I uh...I know the vote is still on going for goldenbridges but...here!
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Sam shifted around on the bed. Cold sweat sticking his hair to his forehead and the shirt to his back. Slight tremors ran through him near constantly making it almost impossible to lie still.
Just a fever. That's what Deadman had said when he came to check up on Sam earlier. Just a fever. Easy for him to say when he wasn't the one lying there feeling weak and burning up, sweating in places he didn't even know was possible. He hoped the medication he'd been given kicked in soon. At least enough so he could finally fall asleep.
"Now what do we have here?"
Sam's eyes snap open at the oh so familiar voice that now filled the room. Higgs was standing at the end of the bed, hands on hips. A golden aura seemed to surround him. Even his eyes seemed brighter, more predatory. Sam tries to sit up but both his wrists are now somehow cuffed to the bed rail. He feebly pulls at them but it's no use, they don't budge an inch. Even if he had been at full strength it would still be pointless, they were designed to be unbreakable.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Sam rasps out. Higgs shifts his weight a little, unclipping the golden skull mask to sit it on the table.
"You tell me Sammy, this is your damn fever dream". He folds his arms across his chest, giving Sam a look as if this was the most normal thing in the world.
"How can I be dreaming if I haven't fallen asleep?" Sam frowns, trying to ignore his slightly chattering teeth and piece together what the fuck was going on.
"How could I be here during the day with that weird dead gu-"
"-Deadman". Sam interupts defensively. Higgs sighs before continuing.
"Yeah yeah, same thing. Whatever. But as I was saying, how could I be here when they are checking up on you constantly right now? How else could I cuff you without you knowing it? Think about it sweetheart. Fever dream, nothing else to it".
Sam hates to admit it but Higgs was making a whole lot of sense. Not that he planned on saying it out loud any time soon.
"Besides, just because you're having a random ass dream doesn't mean we can't have a little fun".
Sam starts getting a tad more nervous as Higgs smirks, climbing onto the end of the bed. Crawling languidly up over Sam like a lion stalking on the Serengeti. He swallows thickly as Higgs is now straddles him, fingers lightly teasing up and down his torso.
"You'll end up getting sick too". His voice is a little quieter than usual, tender almost. Higgs leans down close to whisper in his ear. "Just a dream Sammy, I ain't gonna catch your germs". His tongue darts out to lick up Sam's neck and jaw. "Huh, fever sweat tastes different. Who knew?"
"Stop". Sam whispers, breathing a little ragged as Higgs starts slowly rocking their hips together.
"Make me", he smirks. "Oh wait, ya can't!"
Sam opens his mouth to argue but Higgs silences his with a single finger placed on his lips.
"Shh Sam, I'm just trying to make ya feel better". Higgs rocks his hips a little faster, leaning down to kiss him. Sam feels like he's burning up again and no longer because of the fever. Higgs' lips trails down over his jaw to his neck, teeth nipping playfully at the sensitive skin, sucking harshly on that same spot, determined to leave some kind of a mark. If this was the kind of fever dreams he had then Sam wanted to be sick more often.
"Let me take care of you, please". Higgs pants in his ear. Sam looks unsure for a moment, then again none of this was real so what did it matter if anything happened? Sam bucks his hips up as much as he could.
Higgs kisses him harshly on the lips before pulling back with a look of glee.
"You won't regret this!" Higgs shimmies himself back a little, enough to give him room to "work". He then shifts Sam's clothing to free his long thick member. Higgs licks across his fingers, making a little show of it before wrapping them them tightly around Sam's shaft.
"You'll forgive me if I ain't too keen on getting a mouthful of sweat. I know I don't usually give a shit but you ain't usually shit like this either". He starts to slowly pump him up and down, enjoying the way Sam's eyes fluttered closed, mouth hanging open slightly.
"Thought this was my dream?"
Higgs picks up the pace, thumb flicking over the swollen shiny tip.
"Sure is but unfortunately for you this ain't a lucid dream, so shut up and enjoy what ya get".
Sam smiles a little, finally relaxing into Higgs' touch. He must be dreaming if Higgs had been right twice.
A raspy whimper leaves Sam as he feels Higgs kitten licking his tip, teasingly suckling on it as his hand works him faster. His hips attempt to rut up on their own but Higgs easily holds them down with his free hand.
"Patience Sammy". Using his elbow to now hold down Sam's hips, he brings his free hand across to cup Sam's balls, squeezing and playing with them, encouraging Sam to let go into his waiting mouth. He spits on the hand working Sam, starting to pump more quickly.
"Higgs..." Sam hisses out, trying to give him some warning of what was about to happen. Higgs suckles harder, hand working Sam a fast as he could. With a soft groan Sam cums into Higgs mouth, body feeling a lot more lax than it has done the last few days.
Sam opens his eyes to find Higgs completely gone. He sits up in bed only to realise his wrists aren't cuffed anymore, clothing still in place. His cuff still closed around his left wrist, light blink merrily in the dim room where it always is. Wow...he really must have been dreaming. At least he wasn't shivering anymore, still felt a bit like death though. Sam gets out of bed, stumbling over to the small sink to splash some cool water on his face when something in the mirror caught his eye. There was a darkening red bruise forming on his neck where he had dreamt Higgs lips had been...
Well, damn! 😩😩😩😩😩 I mean, you're not wrong we haven't started officially including goldenbridges content but I'm willing to make an exception for this!!
