James Cassells/Sam Bettley (and some Brusnop)

Part 9

So new part, new smut. Now you're warned :3 enjoy the chapter! And I don't know yet if I'll talk about Danny leaving Asking so tell me if I should put it in the story~

James's P.O.V

I sat next to Sam and smiled at him. I kind of intended that I was sorry for everything that happened and hadn't really started but I felt like I owed him some proper apologise. Anyway he's a grown man, we'll both find a girl and it'll be just like before...well I hope it'll be like before. Ben got up and made some more coffee for everyone else. It wasn't even 11a.m and Sam already smelled like cigarette. I sighed and took the cup Ben was handing me, we were at the hotel tonight so I could enjoy tonight fully and maybe bring a girl in the room, well if I'm not sharing rooms with Sam. I probably will.

We arrived at the venue, did all the sound checks that were needed and wait 'til the show. I didn't got distracted because Sam seemed kind of off but he had been pretty quiet today. He was someone discreet so I didn't pay much attention and just let him be, it's not like he needed me or anything. It's not like I needed to be with him either,so it wasn't hard to ignore him, I didn't care about him.

We crashed in a club that looked pretty much like the one we've been to yesterday, same kind of girls, same music. I danced with Ben, had fun with Danny and now I was on a girl, this one was a brunette, she was pretty small next to me but was hot as fuck. I leaned in and murmured in her ear, asking her if she wanted to go back to my place, she smiled and kissed me. We walked out of the bar, I think I saw Sam in front of me, getting out of the bar too but I'm not sure. The girl at my arm, we walked to the hotel, we took the elevator and made out some more in there. When the doors opened I saw Sam but he wasn't alone. He was holding a girl against the wall next to his door, a hand busy between her thighs while the other was trying to open the door. I wasn't even interested in him, I didn't care.

"Seems like your friends having fun too" smiled the girl next to me. I felt jealousy punch me like Ben once did. I looked at her and rolled my eyes, I walked to the door and didn't looked back to her. She tried to pick up my pace to the door but I turned around and offered her my best bitter expression.

"Fuck off, I don't want you anymore" she looked at me shocked but quickly regained her senses and flip me off. I sighed and walked to Sam. He was still struggling between the door and his whore, of course with your tongue down her throat you can't see very well. I took the keys from his hand to open the door for myself, he looked up surprised and then down, embarrassed as hell. He should be. I looked at the girl and she really wasn't that pretty. I looked back to Sam, his hands had left her body, he was looking at his feet.

"Go away" the girl looked at me and Sam did the same. My tone was bitter, angry almost. He gave her a slight smile and she just looked stupidly confused. I took Sam by the hand, pulled him in and slammed the door on this bitch's face. Sam glared at me, he looked like he didn't know where to put himself. I grabbed his wrist and took him to the mirror in the bathroom, I planted myself behind him and lift his head until his neck was showing. He looked at me though the mirror and bite his lip.

"Sam, what are those?" I pointed to the hickeys I made on him, he held a breath and shivered when I trailed my fingers down his throat.

"H-hickeys..." His voice shook as he spoke. My hand wrapped around his throat and he gasped, but pleasantly. He closed his eyes and played with the hem of his shirt, as my hand tighten around his neck some more, he sighed and reopened his eyes, his looked through the mirror was the most lust filled glare I've ever got.

"And those means that you're mine, no one else's" He just nod and kept looking at me through the mirror. It could have been just a moment, but it felt like ages. I sighed, releasing a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. I didn't dare to move, too scared to either prove him right by giving myself to him or just ruining everything forever. I took my decision when I turned him around and pushed him until we reached the sink. I sat him on it and settled between his legs, he was so close, he closed his legs around me and pulled me even closer.

His lips brushed against mine, he let out a shaky breath and pressed his hips to mine. I gasped and laid a hand on his cheek, his look was decomposing me, I could feel his gaze through my soul. I leaned in and pressed my lips to his, he kissed back, his tongue asking the entry to my mouth. I let him and pressed my fingers in his hips, he moved them in pace with our kiss, it was getting heated and out of hands.

My hand slide down his jaw to his neck, my nails dug in his skin and he let out a moan that drove me wild. I bite his lip and carry him against me. With his legs still wrapped to my waist, I walked us to the bed and dropped him on it. I would have smiled at how cute he looked but the hard on in my jeans distracted me from doing so.

I laid on him and kissed him some more, every kiss, every touch felt like fire spreading from my stomach to my chest. I can't feel that way about Sam! I pulled back and got up from the bed, Sam looked up at me, his look was a mix of hurt and confusion. I looked away, jesus christ what am I doing... Sam got on his knees on the bed in front of me and took my hand, gently, like he was scared I was gonna run away. He hugged my waist, his breath hitting my stomach.

"It's okay James" he whispered so softly. I sink in a deep breath and laid a hand on his hair, slightly stroking. He kissed my stomach and his grip on my hips got tighter. I could feel my heart beating faster than my drums, Sam's hands travelled under my shirt, running over my back and scratching now and then. I took my shirt off and his too. He undid my belt and my jeans and kissed lower on my stomach. He smiled and kissed me some more, running his tongue over my tattoos and biting some skin. I shivered and my grip in his hair got tighter. I bite my lip to hold back a moan that might escape. He looked up at me with a slight smirk and slide my boxers down hips. He ran his tongue down to the base of my dick, I moaned and looked down at him. His tongue ran to the tip, then swirled around it, he got enough blowjobs to know what feels good.

"Have you ever done this before?" I said in a slight moan, he looked up and shook his head. Oh. I pulled back but Sam's grip on my hips pulled me closer. He smiled and licked up from the base to the tip, I groaned and my eyes rolled in the back of my head. He took the tip in his mouth and sucked on it, sucking in his cheeks. I moaned and felt my knees go weak. He pulled more in his mouth and my breathing got quicker, he got far enough for it to be pleasant with out him choking (but I wasn't expecting him to deep throat me anyway). He used his hand to pump what couldn't reach and moved his head to work on the rest. I felt my muscles tighten in my stomach, Sam's head bobbed quicker and I let out a growl. He looked up and I swear to god it was the hottest thing I've ever saw. Sam put more pressure in his hand and moved it quicker, I felt myself being brought closer and closer to my climax by the seconds. I moaned Sam's name over and over 'til I felt my stomach tighten to the max and Sam pulled back. I looked down on him and he smiled, still jacking me off. I moaned his name one last time, finally reaching my orgasm. I was panting and almost shaking, I looked at Sam and he smiled back. I reached down and kissed him.

I took the rest of my clothes off and took off Sam's. I kissed him for what felt like an eternity 'til we were too tired to continue, he fell asleep first, leaving me thinking.

I stroked his back with the tip of my fingers, what we just did was a big mistake and there was no way we could erase that. I regretted it deeply enough for the both of us...