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27 | Won't ever hurt me

"Take off your shirt."

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Sam looked up, looking at Carl, "what?"

"Take it off so I can clean you up and check."

Sam swallowed and blinked a few times before slowly grabbing the ends of his shirt and lifting it over his head, taking it off.

Carl looked at Sam and then began to clean his small wounds on his arms and torso.

Sam winced in pain as Carl suddenly touched a hurt, sensitive wound on the side of his stomach.

"Sorry, Sammy."

Sam took a deep inhale, "you're fine, it's just sensitive." He said, he exhaled deeply.

"What happened out there?"

"Me and him fought because-"

Carl shook his head, lifting it up to look at him, "no, I mean, what happened out there? Before Cameron pulled you away?"

Sam looked at him, "what are you talking about?"

Carl looked at him in the eyes, "you don't remember? You called Ron 'dad',"

Sam looked down at his hands, not saying anything.

"You wanna talk about it?"

Sam looked at him, shaking his head lightly, saying that he didn't want to.

Carl nodded as he understood that, he just placed his hand on top of his, looking at him, "you okay?"

Sam looked at him, nodding, "yeah, I'm fine." He smiled softly, placing his free hand on Carl's cheek, looking at him in the eyes.

Carl leaned forward and carefully gave Sam's shoulder a kiss, looking at him, "no more fights, okay? I don't want you to keep getting hurt."

Sam nodded lightly as he stood up carefully to walk over to the door, locking it, he then turned off the light in the room, making it dark, the only light shining into the room from the window was the moon, "everytime I hear or see someone hurting a person I love, I have to fight. It's just what I do." He spoke softly as he walked back over to Carl, sitting back down beside him.

Carl looked at him, smiling at him, "you love me that much?"

"yes. And more."

Carl leaned in and kissed him, pulling away after a second though. Sam looked at him and pulled him into his lap, holding him, placing his hands on Carl's sides, looking at him, "what are you doing?" Carl asked, looking at him.

"Proving how much I love you." Sam said as he leaned in, placing his hands from Carl's side to his cheeks, kissing him.

Carl pulled away and looked at him again, "I don't want to hurt you."

Sam smiled softly, "you won't ever hurt me," Carl smiled back and kissed him again, carefully placing his hand on his neck in a loving manner.

Sam kissed him back, deeply this time, his hands letting go of his cheeks, making their way to the end of Carl's shirt, going up in the shirt and placing his hands onto his bare skin.

Carl exhaled in the kiss as he felt quick shivers all over his body to the feeling of Sam's sudden cold hands touching his bare waist.

Sam chuckled at how Carl was being, he didn't pull away, until a sudden knock came on the locked door.

Sam groaned and pulled away, "go away!"

They heard soft voices speak, then footsteps walk away from the door.

Sam looked at Carl, "that was rude."

"What?"

"Telling them to go away," Carl said, kissing his cheek, looking at him.

"Did you want them to come in and see this?"

"No, but it's-" Carl was interrupted by Sam flipping themselves over, making Sam on top of Carl who was laying on his back, looking up at him.

"What was that for?"

"To make you be quiet and stop talking." Sam whispered, looking down at him.

Carl looked at him in the eyes, "are you drunk?"

Sam rolled his eyes playfully, "I said to stop talking, shorty."

Carl exhaled, chuckled at him, he just raised his hand up, like he was asking the teacher a question at school.

Sam laughed at his boyfriend's silliness, "what is it?"

"One, I'm not short, and two, you didn't answer my question."

"You are short, but what was your question?"

"Are you drunk or something? Your eyes are a little red."

"Maybe, maybe not."

Carl shook his head while smiling softly, "yeah, you are," he said.

"okay, but seriously not a peep out of you."

Carl looked at him, he suddenly smirked as he was getting an idea, he opened his mouth, "peep."

Sam looked at him, "Baby! I said no talking!" He said laughing.

Carl laughed as well, his hands were resting on his torso, looking up at Sam.

Sam grabbed Carl's hands and held them down with his own, locking their fingers, looking down at him in the eyes, making the room go immediately silent.

Carl stopped laughing and stared at Sam, not making a sound, nor speaking.

Sam leaned down close to Carl's ear, "Don't make a sound.. darling." He whispered, he called Carl by the nickname that made him red.

Carl didn't move an inch, he laid still, inhaling deeply as he heard that nickname and began to blush.

Sam lifted his head up and looked at Carl, seeing how red he was he just smirked, "I knew it."

Carl closed his eyes and turned his face to the left from embarrassment, since he couldn't cover his face with his hands and they were being held down, he felt like he couldn't get up, nor speak, which he almost didn't want to.

Sam let go one of Carl's hands and placed his own on his chin, making him face him again, "look at me, Baby." He spoke softly to him, looking down at him.

Carl opened his eyes and looked at him, not saying anything yet, "Don't be embarrassed, it's cute to see you all flustered and red." Sam said as he leaned down again and looked at Carl in the eyes one more time before kissing him deeply, letting go of his chin and holding his free hand again, locking their fingers.

Carl kissed back, he still was blushing but he didn't care anymore, he just was going with whatever Sam was, he didn't care about anything besides that moment.

Sam softly exhaled in the kiss, he then suddenly pulled away and looked at Carl again, "bored?"

Carl shook his head lightly, saying that he wasn't, he bit his lip as he really wanted to say something, but he just swallowed and pushed that thought back.

Sam leaned down and began to kiss and suck onto Carl's neck, teasing him.

Carl exhaled deeply as he turned his head to the side, he knew what Sam was doing, he knew Sam was teasing him for trying to see if he would make a sound, he just pressed his lips into a thin line, trying to not make any sound as even though he really wanted to.

Suddenly after a few seconds, Sam heard a small moan coming from his boyfriend's mouth, he smirked against Carl's neck and lifted his head, looking at Carl in the eyes.

"I win."