Mister Softee & I

The Build Up

Sam and Daniel walked hand in hand, their steps synchronized as they ventured into the city's illuminated streets. The night air was alive with anticipation, mirroring the energy that crackled between them. As they strolled through the bustling city, their conversation flowed effortlessly, effortlessly blending humor and vulnerability.

They found themselves laughing at the simplest things, their laughter creating a symphony that echoed through the streets. The weight of their previous reservations began to lift, replaced by a shared excitement and curiosity for what lay ahead. The invisible line that had kept them at a distance was slowly dissolving, replaced by an unspoken agreement to explore the depths of their connection.

Without a specific destination in mind, they allowed the city to guide them. They wandered through dimly lit alleys, discovering hidden gems tucked away from the crowds. They stumbled upon a cozy jazz bar, the music drawing them in like a magnet. They found an intimate corner table, where they could still hear the sultry notes of the saxophone and lose themselves in each other's presence.

As the jazz band played, their eyes met, a silent conversation passing between them. In that moment, the world around them faded, and they existed solely in each other's gaze. The realization of their growing feelings weighed heavy on their hearts, and yet, it felt liberating to embrace the unknown.

Daniel stares, just taking her in at this moment, "Damn, she's really beautiful. I've always known that of course, but it just comes off more effortless now. I want her in my arms." Getting up from his seat, he extends his hand, breaking the silence, his voice a mere whisper against the backdrop of the music. "Can I have this dance?" Sam's heart skipped a beat as she looked into Daniel's eyes, captivated by the tenderness and desire she found there. Without hesitation, she placed her hand in his, feeling a surge of electricity course through her veins as their fingers intertwined.

She rose from her seat, her body drawn to his like a magnet. The sultry melody enveloped them, setting the stage for a moment of sensual intimacy. They moved towards the center of the dimly lit dance floor, their bodies gravitating towards each other as if guided by an invisible force.

As they found their rhythm, their bodies pressed against one another, the heat between them rising with every step. Sam could feel the warmth of Daniel's breath on her skin, sending shivers down her spine. His touch was gentle yet firm, his hand placed firmly on the small of her back, guiding her with a confidence that mirrored his desire. Her thoughts are going haywire, "He knows exactly what he's doing to me, driving me crazy."

Their movements were slow and deliberate, their bodies molded together in perfect harmony. Each step they took created a symphony of sensations, a sensual dance that transcended words. Their eyes remained locked, an unspoken language passing between them, filled with longing and anticipation.

They swayed to the intoxicating rhythm, Sam felt herself surrendering to the moment, allowing her body to melt into Daniel's embrace. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own passionate universe. Daniel's lips brushed against Sam's ear, his voice a husky whisper that sent a shiver down her spine. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to hold you like this," he murmured, his words carrying a mixture of vulnerability and desire.

Sam's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. The intensity of their connection was palpable, drawing them closer with every movement. She could feel the heat of Daniel's body radiating against hers, igniting a fire within that threatened to consume them both.

As the music reached its climax, the world around them blurred into a blur of colors and sounds. Sam's hands instinctively found their way to Daniel's broad shoulders, gripping them tightly as her body pressed against his. The heat between them was undeniable, a magnetic force that defied reason.

And then, in a moment that felt both inevitable and electrifying, their lips collided. It was all consuming, fueled by pent-up desire and aching passion. Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the intoxicating taste of each other, their bodies merging into one. The jazz music continued to serenade them as they kissed, their movements becoming an intricate dance of lips and tongues. They explored each other with a hunger that had long been suppressed, their bodies still swaying to the rhythm.

When they finally pulled apart, their lips still tingling from the intensity of their kiss, they found themselves breathless and craving more. As their eyes met, Sam let out a small chuckle, looking down at her feet. "What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours?" Daniel was curious what sparked that reaction. Looking back up into his eyes, "It's just....that felt new but familiar all at the same time. I mean, I've been kissing you as Olivia for over a year." He smiles, "True, but this right here is real. No scripts to hide behind or cameras in our faces. Just Sam and Daniel."

Wrapping her hands back around his neck, leaning her forehead to his, "That sounds perfect to me," she confessed, her voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "Being with you feels like stepping into a world where everything makes sense. I've tried to fight it, to deny what's between us, but I can't ignore this anymore. I don't want to."

"So we really are going to do this, give us a try?" Daniel asks, wanting to make sure this is what Sam really wants and that they are not just getting caught up in a moment." I never expected this evening to take such a turn," Sam confesses, her voice soft and filled with wonder. "But I'm glad it did." A smile spreads across Daniel's face, his eyes shining with a mix of excitement and relief. He tightens his grip on her hand, the promise of their journey together palpable. He nods his head, "Me too. Wanna head back to the hotel?"

Walking hand in hand, they continue their stroll through the city, the moonlight casting a soft glow on their path. They take in the sights they've never experienced before, feeling the spark of adventure and possibility bubbling within them. As they approach the hotel, a sense of anticipation fills the air.

The moment hangs in the balance as they ride up the elevator, their bodies are pressed closer together. With the ding of the elevator, announcing the arrival of their floor, Sam looks at Daniel, her eyes searching his for reassurance. "Are we going back to our separate rooms?" she asks, her voice laced with a mixture of longing and hope.

Daniel stops, his expression thoughtful. He takes a step closer, his hand gently cupping her cheek. "Sam," he begins, his voice filled with tenderness. "I want to be close to you tonight, to wake up next to you and show you exactly how that gorgeous body of yours is supposed to be treated. But only if you're ready, I'd love for you to join me in my room."

Sam's heart skips a beat at his words. She feels a surge of desire, mingled with a hint of uncertainty. "Jesus. This man is going to bring me to my knees. I want him, but is this too soon?" This is uncharted territory for them, a leap into the unknown. But in Daniel's eyes, she sees a deep longing, a hunger for more than just a momentary fling. And in her own heart, she knows that she wants to take that leap with him.

She smiles, her decision made. She leans in to give him a gentle kiss, "Yes," she says, her voice filled with certainty and a newfound sense of adventure. "Show me."

With their decision made, they continue their making their way to his room. Daniel opens the door, leading her in, and adding a Do Not Disturb sign to the doorknob before closing the door behind him. With that, the world outside fades away.