Sam Heughan Imagines

📵⚠️ Sam - Lasting Things

WARNINGS: Implied smut

"Ew ew ew!" Your granddaughter cried as she entered your house. You were in the kitchen while your husband Sam was watching his favourite show on the TV.

"Grandma!" Your granddaughter called. You placed down the mixer you were holding and walked into the lounge room. Your granddaughter had just returned from high school. She was in her senior year.

"What's wrong?" You asked as you hugged her.

"My friends are perving on grandpa," She shuddered. "They found...certain scenes from Outlander on YouTube," 

"Huh, sounds just like you y/n," Sam smirked from his armchair

You hit him on the back of his head and glared at him.

"What do you want me to do y/gd/n?"

Your granddaughter huffed and fell onto the couch. "I don't know, it's just...eew,"

You chuckled and sat you on your husband's lap. 

"Well, like I have said," Sam spoke, "anything put on the internet lasts forever,"

"Grandpa, you did Outlander...what - fifty yeas ago?"

"Well, at least you don't have to die your hair grey," You twirled some of his hair around your finger, "it's all natural now,"

Sam squeezed your hips. "Excuse me?"

You smirked and kissed him. "I love you,"

He kissed your harder this time. You held his face while he tried to pull you closer to his body.

"Hell no! I'm grabbing the food and I'm outta here," your granddaughter gagged. Soon you both heard the door slam shut.

"We're alone," Sam whispered seductively. You returned the smirk and walked to the bedroom, Sam trailing after you.