breath before kissing him.

"You're absolutely perfect in every. Single. Way." Sam smiles down at you and you can't help but shake your head, "I love you."

He bites his lip, a smile still on his face, "I love you."

There's a knock on the partition, "Pulling up now."

"Shit."

"Fuck."

You and Sam quickly scramble to get fixed, "I'll just go straight to the bathroom." You laugh, "Are you good?"

Sam nods, buckling his belt, "You have no idea." He laughs, brushing his hair with his fingers, "Are you?"

You nod, "Let's go celebrate."

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