"Get off me!" you giggle trying to pull away from sam. he's always tickling you because he likes to torture you.
"Or what?" he questions raising an eyebrow.
"i dont know! i can think under pressure!" youre still giggling. he wraps his arms around your waist, picking you up off the ground and throwing you on the bed. before you can do anything he moves like a ninja on top of you, pinning your arms to the side so you cant move a muscle. "now what? you cant tickle me, my arms are in the way."
he smirks. oh god. not. the. smirk. oh god save my soul. "well-" you cut him off. he may have thought he had the advantage but youre really good at wrestling (😏) . you push your hips up, pushing your trapped hands into the bed, then flip yourself so youre on top. knees by his hips, hands beside his head.
"well what?" you smirk. "think im that easy?"
"nope." he smiles bring his hand up to push your hair behind your ear, sending shivers down your back. "i was hoping though." he laughs.
"shut up." you roll you eyes chuckling a little bit. you get off him and start to walk away. before you get to far he grabs your hand and spins you around so youre facing him.
"make me babe." he whispers leaning closer. you back up. you refuse to break. he can wait. but he keeps going forward till youre up against a wall. "now what?"
"well i could injure you and run, but youre to pretty for that so pl-" he cuts you off by leaning down and kissing you. hard. you dont object you just wrap your arms around his neck. he slides his hands around your waist and picks you up, carrying you to the bed closing his bedroom door on the way. he puts you down at the foot of the bed just long enough for you to do a 180 and push him onto the bed. he slides back so hes sitting in the middle oh the bed. you move so youre sitting on his lap, straddling his hips. this time he starts kissing down your neck and along your collarbone. oh god, you hate him so much, he knows all your soft spots. its happening. you reach under his shirt and pull it over his head. he reaches to unbutton yours as you lean forward so hes lying on the bed and youre on top. you kiss his neck, down his chest stopping just before his boxer line. you look up at him with a smirk before undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. "are you sure?" instead of answering you roll your eyes and kiss him again. he moves his hands down your back till they reach the waist band of your pants, sliding them off.
not long after that, all your are lying on the floor and sam is making you feel really good. really, really fucking good. making you wonder why your waited so long to do this.
long (like really long cause hes really good at it and you dont want him to stop but he gets tired so he has to) after that he pulls out lying down beside you.
"damn, i love you so much, i hope you know that." he smiles looking over at you.
"i know, i love you too." you smile and kiss him lightly before getting up and walking to his closet. "but i love your hoodies more so im stealing one." you grab your favourite and throw it on before climbing back into bed, under the covers, curling up next to him.
"have as many as you want, they look better on you anyways." he kisses your forehead and wraps his arms around you.
