Okay, something I never tolerate is people sending people death threats. I have seen a ton of people saying that Wyatt Russell (left) the man who plays John Walker(right) in the new Falcon and the Winter Soldier. Is receiving death threats for absolutely no reason, other than DOING his job. If you hate his character, he is doing his job correctly which is to act. That does not give anyone the right to send him death threats. Hate his character, not him.
Hello! I've read all of your Marvel imagines and they're FANTASTIC! Are you taking requests at the moment, because I've thought of some Marvel angst imagines?
Hi lovely! I haven’t been on for ages due to school and everything, so I definitely have some requests to catch up on.
Thank you so much for reading them and I’m thrilled to know you enjoyed them!! Definitely send through your imagines and I’ll try as hard as I can to get them out :)
TRR ask - Do you think Drake ever spoke to Bastien about his feelings for MC? Or do you think he could just tell how Drake felt, catching him looking at her and how protective he is over her? I ask because when she announces they’re engaged, Bastien says he had a hunch that Drake would own up to his feelings sooner or later. It just had me wondering what your opinion was?
Hi lovely! Apologies for reply late, I have not been as active here. This is actually super interesting and it truly got me thinking!! Well thanks for asking for my opinion firstly. I think maybe at first, Bastien only noticed but soon Drake may have spoken about it, maybe not fully but some things here and there since he couldn’t talk to anyone else. This is actually a super interesting thing to think about. What are other people’s thoughts??
I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.
Please, reblog! IIt’s called self defense. Apart from having here, in the US, one of the highest cases of homicide and rape in the world and high rate of GBV, think about how this could help your mother or sister
I am participating in Wacky Drabbles Prompt #54: “Don’t get up. I’ll do it.”
Book: The Nanny Affair
Characters: MC (Brynn [Schuyler, now] Dalton) X m!Sam Dalton; Carter, Mickey, Mason, and OCs (Cindy; daughter Olivia)
Word Count: 1619 (+/-) <–oops! I had a lot to say…
Warning: brief sensuality; angst; discussion of STI’s
A/N: This is a One Shot that takes place 10 years after “the Nanny Affair” (Sam dumps Sofia; Sam marries MC; let the woodland creatures rejoice)
A/N 2: Characters belong to Pixelberry.
The diagnosis echoes into sterile silence as waves of confusion penetrate the dense exam room. She braces her growing bump with her hand as she cautiously steps down from the frigid table. "I’m sorry.“ She shakes her head in disbelief. "I have what?” She snatches the lab report from her obstetrician’s hands, frantically inspecting the record as her eyes glaze with tears. And there it is, tattooed in black and white:
Damn! Oh girl this was definitely a sad and angsty twist!!!! But I love it and want more. Like whatever she does next, I want her to bring all the hell she can find in herself because Sam deserves it. Goodness, he really didn’t get it right this time. Amazing job xx
A/N: And we’re here! The last part!! I have another series in mind for this pair and it has nothing to do with this but has angst! I hope you like this part, I’m quite happy with how it turned out! BTW, Michele Morrone is amazing and I love him so the fact that I can use his as Sam is just my excuse haha.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All characters are owned by PB.
Word count: 1,440
Part 1 (explicit) | Part 2
‘This isn’t going to work, Sam.’
‘Maybe it will though. Be positive, Dakota!’ Dakota rolled her eyes at Sam but smiled softly. She held Sam’s hand in the back of the Uber as they made their way home. She knew that this plan was ridiculous and may not work at all, but a small part of her wanted to hope that it would. She knew Sophia had plans to get rid of her once she had control over Dakota, and there were many reasons as to why she wanted to stay; her priority was the boys, she had fallen in love with Mason and Mickey and their perfect ways. She loved how crazy and hyper they could be, but how their love for their dad and her now, was a huge priority of theirs. Her second reason was her feelings towards Sam; she had never felt this intensity before and she really wanted to delve deeper and explore what was happening. This was a lifestyle she liked and although she had plans to start working in a chemistry lab soon, she would postpone that for Mason and Mickey if Sam wanted her to stay.
As the car stopped outside the building, Dakota looked at Sam. ‘If this doesn’t work, what do we do?’ Sam sighed.
‘We figure it out.’ Dakota nodded before getting out. Her heart thumped as she got into the elevator. Sophia was waiting up there for Sam and her. She was about to fully expose herself to a woman she really hadn’t taken to. Sam squeezed her hand, trying to reassure her. As the door opened into their apartment, Dakota took a deep breath. She plastered a smile onto her face and left the elevator, and was met with Mason and Mickey laughing at something Carter had said.
‘We’re back!’ She hadn’t realised how late it would be when they got back, but it was almost bedtime for the two youngsters.
‘Hey, Dakota! Carter just told us the funniest thing.’ Mickey said laughing.
‘You must tell me! But before you do, is Sophia here?’
‘Dad’s office.’ She thanked the boys and promised to be back to hear their story before following Sam into his office.
‘Sam, Dakota. What’s this about? Are you leaving? So sorry to hear that.’ Dakota rolled her eyes. Sam sat at his desk and indicated for both the ladies to sit opposite him.
‘No, Dakota will not be leaving us. I did inform her however, that you found out about our…complicated mess.’
‘It’s not complicated, Sam. Do whatever or whoever you want, just not the help. Look, I might not be in love with you, but I do have somewhat of a heart and your boys, don’t deserve to be put through the inevitable. If anyone finds out about you and her, they will suffer and you know I’m right. I am not calling this wedding off and I won’t tell you that you can’t sleep with someone, by all means you can even be with Dakota here in the privacy of your home, but you’re weirdly close with her in public. Face the facts, Sam. If you keep up with what you’re doing, you’re going to hurt your father and your boys, as well as your family name. You do that, we get divorced, your boys are left resenting you and Dakota will probably leave too.’ Sophia got up. ‘I don’t want to hear anything else okay? Just consider what I’m saying and do whatever you decide you want to do.’ She made her exit, leaving Sam and Dakota alone in the office.
‘She’s not wrong, Sam. Mason and Mickey see you as their hero, you don’t want to change that. The way we’re doing this is so wrong! I don’t want to do this if it’s at the expense of your entire family.’ Sam just nodded, no eye contact was accompanied with that nod. ‘Sam?’
‘She’s right. I care about you, Dakota. I do, deeply. But I got caught up in this and I started acting like I did when I was fresh out of college, still in college even, and I have two boys I need to think about. So, we need to set new ground rules.’ Dakota nodded. Her heart slightly sank, she couldn’t lie and say she didn’t want Sam to at least fight for them, but he was right, they weren’t teenagers and they couldn’t act without consequences. No one could clean up their messes, they had to figure it all out.
‘No sleeping together anymore?’ She added that to ease the tension a little but there was a regretful look in Sam’s eyes.
‘I’m going to find you a new apartment, even if it’s in this building, and you’re going to live there. Your hours will be 7-10, unless I work late or start early, then I will inform you either the night before or during the day.’
‘Sam, hold on I—’
‘—I’ll pay for your accommodation for the next 6 months as I know I pay you enough to pay for your own home, and if the prices are too expensive we can talk about a reasonable pay rise. Carter will still be available to you of course, and the boys won’t know that anything major has changed. I will definitely try first to find a spare apartment here for you.’
‘Sam—’
‘You’re allowed to knock off for the day. Tell the boys I’ll read them a book before bed and I’ll see you tomorrow.’ Sam stood up to open the door for Dakota to leave.
‘Now just hold on, Sam—’
‘Dakota—’
‘No! No more interrupting. Let me speak! I’m not just someone that works for you that you can boss around.’
‘Actually—’
‘Oh my God! Just shut up and listen to me!’ Dakota hadn’t meant to raise her voice like she did, but it definitely got her the attention she wanted. He sat back down and Dakota sighed. ‘Thank you. Now as I was about to say, I understand where you’re coming from and I agree with Sophia, there are some things that we shouldn’t be doing. Fucking every opportunity we have is one of them.’ The calmness of her voice was eery to her so she didn’t doubt it was weird for Sam either. ‘However—’
‘No, no however—’
‘I swear to God, Sam, if you keep interrupting me I will gag you and tie you up, and I mean that in the least sexual way possible.’ He held his hands up in surrender and let her continue. ‘However, we are grown ass adults. We shouldn’t need an entire floor and apartment separating us to control ourselves! We want normal for Mason and Mickey, then let’s keep it normal. No more fucking, no more midnight munchies dates, no more alone time that could end in us tearing our clothes off. We can behave and figure all this out without distributing the routine the boys and I have created. I work for you, and we need to remember that. You’re a grown man, Sam, and I’m tired of playing games. If you want something real, I’m here when you’re ready. But I don’t want to keep hiding and pretending everything is something it’s not. Want to let your life slip away and do what you’re told for the rest of your life, do it. Self control and adult decisions, Sam, learn what those are and then come and find me.’ With that said, Dakota stood up and walked to the door. ‘I’ll let the boys know that you’ll read them their book tonight. Goodnight.’ She opened the door, walked out and shut it behind her. Her heart felt heavy, but she also knew she made the right decision. She shrugged the sad thoughts away and focused on her job; looking after Mason and Mickey. She was met with two pairs of sad eyes when she saw the boys. ‘What’s wrong?’
‘Are you gonna leave?’ Mason asked quietly.
‘No! No way! Your dad and I were just talking about some grown up stuff, but don’t worry, everything is fixed. Now why don’t I tuck you into bed, you can tell me your funny story and then your dad will read you a book.’ She smiled as the boys cheered; this helped remind her of her responsibility. She couldn’t lose focus when these two boys relied on her and Sam individually. What would happen next, was up to him, but as for right now, her plans for the next few years was to find her dream job and let all this be a life lesson.
NOOOOOOOO! WHAT?! “We–” WHAT?! *throws a tantrum* Friggin Sam… he really thinks he can just cutesy himself into Dakota’s good graces… stay strong, girl! Go after Marco– you just met him, and he already knows your worth! 🤣 I love how you portray Dakota’s turmoil of “I hate you… I love you…” hindsight always 20/20, but when it comes to matters of our own heart… Gosh, it is hard to tear away– especially when dealing with a narcissist. Great job! 🖤🖤🖤
@txemrn OMG, this made me smile and laugh! Thank you so so much! I mean, Marco needed to be added, love Carter but that man does not need to be the only one cheering up Dakota! I’m glad that you think I’ve done a good job and portrayed Dakota (MC) well because I just feel like I have a love hate feeling towards Sam myself 😂
Thank you so much for reading this and if you want to be added to my taglist for the next part and/or my other Sam fics, let me know! (I can promise you, I have so many angst ideas and I do not hold back haha) xx
Disclaimer: I do not own all these characters, only most of the plot! Everything else belongs to PB.
Word Count: 1,233
Almost three weeks after Dakota was shot down by Sam, it was time for him to do a fitting for his wedding suit. She still worked for him, but she avoided him at all costs. She acted as though everything was fine in front of her two favourite young boys, but otherwise she called Sam by his last name and no longer held eye contact with him. It pained her heart to look at him because she knew he had never felt what she thought he had, and when she thought about what he told her, it broke her inside again, so she buried herself in work. She made sure there was always something to clean up, or cook, or that the boys were busy for as long as she could keep them. When Sofia came over, Dakota left the room straight away and every time she did, she saw a smirk on Sofia’s face. Today was meant to be packed with planned things to keep Dakota, Mason and Mickey occupied for a while, though, her plans changed when Sam walked into her room.
‘Miss Arden, do you mind if I speak with you?’ Dakota lost her voice, she just stared at him before she nodded her head and said yes.
‘I told you to call me Dakota. It’s strange for the boys.’ Sam chuckled and entered her room before closing the door.
‘I need a favour, Dakota.’ She gulped as she let her eyes roam over him.
‘What is it?’ Sam sat down on her bed and looked at her desperately.
‘My suit fitting. I want a woman’s opinion and Sofia is busy, so I thought maybe you could tag along and tell me if you like it?’ She hated what her answer was about to be but what else did she have to lose.
‘Who will look after the boys?’
‘Carter.’
‘Then yes. It’d be a pleasure to see your wedding suit. I’ll be sure to think about Sofia when I see it.’ Sam smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. She tried to shrug it off but it was going to bother her for a while.
‘I’ll be ready to leave in about ten minutes if that works for you?’ Dakota nodded before Sam allowed himself out of her room. She had royally screwed up because seeing Sam in the suit which he would be wearing to get married to someone she really didn’t like, would hurt her more than she would have ever admitted out loud. Dakota put on a pair of black pants and a brown top with heels and left her room; she was met with a smiling Sam hugging Mason and Mickey.
‘Are you ready to leave, Mr Dalton?’ She caught Sam’s attention with her monotoned question. She looked at the boys and smiled widely at them. ‘You gonna let me leave without a hug?’ The boys laughed and ran to her before hugging her tightly.
‘Have fun, Dakota!’ Mason said with a smile.
‘Don’t give Carter a hard time now. I’ll be back later.’ They nodded as the elevator door opened before Sam and her got in.
‘Stealing my job of parenting, Dakota.’ She wanted to laugh but she also didn’t want to give into any moments they could have. She smiled instead, before speaking semi seriously.
‘If I ever overstep again, let me know.’ They both knew Dakota had used it as a dig to what happened prior, but that was the end of whatever conversation there may have been. They got inside an uber instead of their usual limo and went to the tailor. Sam helped Dakota out of the car and she thanked him before allowing him to lead the way.
When they entered, an older looking Italian man greeted Sam with a warm welcome and smiled at Dakota. ‘Ciao signorina! Sam, who is this?’
‘This is Dakota my—’ Dakota was curious as to what he would use to finish that sentence; friend, colleague, family, ‘—kids nanny. She’s here today to help me out with the finalising of the suit.’ It broke her heart to know that she wasn’t anything more than Mason And Mickey’s nanny to Sam anymore, maybe ever, but she pushed the though aside.
‘I’m Marco, pleasure to meet you, Dakota!’
‘Please, the pleasure is all mine!’ This man helped lift her spirits so quickly. ‘Let’s see what you’ve put together for my boss, shall we!?’ It took about ten minutes for Sam to put the suit on but when he showed her the fully finished look, her heart stopped. ‘You look good. I’m sure the cameras and Sophia will love it.’ She knew she loved it.
‘Thank you, but do you like it?’ Dakota locked eyes with Sam and smiled. She was going to let her guard down for a bit and enjoy this moment; savour it.
‘I do. It looks really good on you, fits well. Sophia is a lucky woman.’ Sam let sadness wash over his facial features muttering ‘she sure is’.
‘Signorina! Would you do us a favour?’ Dakota nodded with a smile. ‘I have a gorgeous wedding dress for you!’ Before Dakota could voice her confusion, Sam spoke up.
‘Marco, that’s not necessary.’
‘Yes it is! Please, allow me to see what a bride and this lovely groom will look like!’ She wasn’t sure how she could turn down this bubbly man. As Dakota followed Marco into the fitting room he looked her over. ‘You seem much more Sam’s type, Dakota. I don’t mean to make things awkward but I can clearly see there is, or at least was, something between you both.’ Dakota was about to respond when he pulled the curtain to her fitting room closed. ‘If you need help, let Melinda know!’
The dress fit Dakota like it was made for her. It was easy for her to put on and it made her feel special. As she left and came into view of Sam, he lost all ability to talk. ‘This is nothing like what Sophia would wear, but I hope it helps the picture.’
‘You’re gorgeous, Dakota.’ Sam finally managed to say.
‘He’s not wrong, signorina. Please stand next to him up there and the Sam, you can tell me if you like what the wedding suit looks like and I’ll take the dress back and you can take the suit home!’ Dakota stepped up onto the step next to Sam and Marco fixed up the back of her dress. ‘Perfecto! Well, what do you think, Sam?’ Sam made eye contact with Dakota through the mirror.
‘I love it. It’s amazing. Nothing could ever be better and it would be a huge mistake to not choose to have this.’
‘Amazing! I’m going to put everything in and I’ll be back in ten minutes!’ Dakota nodded and tried to step down, but Sam caught her wrist.
‘Sam—’
‘I can’t keep doing this to you. Sophia knows, Dakota. She knows about that night and she threatened to share the affair with the public. If it was just me, I wouldn’t care but I had to look after Mason and Mickey. I’m so sorry.’ Dakota smiled warmly at Sam.
‘It’s okay. I mean maybe not entirely OK because you should have told me instead of hurting me, but I get it. So what next?’ Sam looked at her with confidence.
A/N: Hey! So it’s been a while. This is the first time I’ve ever written something erotic so please bear with me. It’s not great, I haven’t re-read anything. I cringe too much if I do, but I swear if this isn’t for you there will be two other parts with none so thank you xx I’d also like to add this to the #julychoiceschallenge hosted by @samgtt700, for day 25 (prompt lace). Thanks for telling me about it, lovely! <3
Rating: Matureeeeee!! Please if you are under 18 proceed at your own risk. I’m not stupid, if you’re under 18 you may be reading this, so if you are under 15-16, DO NOT CONTINUE, and if you do, you were warned.
Disclaimer: I do not own all these characters, only most of the plot! Everything else belongs to PB.
Word Count: 2,221
It hadn’t been too long since Dakota and Sam decided to take their…complicated relationship, to the next level. After that, Dakota knew things could possibly get bad, but they didn’t. They hadn’t slept together since then, but the connection between them had deepened. The only downside to everything was that Sofia was around a lot more often so even if she did want to sleep with Sam again, she rarely got any time alone with him. Tonight, Sam was working late so putting the boys to bed was harder because they wanted to say goodnight first. After what what felt like forever, and five books later, Dakota had finally managed to get Mason and Mickey to fall asleep. As she softly and carefully closed their room door, she bumped into a very tired looking Sam. His hair was a mess, his tie was half done and his shirt was untucked.
‘Hey, are you okay?’ He continued to walk to the kitchen with a sigh. Dakota followed behind him, and stood next to him when he placed his hands on the counter. ‘What happened, Sam?’ He looked at her and she could see some of his anger go away as he locked eyes with her.
‘I found out today, that Sofia, wants us to have a baby once we’re married. To make it seem “legit”.’ His tone was a mix of frustration and worry. Dakota placed her hands on Sam’s chest and she could feel his heart beating above what it should be.
‘Ok, breathe, Sam.’
‘How can I—’
‘Just breathe. In and out, real slow.’ Sam smirked at Dakota’s words.
‘I can think of something else we can do like that.’ He brushed some of the hair away from her face, revealing a deep blush on her cheeks.
‘First, before anything else, talk to me.’ She offered a gentle smile and realised her hands were still on his chest. As she went to pull them away, he took her hands in his.
‘I want to see you under me.’ Dakota laughed slightly.
‘Not dirty. Talk to me about what happened.’ Sam sighed again before letting go of her hands and leaning on the counter.
‘Basically, I spent over an hour on the phone arguing with Sofia on why when we get married, I don’t want another child. I mean, that isn’t necessary.’ Dakota hummed in response as she let her mind wander a bit. She knew she was stupid to even imagine any sort of future with her engaged boss, but, she did let herself have the imagined future of them being together and maybe having one or two children together, maybe two girls to balance out the testosterone in the house, maybe buy their own home. Her taking the boys to her lab sometimes so that they could learn how to make things explode in a fun but safe way. Sam noticed her drift away and he slowly let his hand rest on her arm. ‘Where’d your mind go?’ Dakota smiled shyly before asking him,
‘Would you ever want more kids? Take Sofia out of your future and place the right person there. Would you ever consider having another baby?’ Sam smiled down at Dakota. His hand moved slowly up her arm until he reached her neck. He drew gentle circles on her jaw as he let himself drown in her gaze.
‘If I could be with someone who made me feel alive and loved and got along with my boys. Someone that Mason and Mickey adored too. Definitely a woman that can keep up with me in every way.’ He smirked. ‘If I could just be with someone I loved, I would absolutely consider having a bigger family with her.’ She knew he was talking about her, it was so crystal clear in her eyes. She scared herself though, because she knew she was falling in love with him. Only once ever before, had she fallen in love with someone, but even then it had not felt like this. Sam made her feel like she was worth every second they spent together. ‘Do you want kids?’ It was a question that caught her off guard but it made her feel warm inside.
‘If I was with the right person, for sure.’ She smiled at Sam. Her heart rate sped up as she felt Sam’s other hand touch her waist before he pulled her closer to him. ‘We shouldn’t.’ Dakota whispered.
‘Then tell me to stop.’ His eyes flicked from her eyes to her lips then back again. He lifted her chin up with his hand that was on her jaw and guided her into a soft kiss. Her arms went around his neck in lightning speed and he quickly changed the position of his hands to cup her ass and pick her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and quickly pulled his lips onto hers. It was as though the world was behind them and nothing else mattered.
‘What if the boys see us?’ She whispered with a heavy breath. He kissed her neck and turned around with her still in his arms.
‘They won’t.’ He turned off the lights and went to his room and shut the door. As much as Dakota wanted to take it in, all she really cared about taking in, was Sam. She kissed him hard before he put her down. She turned around for him to take off her dress. As he unzipped her, he delicately kissed the newly exposed skin until he got to the end and let the fabric drop to the floor. She turned around, glad the light was not on as she had bright red cheeks. It was Sam’s turn to be relieved of his clothes, especially his quickly tightening pants. She did what he did to her back, except to his chest as she took off his shirt, button by button. As soon as his clothes were gone, he almost pounced on her like she was the prey and he the predator. He bit her lip gently after kissing her deeply which made her moan in pleasure. ‘You need to be as quiet as possible.’ She smirked.
‘You may need to make me.’ He growled.
‘Don’t tempt me.’ Her breath caught in her throat as she saw and heard his intensity. It made her belly do a flip and made her core even more wet than she thought possible. He kissed from her neck to just above her panties waist. Sam looked up at her from his position and he could swear he hadn’t felt like this in far too long; she made him feel so animalistic. Her hands flew straight to his hands as he placed one on each thigh. ‘I want your hands to stay above your head.’ His demanding only made her quiver. He held her still as she placed her hands above her head. When he went back to his position, she returned her hands on top of his. ‘What did I say?’
‘I can’t.’ She replied with hardly any volume. He left her on his bed, splayed on top of his cover. It made her feel self conscious as she saw him go into his wardrobe. She knew she looked relieved when he came back, still almost naked but with a box in his hand. He pulled out handcuffs and looked at her. She smiled slightly before placing her hands above her head as a sign of her approval.
‘They’re new. Can’t lie and say I didn’t hope we would be here.’ She groaned as he cuffed her to his bedhead. ‘Now you can’t move your hands. And if you keep silent, you get a reward of your choice.’ She felt him finally put his hands back on her thighs and focused on her breathing and the feelings he gave her as he placed his lips on her; first with her lace panties on, then with none. As she rode her first wave alone, she felt one of Sam’s hands on top of her mouth to cover her sounds. She tried to stop so much of it but she could only withhold so much. Once she gained her breath back, Sam kissed her and whispered, ‘you’re such a good girl, baby.’ Those words from his lips sounded like honey to her. She relished in it all. His voice was so raspy when he said that to her. He then kissed her neck again. ‘What do you want as your reward for being so quiet?’ He looked her in the eyes, waiting for her reply.
‘You. Right now. And no more cuffs.’ He complied. First he undid her handcuffs then took off his underwear. He found it adorable how Dakota still gawked at his size. She pulled him closer to her before kissing him and flipping them so she was on top. ‘My turn to be in control.’ She rummaged through his draw quickly to find protection and quickly ripped it open with her mouth and spat out the wrapper before sliding it onto him. She pumped her hand over him first until he was thrusting into her hand and begging for her to just let him be inside of her. When she was pleased with his begging, she finally let herself go down on him. They both moaned at how good they felt together, as one. Then she started moving. Her hands fell to his shoulders as she grasped them and lost herself in the sweet rhythm of them. She could see he was so close to losing himself so she sped up and allowed him to reach his peak. She lifted herself off of him and allowed him to catch his breath. Once he did, he went to clean himself up before returning to his bed. He knew she didn’t reach her peak with him and he didn’t feel bad, but he didn’t feel 100% satisfied either. When he got into bed he pulled Dakota close to him, her back against his chest, and allowed his fingers to travel to her entrance. Her hand went around and grasped his hair as he started to slowly pump his fingers in and out of her. As she came, he covered her mouth with his large hand again and allowed her to writhe against him. Once her breathing returned to normal, Sam and her cuddled close to each other. Dakota knew she was screwed, but she didn’t know why she’d stop now when she needed to make the most of the time she had left with him. As she drifted to sleep, the last thing she heard was, ‘you are the most beautiful woman I will ever hold in my arms again.’
——
When Dakota woke up, she turned over looking forward to seeing morning Sam, but it was an empty side that she was greeted with. A cold empty side. She felt a pang of disappointment and it only worsened when she heard the clicking of heels outside Sam’s door and the words ‘tell her, or I will do it.’ The elevator door closed and the girl took it as her sign to leave the room. When she saw Sam, he didn’t smile at her like she thought he would and it hurt more than she would ever want to admit.
‘What was that about?’ Sam shrugged leaving her alone in front of his room as he went back to the kitchen. Something was wrong, she knew it was. She followed him into the kitchen and blushed as the memories of the night before flooded her mind. ‘Are you ok?’
‘Fine.’ Sam replied shortly.
‘You’re distant. That’s not fine.’ Sam looked at her, with what she thought was sorrow before they hardened.
‘Were you expecting a hug and a kiss with “good morning, baby”?’ She wasn’t expecting that, but she wouldn’t have complained if she was greeted like that.
‘No, but I just thought after last night you’d—’
‘Last night was fun but, Dakota, it was just sex.’ Just sex. It hadn’t seemed like that to her. ‘It’s always just sex. I’m sorry if you weren’t prepared for that, but I am engaged and you’re a great distraction.’ Distraction. Those words cut so deeply that they would leave a scar. She hated that this was how Sam thought of her. After everything, the secret dates, the almost times, the real, and what she thought authentic, times, all of it was just a distraction to him. She felt tears start to form but she quickly pushed them away when she heard Mason and Mickey’s voices asking if pancakes could be for breakfast. She smiled her greatest fake smile at Sam.
‘I have pancakes to make and I’m afraid you may be late for work if you don’t get ready, Mr Dalton.’ Her words stung him. He had to say what he did but he didn’t realise that hearing so few words from someone could hurt him so badly. He also did not realise that the most common thing he was called, could sound so vile. He wanted to say sorry, but he couldn’t. He just had to bear seeing the pain in Dakota’s eyes for a while. It would wreck him, but he had to. At least that’s what he kept telling himself.
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I based these off of people that liked/reblogged/commented on two posts I had, if you want to be added or taken off, let me know. Couldn’t tag someone.
Hi y’all! I want to quickly make a post, if you wanna be part of my m!Sam x MC tag list, comment or like or reblog this to let me know!! If you want an example of my singular previous fic, go to my page and it’s the most recent post :)
