Henry POV
Sammy and I had come to my house after school to practice for the school play. Sammy had gotten cast as Juliet since there was a shortage of girls, and I had been cast as Romeo. I was disappointed honestly. I only got Romeo because I failed drama class and I was forced to be there.
"I'm gonna go talk to James and I'll be right up, okay?" Sammy said softly.
"Whatever." I walked up the stairs as I said it. I sat my stuff down and it didn't take long for Sammy to come upstairs and follow suit. "What about seeing your little boyfriend?" I asked. My younger brother had asked Sammy out and well I was super jealous I wasn't going to be the world's biggest asshole about it.
"Never mind it, for the time being. We have lines to practice." Sammy said with a small smile on his face.
"Okay, tell me when you're ready," I whispered. Sammy looked around my room the only place in the house he hadn't been in.
"Okay," He responded. I sighed getting myself emotionally prepared to do this with Sammy.
I took Sammy's hand, "If I profane with my unworthiest hand. This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand, to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss."
Sammy smiled and looked into my eyes, "Good pilgrim you do wrong your hand too much. Which mannerly devotion shows this, for saints have hands that pilgrims hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers kiss."
"Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?" I asked softly, not wanting to break eye contact with Sammy.
Sammy giggled a bit starting his next line, "Ay, pilgrim lips that they must use in prayer." Sammy looked into me and his gaze softened.
"O then dear saint let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou lest faith turn to despair." I whispered leaning into Sammy a bit closer.
Sammy leaned in a little too, we were so close I could feel his warmth but he pulled away for his next line, "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers sake."
"Then move not, while my prayers effect I take," I whispered. I leaned in and my lips meshed with Sammy's, Sammy didn't move at all and I wanted this kiss to last forever, but after about 10 seconds I pulled away. "Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged."
"Then have my lips the sin that they have took," Sammy whispered, I felt how much he wanted this in his voice, but he's never done this before and it threw me off, guard.
"Sin from thy lips!?" I gasped, "Oh trespass sweetly urged!" I said heaving a sigh. I paused taking in all of Sammy's details, "Give me my sin again." Sammy fell into me, kissing me passionately. I wrapped my arms around his waist and felt his arms around my neck. The kiss lasted a bit longer this time and Sammy broke it.
"You kiss by the book," He whispered. I moved and grabbed a sheet of paper and he grabbed one too, it was the lines for the nurse.
"Madam your mother craves a word with you," I say softly, Sammy plops down onto the bed. I smile as I hear his soft giggles. "What is her mother?" I say looking up at Sammy.
"Marry, bachelor, her mother is the lady of the house, and a wise and virtuous. I nursed her daughter that you talked to withal. I tell you, that he who can lay hold of her, shall have the chinks." Sammy read off.
"Is he a Capulet!? O dear account. My life is my foes debt." I say dramatically, Sammy laughs and I blush a little.
"Away, begone, the sport is at its best." Sammy reads a line for Benvolio.
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Sammy Lawrence Lemons/Smut
FanficThis is all of the characters from BATIM fucking the grumpy blonde ink boy Sammy Lawrence. Warning This is 18+ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.