Rainy Days

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"Rain again?" you sigh to yourself as you look out your window. You were hoping to go out and do something fun with your boyfriend, Sam, but it doesn't look like that's gonna happen today. You walk across the room and flop onto your bed. Today is going to be so boring, you can already tell.

Suddenly, the doorbell rings. You make your way downstairs and towards the door. You open it, and see Sam standing there with an umbrella in his left hand, and popcorn and a movie in his right. 

"Hey babe" he smiles.

"Sam!" Your face lights up as you grab the movie and popcorn from him, set it down on the table near the door, and wrap your arms around his neck. 

He puts his free hand around your waist, and even though you never want to let go, it's cold, and your feet are getting wet. "Come on, let's get inside" you say to him. He follows you inside as you close the door. "What movie did you bring?" you ask.

"Oh, Stuck in Love" Sam replies as he grabs your hand and rubs the back of your hand. "Come on, lets go watch it in your room" He smirks at you and turns toward the hall.

You grab the movie and popcorn with your free hand. "Okay!" A big smile appears on your face as he leads you to your room. As you walk into your room, he closes the door behind you. Sam takes the popcorn and movie from you, placing the popcorn on the bedside table. Then, he makes his way over to the DVD player, as you get onto the bed and begin to make yourself comfortable. Once the movie starts playing, Sam joins you. 

As the movie goes on, you notice Sam isn't very interested at all. Suddenly, you feel something on your thigh. You look over, and see sam lightly tracing on your thigh. He looks up and catches your eye, and smirks.

"Should I stop?" He teases, still tracing.

"No, definitely not" You can't help but smile.

"Good" He winks as he focuses back on your thigh. It's nice and relaxing. You get a tingly feeling, but you let him keep going.

At least, you thought you could let him keep going. Soon, it's too much for you. "I can't take it anymore" you say. You grab his face, firmly pressing your lips against his.

He kisses you back. "Thank God, neither can I." he grabs you by the waist and lifts you onto his stomach. You run your hand across his hard stomach, and he intensifies the kiss. The movie comes to an end, but neither of you notice. 

After all, who needs a movie when you've got Sam?

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