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[inquisitor-of-hearts]

Not Even Close (Chapter 5)

Sam Drake/Reader

After a night out you and Sam take the long way home (metaphorically speaking).

Rating: Explicit (NSFW)

Word Count: 1,577

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“I liked it there!” you say as you walk through the streets after your night out.

“I’m happy you did.” Sam comments. “See? I listen. My Baby wants to go dancing, I take her dancing.”

“Yeah, that was very attentive of you.” you praise him.

“If I had known there were so many guys though, I might have looked for another place. Everyone was staring at you.”

“You keep saying that” you laugh as you two walk away from the nightlife district. “I didn’t notice it. I’m quite sure the girls were all crazy about you but they couldn’t stare while I was close.”

“Oh, you’re just saying that.” Sam waves off.

“Absolutely not. I thought you were just saying that about me though.”

“Did you really not notice them gawking at you?”

“I only have eyes for you, darling.” you reassure him with a slight grin and take his hand. He snorts and shakes his head.

“You wanna head home?”

“I think so, I’m tired. I didn’t think you’d dance with me by the way.”

“Is that good or bad?”

“In my book?�� You chuckle. “Good. Very good. As long as it’s only me you’re dancing with.”

“And here I thought I was the jealous one.” Sam remarks.

“Can we agree on us both being the jealous type?” you propose laughing, but the way he gently squeezes your hand catches you off-guard for a second.

“You’re cute” he says quickly, his gaze on you. You realize he means it. Which in turn makes you a little flustered.

“How much did you drink exactly?” you ask playfully, overcoming the intimate moment.

“You saw how much I drank. I had two beers, it has nothing to do with that. But any more than two and I would’ve needed a bathroom break, which means I’d have to leave you alone with the guys eyeing you.”

“Oh, you held back?”

“Only because I didn’t want to leave you alone at the bar”

You feel the heat arising in you. He was so sweet. You remembered all the feelings you had when you first met and got to know each other.

“You’d be lonely without me, right?” he asks quietly. You laugh and hit his arm playfully. As you walk along holding onto his hand, your fingers caress his hand a little.

“The loneliest woman in the world.” you answer at last.

Just as you are about to reach the main street to get a cab, he pulls you back with him, leaving you startled.

“Wha-- Oh, okay” you bring out when he starts walking towards one of the smaller streets again. “Did we forget something?”

Before you know it he pulls you towards a small alley and you are pinned against a brick wall, his body against yours.

“What-- what is this?” You swallow, noticing him looking into your eyes as if he had caught onto you. You become more intimidated as he keeps staring into your eyes in the dark, just a hint of light coming in from the corner of the narrow street. Before you can speak up again, you feel his hands along your hips, the side of his face against yours, lips to your ear, your neck.

“Sam… What are you doing” you ask softly, wondering what got into him. But his hand on your ass makes your mind go blank. With both hands on your behind he lifts you up a little, his hand on your thigh when you’re lifted up enough and you feel his crotch between your legs.

“I want you so bad, Baby” His voice is quiet, grows weak only for a moment as your hips cannot help but move against his.

“God, Baby” he sighs.

“You’re terrible” you whimper, grabbing onto his jacket, pulling him towards you. You stare at each other in the dark before your eyes close and you kiss him again, first gently, then with desire.

“Ah, don’t--” You breathe in sharply, breaking the kiss when you feel his hand slipping beneath the fabric of your pants without even so much as a warning, trying to undo the button. His hand lingers, the fingertips withdraw from the waistline and caress along it instead, just beneath your navel.

“Really want me to stop?” he rasps, searching your gaze again.

You shake your head helplessly while you can barely get a hold of a straight thought in your head.

“I don’t-- but--” you interrupt your own thoughts when your hips move against him and you feel him hard. You watch him undo the button and closure of your pants, then pull them down until your underwear is revealed. He watches your eyes that follow him with patience, then lets his fingers run over the cotton fabric, then lower until they reach the spot.

“Fuck” you moan, feeling the intensity as if he touched you for the first time.

“What got you so excited?” he asks quietly with a one-sided grin.

“You, damnit” you answer, realizing he must have damn well noticed you were getting wet from the excitement.

You pant and whimper, holding onto his shoulders, your fingers digging into the fabric of his clothes as his fingers find their way inside and start moving.

With half-closed eyes you look towards the corner of the street, but it only adds to your arousal. Before you can gain any clarity, he pulls away and twists you around.

“I think that’s wet enough”

“Baby, we can’t just-- I mean--” You look at him over your shoulder, but he pulls out a little plastic wrapper from his pocket.

“Do you always come prepared like that?” You ask with a frown.

“Ever since I know you I don’t leave the house without.” he whispers in a hoarse voice.

“I hope you mean that--” You frown a little. “I hope you mean for me?”

“Of course for you! Who else would I--” He looks at you confused, but then you see the realization on his face and he shakes his head, leaning in to you from behind, kissing your cheek and jaw soothingly.

“Of course for you, baby. You’re the only one.” he reassures you. “I just know wherever we go, I should come prepared for you.”

You close your eyes and enjoy the embrace for a moment, believing him. He acted all tough sometimes but deep down he was so sweet and innocent that he could not even think about how you could have taken it the wrong way because there was no possibility of that. He only ever wanted you, and he kept showing you that, each and every day.

“Let me pull them down a little” he whispers as he holds you from behind, his hands from around your waist now tugging on your jeans once more. “Just a little”

You can sense the smirk on his face just from the way he talks.

“Oh Sam” You sigh as you feel him against your panties. He had already undone his own pants and followed up with the precautions.

With his hands on your hips, caressing and loving, he settles at your entrance once your panties are pushed aside, his lips still kissing the side of your neck.

“Not too loud, okay?” he warns before he enters and stretches you gently.

A soft moan breaks from your lips but you manage to keep it at a low volume. As he starts moving you feel him deeper and so intensely that a few broken off sighs escape your lips.

“Your wet pussy is louder than your voice” he moans as he starts fucking you harder, the sounds of your coming together echoing quietly.

Your breathing becomes erratic, following countless broken sighs and moans. You hold onto the wall in front of you weakly, arching your back to feel more of him.

“Oh Baby, oh God--” he groans while his hips slam against yours restlessly, his fingers digging into your bare skin.

“Oh God” you join him moaning and reach your climax just as he thrusts into you still harder. He watches you come, then with relentless thrusts reaches his own climax. His breathing heavy, he leans his head against your shoulder weakly.

“My God, Baby. I love you.”

You freeze for a moment, then smile as you realize you feel the same.

“I love you too.”

When you reach home and unlock the door, you turn on the lights in the hallway and take off your shoes.

“Did you mean what you said?”

“What? That I love you?” He takes off his shoes, his voice calm. “I did.”

“It’s strange. I felt the same in that moment. And I still do. I always did.” You look at him with an almost dreamy gaze, but with a hint of fear and concern it. “You really feel that way?”

He steps further inside and comes to stand in front of you, looking down at you. His hands wrap around your waist as he speaks.

“I do. And I also always did. There is no way I couldn’t.”

“Show me again. Tell me again. I could hear it a thousand times.”

He smiles so gently when he nods. One of his hands runs up from your waist to cup your face and kiss you so lovingly, so attentively that you feel the sparks in your stomach again.

“I love you” he whispers against your lips. “I’ll tell you as many times as you need to hear it.”

[bananafire11]

More on the tadc horror au of mine. Jax time

[sneckoil]

playing house. when house isn't around. (as overburdened friends do)

[pharawee]

Tattoo x Aran breadcrumbs 🥐

—JACK & JOKER: U Steal My Heart! · Episode 07

[cubbihue]

Heyyyyy I'm fully in love with your itty bittys au. The name, the concept, the art etc. But you might want to change the name because apparently "itty bittys" is the tag for small breasts. You could imagine looking for fan art of a children's show and getting bombarded with nudes is a little startling.

(Btw I love your overly affectionate uncle jorgon so much! May we have some more of jorgon just being affectionate and silly?)

ITS A TAG FOR WHAT. HUH. WHAT. OUGH.

This knowledge has haunted me for weeks. Ever since I got this ask. It’s too late to fix that now. They’re just. Itty Bitty for me :(

ANYWAYS!!!! Jorgen!!! Jorgen loves his nephews. They like being launched from his biceps when he flexed them. Or, well, Timmy likes being launched. Peri, not so much. But Peri’s NOT a crybaby about it!!! He’s being VERY very brave!!!!

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

[ninjasmudge]

i love those goat statues where they have their ribcage out, tear that chest open queen <3

unpainted below bc i like that one too 👇

[kenchann]

jamil-sama...

[dizzybizz]

i scrum so fkn loud at this outfit

[chiptrillino]

...older Fire Lord Zuko with a sheer top and his tits out you say?

ID: three drawings of aged-up zuko from Avatar the last airbender as fire lord. on the left side a full body of zuko front view. In the middle, zuko from the waist up leaning over a cluttered table growling and spitting flames at the viewer. In the third image on the right, zuko from the waist up sits bored and exhausted in his chair. cluttered desk and paperwork in front of him. End ID

I probably did advertise the sheer top wrong! it's more like a robe! just… a bit seethrough… because… you know… self-indulgence…? for me… ? for us? (yes he only has one lense in his his glasses becasue we in the fandom just know why!)

art-blog: chiptrillino-art

[deoidesign]

Doing master studies the only way I know how: Stealing them and making them my guys.

(Barberini Faun)

(The Fallen Angel - Alexandre Cabanel)

(Covent Garden - William Bruce Ellis Rankin)

[zamjd]

@spadillelicious I, indeed, do have a bad case of sunstroke, actually it's really bad one too

AAAAA- HUZZAH

HI HI HI HI SPAD I REALLY LIKE LIKE LIKE UR FIC I LOVE UNHINGED SUN YES *NODS INTENSELY*

OH ALSO SORRY IF SOME LOOKS RLLY BAD CAUSE THEY WERE RENDERED AT 4AM- I needed the ref with me while I render and I can't take gadget to school :C

Also my Freind also like your au AND MADE SUM DRAWINGS HEHEHHEE (Blood warning)

She sadly doesn't have a tumblr so for a surprise I'm sending this to you in her behalf!

[gunsatthaphan]

🏳️‍🌈!!!

[gdn7-dollopole]

I love how Merlin’s way of showing affection is what he got used to while growing up: easy smiles, hugs, words of love and affirmations.

Meanwhile, Arthur’s way of showing affection is punches on the shoulders, gifts, sparring and taking people outside.

But when these two clashes, Arthur is not used to Merlin’s way of showing care, and Merlin doesn’t know what Arthur likes, and what he can do to make him feel better, because Arthur cannot articulate it, since he never had to do it in the first place.

So they’re left with nothing, with a mixture of the two, and they end up not doing anything about what they feel.

Suddenly, Merlin’s typical ways don’t seem to work with Arthur. Viceversa, Arthur’s perhaps harsher ways don’t work with Merlin.

And they’re there, asking themselves what could be done, and whatever is left to do. (fucking)

[forgettable-au]

FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS!

Hii! This is the frequently asked questions post!

This is it for now but I might add more stuff if I keep getting more questions that I feel the need to include :D!!

Before everything, I recommend reading this post if you haven't already! I explain the basics of this AU there and that might have already answered some stuff :>!

This post is for both common questions I keep getting AND things I consider important that all of you know :D

PLS if you have any suggestions for things I should add to this post, tell me!

NOW FOR THE QUESTIONS:

Leaving the link to the theory I'm talking about here! I think this is where I first saw it????but I can't be sure,,,,,

(I really liked it when I saw it, I thought it would be fun to experiment with it in this comic hehe)

[futuristichedge]

Are you tired of being nice? Don't you just want to go ape shit???

[hollypies]

Finally drew something cult of the lamb related!!!

Got hit with a bit of artblock, which sucks :,(

Anyway I looove the fervor fleece it's so cute :)