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this couldn’t be more accurate

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Bring the mullet back!

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Lando is never going to win a race and you can quote me on that

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~p&co~

part 2

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Hello my loves! I just set up a Wattpad account (@Cherryxopie) if you wouldn’t mind giving it a follow it would mean the world❤️

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Take me home

Summary: After finding your boyfriend with another girl, your best friend Sam is of course there to pick up all the pieces.

Words: 0.9k

It hadn’t been an easy couple of weeks for you to say the least, you and your boyfriend of a year had broke it off after you caught him cheating with a girl he worked with. It had been an emotional rollercoaster of tears and anger but tonight you hoped to put it to the back of your head and enjoy a very much needed night out with your friends.

One of those friends being Sam, your longest friend in-fact. Your mam and his mam are best friends and had been since school so it was inevitable you would both grow up together and become the bestest of friends yourselves.

What you didn’t know is that for the past couple of years Sam had started to see you differently. He’d get nervous around you, always trying to impress you and could never seem to take his eyes off you if you were around him. Then, when you started seeing lads and telling him about flings you would have he soon realised he didn’t want to be just friends anymore, but way more.

He never voiced this though, partly in fear of rejection and partly not wanting to ruin the bond you two had made over the years. So that’s how things went, years of wishing you were his.

“Are you sure about driving tonight, I’ll book us a taxi honestly” You spoke from the passenger side of Sam’s car. He’d promised to be your taxi for the night to make sure you’d have a safe way of getting home. “Yes y/n” he chuckled. “Ask me again and I’ll change me mind” you rolled your eyes at his jokey tone and playfully pushed his arm in response.

Sam pulled you into his shoulder as you walked from the car to meet your friends outside the club. “Behave yourself tonight you” Sam smiled at you, knowing because of your recent breakup your likely to be planning on drinking way into the early morning. “Me? always” you cheekily smirked back at Sam, as you pulled away to embrace your other friends into a hug.

“Y/N you look amazing” your friend Chloe beamed. “It’s the post breakup glow up” your other friend Ella chirped in. Your all soon in the club and safe to say your drowning your sorrows, making the most of random lads buying you drinks, much to Sam’s dismay. His eyes hadn’t left you all night, he was worried about you and knew how vulnerable you are at the minute. A few of the lads could tell he felt tense but when questioned, Sam just put it down to not having a drink due to driving.

Around four shots and two vodka cokes later you stumble to the bar to order another drink. “Hey, you good?” you feel a hand press against your lower back. With relief you look up to see Sam towering over you, checking in on you as always. “You know I’m acc having a great time-“ you slur, leaning closer to Sam’s ear so he can hear you over the music.

In doing this though, over Sam’s shoulder you notice your ex boyfriend Billy stood at the bar, you freeze. “Y/n what’s up?” Sam questions, turning around to see for himself. “Fuck” he mutters under his breath, and before he can suggest you both leave, your ex approach’s the two of you, clearly just as drunk as you are.

“Y/n, why haven’t you been awnsering my messages” Billy asked, grabbing your arm. You couldn’t respond, you just stood there frozen. Sam however had no intention of ignoring the man that had hurt you so badly. “Get the fuck off her” he spat, his protective side taking over. “Didn’t take you long did it” billy drunkenly smirked back at Sam. “My side of the bed was probably still warm” he continued, causing tears to fill in your eyes over how spiteful your ex boyfriend was being.

The rage took over Sam “the fuck did you just say” his hands pushing billy back to remove his grip from you. “Sam stop!” You cry, knowing Sam wouldn’t just stop at pushing him. “Please, just take me home” you continue, now sobbing. By this point your ex had already made his way through the busy club, out of sight. “I just need to go home” you mumble into Sam’s chest as he rubs your back, his eyes scanning the filled room for Billy still. “Please” you protest again looking up at him. Sam looked down at you nodding his head as he wiped a tear from your cheek with his thumb.

The car journey home was silent, you didn’t really know what to say. “You gonna be okay tonight?” Sam looks over at you, as you twiddle your thumbs. “Actually Sam do you think you could stay, I just need someone to be with me” of course Sam didn’t even hesitate to agree on your offer and had you in fluffy pjs and snuggled in a blanket as soon as you both arrived at your apartment.

He wished you two could stay like this forever, wrapped up on the sofa while he stroked your hair, sending you into a needed peaceful sleep. Light snores escaped your lips and Sam couldn’t help but smile, placing a gentle peck on top of your head, he whispered. “I love you so much y/n” hoping that one day he could say it to your face.

Notes: Heya guys! This is quite a short one so I do apologise, hope everyone is well<3

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Lazy days

Summary: Sundays are for relaxing, and Sam wants to make sure that relax is exactly what you do.

Words: 1k

You smile to yourself at the feeling of Sams warm breath tickling the hairs on the back of your neck, his fingers laying gently over your stomach. As you try wriggle out of his grasp it’s evident that despite his deep sleep he doesn’t want his girl going anywhere. “Sam” you groan, “I want a brew” in saying so you move his arm off from around you and make your way downstairs to the kitchen, fully aware your boyfriend would be down to follow you any second, like a little lost puppy.

You were right, not even seconds into the kettle boiling you screech as Sam snakes his bare arms around you, lifting you into the air, spinning you around. “Put me down Samuel” you laugh, attempting to sound stern but failing miserably. “Alright” he smirks, placing you on the kitchen counter, instantly positioning himself between your legs. Before you could even look up at Sam, his lips gently crashed Into yours, he tasted so sweet and as you melted into the kiss your fingers found his hair. He smirked as he placed loose kisses on your lips, that left you wanting more. His right hand cupped your face as his left hand gripped your waist, pulling you in closer to him resulting in there being no space left between you.

The kettle boiled and Sam pulled away from you, resting his hand on your sides. “I’ll have two sugars in mine love” he winks, turning to walk away into the living room. “Your a dickhead” you pout, jumping from the counter, watching Sam walk off. He absolutely loved teasing you, he’d always cave in eventually of course, he couldn’t resist you himself. But there was just something he loved so much about you being so desperate for him that he can’t help himself.

After a shared breakfast on the sofa and three episodes of reality TV you’d come to the collective decision to carry on the day as you’d started; doing absolutely nothing. Sam was obviously delighted with this decision as it meant he could spend all day on his little wind up mission that he’d started back in the kitchen that morning. However little did he know it wouldn’t last as long as he’d hoped, especially after you’d arrived back downstairs from a quick shower in nothing but one of his shirts.

“What?” You question in response to Sam raising both eyebrows at you. “You know what” he sighs back. He was right, you knew exactly why he was looking at you with such lust and would be lying if you said you hadn’t chose such an outfit on purpose. Sam found you attractive in whatever you wore but due to your significant height difference whenever you wore anything of his he’d just melt.

As you selected a new episode of your show Sam placed his head in your lap, a move so subtle even you was unsure if he was doing it on purpose. All morning your need for Sam had been growing and growing and was starting to get too much, especially as he moved his head over your crotch, you felt the need for him to be even closer.

“Sam” you murmur. “Hmm” he responds whilst his fingers trace along your bare thighs. “I need you” you practically whisper, as if your not the only two people in the house. Sam didn’t say anything, just continued drawing circles over your now achy legs, each time getting closer to your core. As your breath hitched and you open your mouth to ask for him a second time, his gentle touches turned into gentle kisses. Kisses that alone were creating a wet mess under the cotten shirt you wore. He positioned himself so he could kiss further up your body, making sure he didn’t leave an inch of your skin, his hand cupped your breasts and his nibbled and sucked at your neck, causing whines to escape your lips. He stopped suddenly, looking straight into your eyes, almost inviting you to beg for him again. “ Please Sam” you whine causing a mischievous smirk to spread across his lip. “Seeing as you asked so nicely” he hums back, already spreading kisses back down your body.

Your body relaxed as you threw your head back, each kiss against your skin creating more heat between your legs. Sam eventually made his way back down to your thighs, repositioning himself on his knees, between your legs. You anticipated yourself for more teasing, something Sam usually takes great joy in doing, however clearly the tension got too much for him at this point as in one motion he pushed the hem of the shirt over your hips and licks up your folds.

The room fills with croaky moans as your breath gets faster, you can’t take your eyes of Sam while his pink lips suck on your clit, even his breath against you causing the most pleasurable sensation, he doesn’t take his lips off you as his hands wander up to your breasts. The combination of Sam eating you out and his fingers lighting playing with and pinching your nipples creates that familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach, you were close, and Sam knew it.

“Please don’t stop” you whined your hands forming a firm grip in Sam’s hair. “Hm but you look so pretty like this y/n” he responded, looking up at you, replacing his tongue with his fingers. His fingers started pumping gently yet quickly inside of you as your legs started to shake. Using his other hand he held your shaking leg down as he hovered his lips over yours, “Let go for me baby” he mumbled into a passionate kiss, causing you to come undone simply by his words.

Your left beneath him panting while he takes his fingers from inside you, bringing them to your mouth, smiling up at him you suck on his fingers, cleaning up the mess you’d made. “Good girl” he responds placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

Notes: Hey guys! Hope everyone has had a lovely Easter 🐣 feel free to send over any requests x

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Thank you so much angel 🥹💘💘💘

Have you got any fave sam writers? I feel like the community is small but idk if I’m not looking in the right places 🥹

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Sorry if I’ve missed anyone, please feel free to add onto this x

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Thank you for the tag @angelinlothian-cha @mylatestobsessionsblog 💖💖💖

I listen to anything and everything but on repeat rn:

1. Murder on the dancefloor ~ Sophie Ellie Bexter

2. Would that I ~ Hozier

3. Spice ~ Sam Fender

4. Dreams ~ The cranberries

5. Dancing shoes ~ Arctic monkeys

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Was tagged by @yellowloid @lalaballa1977 @a-reality-dream to share 5 of my current favourite songs, or most played at the moment in this case.

Thanks you lovelies ❤️

My Mistakes Were Made For You by The Last Shadow Puppets

When The Levee Breaks by Led Zeppelin

Doin' It by Herbie Hancock

Somewhere Only We Know by Keane

Brianstorm by Arctic Monkeys

I feel like everyone's already done this, but if you see this and haven't, please feel free to consider yourself tagged ❤️

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Back home

Summary: You and Sam visit your parents and it brings back all your teenage memories.

Words: 1.2k

You’ve always been a family girl, and as much as you loved living with Sam, you were feeling quite homesick lately and FaceTiming your parents from three hours across the country just wasn’t the same. Sam being your boyfriend of five years knew you better than yourself and could see you were longing to go visit your parents and spend some time at home, so he suggested you both go see them over the weekend, after all he had a week off from gigs and couldn’t think of a better way to spend it than putting a smile back on your face.

“Do you think pickle will remember me?” Sam questioned. “Babe it’s been two months I really don’t think he’s going to of forgotten you already” you chuckled in response. Pickle was your childhood dog that Sam absolutely adored, after all it was the whole reason your parents found out about the two of you back when you was seventeen.

You used to sneak Sam into your house to avoid the ‘no boyfriends til your eighteen’ telling off from your dad. However pickle had other ideas when he woke your parents one night by barking so loud in excitement upon sams arrival, that the two of you were met by your parents at the bottom of the stairs, and that was the first time they met Sam and despite not being best pleased with your sneaking around at first, they had nothing but love for Sam as your relationship continued on.

Sam lifts his hand from your thigh to indicate down the road of your family home. “Nearly there” he announces with a smile on his face. As he pulls into the drive you notice your dad get up from his usual spot on the living room sofa and before you can even get out the car your mum has opened the front door to greet you. “Y/n, Sam your here” your mum smiled, instantly brining you in for a cuddle. “You alright pet” your dad says pulling from a hug and ruffling your hair. Shortly behind you followed Sam with all your bags for the weekend. “You could of helped the poor lad” your dad laughed at you, walking over to your boyfriend to assist him with your excessive amount of luggage. “She’s never been one for packing light has she” your mum teases bringing Sam in for a hug.

You all swiftly move in to the living room where you both plonk down onto the sofa in unison and it’s not long before Pickle had sniffed out your boyfriend and after lots of excited little barks settles on his lap. “Ay you don’t know how much I’ve missed your cuppas y/m/n” Sam beams taking the hot mug from your mums hand gratefully. “Y/n certainly didn’t get her tea making skills from you” he continued, you respond with a light shove and roll of your eyes. “At least I can make a slice of toast without burning it” you respond playfully.

You loved Sam for countless different reasons but this being one of the greatest, he was so close to your family and they loved him almost as much as you do, since the two of you started dating he’d been involved in everything from big family events to Friday night game nights that your aunt would host, and you wouldn’t change it for the world.

After a couple hours of catching up with your parents you decide you want to take a walk through the village with Sam and feed the ducks. Such a simple thing but something that means so much to you, sometimes with your boyfriends fame it meant that you both couldn’t enjoy the little things together without being approached or photographed, so you wanted to take the time to do something you both would do when you were younger. Sam chuckled at the suggestion but of course agreed and you set off with a loaf of bread from your mams cupboard.

“I love you ,ya know” Sam exclaimed, bringing you into his arms whilst you sat on the park bench. You looked up at him, a smile can’t help forming on your lips. “I love you too Samuel” you smirk as he plants a sweet kiss on the tip of your nose. Before he could continue you bounce up taking him by the hand. “Come on, let’s head back, I’ve got a surprise for you later” Sam raised his eyebrows in response, pulling you closer by your hips. “Oh really” he hummed playfully hovering his lips over yours. “Not that kind of surprise Fender, get your mind out the gutter” you laugh gently pushing him away. “Sorry, can’t help it” Sam frowned, like a little kid who’s just been told off.

Same fingers traced the sides of your waist as you lay inbetween his legs, both engrossed in what was on your television of your childhood room. It felt so strange cuddling with Sam in your old room, something you used to do so regularly and now your there again, except five years older and even more in love with him than you was when you first met him back at school.

“I’m starving” Sam groaned into your neck, causing a huff from you in response. “I know love i ordered half an hour ago it shouldn’t be long now” you assured him. “Will you give me a clue at least of what you’ve ordered us” he sighed pulling you onto his lap to straddle him. “No, you can wait” you smile stubbornly, leaning down and pecking his lips. Before you could continue further you hear the doorbell ring, signalling your food arrived. “Right close your eyes I’ll be back in a second” you beam, heading for your bedroom door. “Okay okay”

“And open” you cheer. Excited for your boyfriend to see the food you’d been making him wait for. You had laid the pizza boxes in-front of Sam hoping he’d see the name of the restaurant on the box and recall what you’d done. When you and Sam first met he took you to a pizza restaurant located in the middle of both your houses in your little local village, and ever since it was your go to spot for food together, you we’re probably their most loyal customers. “Your so cute” Sam laughed as he opened his eyes. “Worth the wait?” You questioned. Sam nodded in response already shoving a slice in his mouth.

One thing about you and Sam is you could eat, your both foodies so together absolutely demolished the takeaway in-front of you. However the downfall to this is that you always end up in a food coma and fall fast asleep within twenty minutes, safe to say this time was no different. Sam pulled your throw other the two of you and kissed your head, knowing your now out for the count. He couldn’t help but pull out his phone and snap a photo of you snuggled into him, to then upload on his instagram story with the caption “Sleepy Bairn”He knew you’d kill him for it in the morning, but he couldn’t help himself, he just loved to show of how lucky he was.

Notes: Hey guys, I haven’t posted in literally forever so I hope you all enjoy this very fluffy one shot! x

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Please reblog this if fanfiction has been beneficial to your mental health.

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Doesn’t she

Summary: you and Sam are off for a date night alone without your daughter.

Words: 0.7k

“Daaaaad” your four year old little girl called through the house. “Yes baby” Sam replied, walking through the door of your kitchen, he can’t help but smile at the sight of you and his baby girl sat at the dinner table a plate of pasta and vegetables separating the two of you. “Mummy said I have to eat my broccoli” she huffed in response causing Sam to chuckle. “Well mummy is right” Sam replied, placing himself on the other side of his daughter. She was such a daddy’s girl and always tried her luck with him when she didn’t get her way with you.

You leave the pair to it and make your way to your bedroom to get ready for your date night with Sam, pecking gentle kisses on their heads as you walked past. Turning on the shower you sigh as the warm water hits your back. You can’t help but smile to yourself, it was your favourite sight ever seeing Sam and your baby girl bond so well, like two peas in a pod, your little family is all you’ve ever dreamt off.

You step out the shower, humming along to the music playing from your phone when your interrupted by a little knock on the bathroom door, “mummy I need to brush my teeth” your little girl calls through the wall. “One second baby” you respond, wrapping a towel around your body, opening the door to see her cuddled into Sam’s hip.

Sam carried her into the room, placing her on the bathroom counter whilst you put her toothpaste on her little pink toothbrush for her, Sam takes it from you placing it in her mouth whilst pecking a kiss on her cheek. “Remember princess, brush for two minutes” Sam reminded her whilst moving over to you, rubbing your shoulders. “We better hurry up and get ready, me mam will be here soon” you hum leaning your head back into Sam’s shoulder, realising you only have thirty minutes until your mum arrives to watch y/d/n for the next couple hours. However you could of stayed like that forever. “You mean you better get ready, All I’ve got to do is get changed” he chuckled in response causing you to roll your eyes as you left the room to finish getting ready.

Despite having a child with Sam and being with him over six years you still got those butterflies around him, and they were in full effect as you headed downstairs, excited to spend some alone time with him for what seems like the first time in months. Your little girl was sat at the table with her dad drawing however Sams attention shifted to you the second you stepped foot in your living room, his lips instantly turning to a smirk at the sight of you. You wasn’t overly dressed up, your blue mom jeans fitting your curve’s perfectly whilst your satin shirt shew of your soft collarbones.

“Woahhh” your little girl says running upto you, reaching her arms out for a cuddle. “You look so pretty mummy” she continues. Sam gets up from his seat walking over to his girls smiling. “Doesn’t she just” he says under his breath, darting you a look of lust. “Not as pretty as you baby” you reply to your daughter pecking a kiss on her cheek and rolling your eyes playfully at Sam’s comment.

“Now nanny’s going to be here in five minutes okay and she’s going to look after you and tuck you in bed” you say, trying to prepare y/d/n for the fact you and Sam are heading out. Not that you had to worry, she adored her grandparents so much and knew you and Sam would always be there in the morning when she wakes up.

“Okay but can we have one big cuddle before you go, with daddy too” she responds. Before you could reply Sam had scooped her up and sat with her on the sofa, pulling you into them both by your hand. “Of course we can” Sam beams, showering your little girl in gentle kisses. She giggles uncontrollably as his stubble tickles her face. “Hey, what about mummy’s kisses” you pout at both Sam and your daughter. “Don’t worry you’ll get plenty of them later” Sam smirks in response pulling in closer to his shoulder.

Notes: hey guys! Sorry this is kinda short however in the midst of writing a fairly long angst! Hope everyone is well x

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Hiii are u still writing?

Hello angel, yes I am! Sorry I’ve just had a crazy couple of weeks as it’s been my birthday! But will hopefully have more out this coming week! xxx

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Hello angles, hope everyone is well🫶🏻

I am in the process of a couple one shots! I also take requests and would love to start writing some up, so if anyone has any send them my way✨

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“Hm not nice is it? Not being able to have what you want straight away” is insane 🥵

You’re an incredible writer

Thank you so so much!!! xxx

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Sunburn & Silk dresses

Summary: your on holiday with Sam and he decides to call it an early night, for the both of you.

Words: 1.7k

Rolling over in your shared bed you stretch over and reach out for Sam. You both were currently on holiday with your best friend Molly, and her boyfriend Cal, in the most beautiful Greek island. Admittedly, you’d never been on such a chilled holiday, but spending it with Sam made it even better. “Sam?” you called out once you had registered that you couldn’t feel his touch. “I’m through here” he chuckled in response. “You overslept from your nap babe, we have to leave in half an hour” he continued. Oh shit, you forgot, you had a meal booked for just you and Sam at some posh restaurant you saw while exploring the island, the day before. Truthfully you were looking forward to some time alone together, as much as you love your best friend and her boyfriend you didn’t realise how little time alone you and Sam would get, even moments spent at your villa was as a group of four, dancing around by the pool, or talking the night away.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” You groaned as you approached Sam, he looked so good, leaning against the balcony of your room, wearing nothing but his boxers and a golden tan. “I was going to pet, just you looked so peaceful” Sam smiled down at you as you rubbed circles on his back. “Come get back in bed with me” you whispered against Sam’s ear. He grabbed your wrists in response brining your bodies to collide together, faces centimetres apart. “I can’t, you need to get ready, or we will be late” he smirked, his lips hovering over yours as he spoke, for him to then plant a sweet kiss on your nose. You whined in response, knowing how much Sam enjoyed teasing you like this.

You free yourself from his grip, and head to your bathroom to get ready, Sam couldn’t help but stare at you as you walked away from him. He was in awe of how hot you looked, in his favourite look of yours; a pair of lace knickers and one of his cotton shirts. You were also sporting a nice tan, however Sam loved the little bits of sunburn that brushed your nose and cheeks, he found it adorable.

Sam’s mouth dropped when you entered the bedroom after quickly getting ready, he sat on the edge of the the bed, taking all of you in. He pulled you closer, to stand in-between his legs as he looked up at you, “look at you” he murmured lowly, overwhelmed by how irresistible you looked in your tight fitting, silk cocktail dress, that flowed out so elegantly past your hips. “Who you trying to impress ay?” he smirked jokingly. “Oh, no one that important” you sarcastically replied, leaving a deep kiss against his lips, as you played with the buttons on his loose fitted shirt. “Right let’s go” you laughed.” Before we actually are late” You leant back offering you hand out to Sam, pulling him from his seated position at the edge of the bed, he slapped your arse as you spun around to guid him to the exit of your villa, fearing you’d both never actually make it out of there for your meal.

Yourself and Sam had a lovely time out for food, full of laughter and pointless chit chat, Sam could do that forever with you, just sit and listen to you talk about whatever pops to mind. You both express how good the food was and how full you are now and decide to head back to the villa, expecting Molly and Cal to be waiting for you, for a night of games and drinking by the pool. And you were right, “ah here they are, dirty stop outs” Molly winked at you as you entered the villa. “We’ve been waiting for you for ages” she continued. “Sorry sorry, we were a bit late to our table and had to wait for a taxi back, but we’re here now” you replied, giving your best friend a hug while Sam placed himself next to her boyfriend, them both opening bottles of beer.

“As if we’ve only got two nights left” Molly exclaimed, slurring on her words. As the night continued Molly along with her boyfriend had decided to make the most of the fridge full of alcohol and as a result ended up a fair amount more intoxicated than both you and Sam. You didn’t mind though, everyone was enjoying the night and Sam just got more attractive as the night continued, the moon highlighting his features and his shirt moving with the warm night breeze against his body, you were finding it hard to concentrate. Therefore it was only fair you made Sam just as distracted as you.

Subtly throughout the night you do things that you know will drive him crazy, from suggestive eye contact every now and then, to positioning yourself on his lap during conversations. You know he equally won’t be able to resist you by the end of the night. While sat next to him you run your fingertips across his thigh getting closer to what you wanted by the second. He shot you with a look of both frustration and lust, only encouraging you more.

“I think we’re gonna call it a night” Sam quickly told Cal, whilst grabbing hold of your hand, already half leading you to your room. “Alright mate, see you in the morning for breakfast” he replied while Molly gave you a kiss on the cheek signalling her goodnight. You were worried you came across rude, leaving so abruptly but Molly and Cal were so merry you figured yours and Sam’s absence wouldn’t make all that difference.

The closer you got to your room the more you needed Sam. You didn’t have long to wait though, the second you entered your room the door was slammed shut and you were thrown onto the bed. “It’s been so difficult for me tonight you know” Sam spoke, positioning his body over yours, landing wet kisses in the crook of your neck. “Trying to keep my hands of you ain’t easy at the best of times y/n, especially when your acting like you are” he continues, straddling your hips. You feel your underwear soaking through, beginning to get impatient. “And how have I been acting?” You respond innocently knowing this would set him off even further.

Sam didn’t even reply, he just pushed his body up from the bed and stood at the foot of it, grabbing your legs and dragging your entrance to the foot of the bed also in the process. While still holding your legs in the air he stats kissing down each leg, making you whine out. “Sam please” you moan as his hands make there way up your dress, playing with the fabric on your knickers. “Hm not nice is it? Not being able to have what you want straight away” he smirked, looking up at you through his eyelashes. Without giving you a chance to reply Sam yanked your knickers off over your legs, leaving his face hovering over your heat. You find your hands playing with his hair, hoping it’ll encourage him to give you what you desire.

You threw your head back in pleasure as he took a big lick up your folds, “So wet for me” he smiled. “Hmm Sam” you croaked while he starts placing gentle kisses on your clit, you find yourself gripping onto the bedsheets. Sam notices and grabs your wrists pinning them to your side so all you can do is take the pleasure he’s giving you. While he starts sucking on your clit, your vision goes blurry, overwhelmed with how good his tounge feels, you sit up and look down at him, you have such a good view, but it pushes you over the edge.

“I need you Sam please” you plead. “I need you to fuck me” you continue, short of breath. Without hesitation Sam gets up from his kneeling position and in one swift motion removed your dress from over your head, you return the favour to Sam, removing his shirt. You continue to unbuckle the belt on his shorts when you feel how hard he is under the material. “Oh my god” you gasp, smirking up at him. “It’s what you do to me love” he responded, before kicking of his shorts along with his boxers in the process.

You start running your hand up and down the shaft of his hard length while he spreads kisses all over your chest, an occasional suck on your nipples, making you go crazy. You line up his dick with your entrance and he slowly enters you, burying his head into the crook of your neck. “Shit you feel so good” he pants, thrusting into you deeply. “Sam don’t stop” you beg as you can feel that your close and need to release. As much as Sam would like to tease you all night, he too needed to feel you badly. His thrusts get harder, as does your grip on his shoulders and moans start filling your room. So much so it’s not until after a few seconds later you hear shuffling and movement from outside your door. Shit, Molly and Cal must be making their way to bed. “Sh, your gonna have to be quiet”, Sam half moan, half whispers to your ear. But as you feel your climax approaching it was harder to keep your moans at bay than you thought. As a result Sam covers your mouth with his hand, turning you on even further. By the way that Sam’s thrusts into you have softened and his thighs start to shake, you could tell he was about to cum. “You ready” Sam smirked. You nodded, his hand still covering your mouth to muffle your moans. “Fuck” Sam croaked, as your eyes rolled back at your orgasm, your legs also starting to shake. Sam presses gentle pecks on your lips then climbed off you, the whole time admiring how beautiful you looked, despite your hair being a mess and beads of sweat dripping down your forehead. He moved himself next to you, placing his arm under your head for you to snuggle into, “Fuck I love you” Sam sighed smiling down at you.

Notes: Hey lovelies, this is my first time writing smut so please let me know how it is, also the teaser for “Homesick” looks incredible, can’t wait!

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I’m so excited for your fics! I was just wondering your age? I only follow fic blogs 18+

Heya! Thank you so much <3 I’m 19, turning 20 next month x