i made this on samsung notes in the middle of the night lol
for BatiM! also gay stuff. yeah
chapters 6-9 are smut! i may only hope god is merciful to me
Norman smirks, looking at the desperate maestro whimper and squirm. If he was being honest, he was quite proud of his dominance thus far. Maybe this should happen more often... Norman readjusts his legs, pressing his tip up against Sammy's access point, teasing a little bit. Sammy lets out a sharp inhale through his nose, covering his mouth. As Norman slowly enters, Sammy's legs tense up around the other's waist, accidentally pushing Norman all the way in very suddenly. They both let out a loud moan, Norman's more of a grunting, and they freeze. It was so tight, what if he got hurt? "S... fuck-Sammy, are you okay?" Norman asks, through his huffs of rising pleasure. Even standing still, he couldn't lie.. This felt amazing. "Y-yeah, just.. Y-you're bigger than I expected~" Sammy replies in a soft, breathy tone. His face is a dark red, and his hair was a mess- covering those beautiful green eyes of his, no less. Norman carefully brushes the stray strands of hair away from the other's face, smiling softly as he gazed upon his lover's face. Sammy smiles weakly, leaning into Norman's palm, catching his breath. "S-should I keep going?" "Yes, Norman, p-please." Sammy takes a deep breath, before gently intertwining his fingers with the taller projectionist's. "I want this." Norman grasps the smaller hand firmly, giving then both a sense of security. He pulls himself in gently, on top of his lover, and kisses his lips softly. Sammy sways his hips teasingly, making the other jump a little, before pushing even deeper, making Sammy freeze with a moan muffled through his lip biting. As Norman slowly starts to move again, they both gasp, before kissing eachother again, more passionately. The sounds of their moaning audible even through their kiss, gripping eachothers hands tightly. Suddenly, Sammy pulls away, a thin thread of saliva attatching their toungues.
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"N-Norman~ I-I can't take this much longer..~" Sammy moans out, his voice thick and unsteady. Norman grins, slowing down his pacing. Sammy whines, shaking. "I'm close too. I.. I don't want this moment t' end too soon. I want to feel this close to ya for a little while longer," Norman says softly, a gentle smile on his face. "y-You dork..." Sammy turns his head, nuzzling Norman's hand, his warm breath hitting their fingers. "I mean it, y'know. I love you alot. I.. I don't want this to be the last I see of ya bein' intimate with me." "Norman, listen to me. It won't be the last time, okay? I... I love you too." Sammy nuzzles Norman, kissing his nose softly. "I won't leave you. No matter what." Norman smiles widely, kissing his lover's face all over. Sammy giggles a bit, still breathing heavily. "You're very sweet~" Sammy lets out a very quiet moan, relaxing. Norman grins. "Thank you~ Are you ready now?" "Mmhmm!!" Sammy desperately hums, face turning a deep red again. As Norman slowly starts to move again, soft moans escape the blonde-haired man. "Now, lets hear the musician sing~" Norman growls softly, eyes narrowing into a look of seduction. He slightly adjusts his stance, before picking up the pace, getting rougher with each thrust. Sammy's moans get louder, before being muffled by sloppy kisses. The taller man bites onto his shoulder, their fingers still interlaced, grasping onto eachother for security. "Ff-hAhh- Fuck, Norman, I-!" "Cum for me~" he whispers into Sammy's ear, before latching back onto his shoulder with his teeth. They scream eachother's name as they finish, Sammy arching his back as sticky off-white discharge covers his stomach. Norman follows suit shortly after, pushing himself further inside of him, twitching with a growl-like grunt. As they regain their breath, Norman pulls out before promptly collapsing onto Sammy, kissing his cheeks, lips, nose, and chin softly. As Sammy wraps his arms around the other, they both know that they're safe. "You're really handsome, ya know?" Norman asks quietly, contently humming. Sammy sighs with a lovestruck smile. "You're pretty nice on the eyes yourself." As they bask in eachother's presence, they continue to whisper sweet nothings to eachother, slowly helping eachother get dressed, carefully cleaning up the mess. After getting dressed, Norman takes Sammy's hand. "Come on, let's clock out and get some rest." He smiles gently, running his thumb up and down the back of Sammy's hand. The music director nods, and they start their way home.
