hi! im hogarth14 on ao3 and i write silly little stories. this is a side blog so i can't follow back, but my dm's are open! requests closed for now. masterlist
I finally updated the masterlist. As of now, it's not 100% done (I'll work on it more tomorrow), but I've added all the housesitting chapters and newer requests and smut. Just wanted to let y'all know in case anyone stopped reading housesitting at chapter 14 (sorry!!! it's a finished fic!! >,<).
I can't stop thinking about this, but I don't think either brother would actively seek out to watch Fraggle Rock or the reboot, but I imagine the theme song somehow playing in the car and they're both trying not to sing along being like "I'm a grown ass man" or some shit, but they do and they're clapping along as well.
Maybe they'd also reminisce on how they'd watch it as kids. I don't know, I think I just really want an Uncharted and Fraggle Rock collaboration somehow 🥲
It's not a very regular day at the office as things get steamy between you and Sam.
chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6
Victor Sullivan was no stranger to illicit affairs. The minute he stepped into the tiny office, he noticed the lingering stares and the cheeky smiles you and Sam kept giving each other and he instantly knew what was going on.
Sully shook his head, even though Sam was practically family to him, he knew how he was with women and that for Sam, love meant a steamy, passionate Saturday night that didn’t last through the week. He also felt protective of you, being the daughter of an old friend, and he was worried about how this was going to end.
“So, Sam, how are we holding up with the Northwest Passage route?” He asked.
Sam’s eyes were tracking you as you stood up to refill your coffee mug, landing on your ass as you bent down.
“What was that?” He mumbled.
“Van der Heul, Northwest Passage… Big money being invested into this?” Sully waved a hand over Sam’s face.
“Right,” Sam sat up and took out some papers. “Our wonderful researcher found out that the last position recorded in van der Heul’s logbook was 250 miles north of Alaska, but the Octavius was discovered on the opposite end of the Northwest Passage, near Greenland.”
“Captain Kidd obtained a shitload of treasure from his days as a seafarer, and as you know Mr. van der Heul was his quartermaster,” you added. “I have a theory that van der Heul wasn’t just out for the £20,000 prize for finding the Northwest Passage.”
You took out a map and laid it out on Sam’s desk, pointing at Alaska. “Kidd wrote about making a stop at Kivalina, but never mentioned why. It could be that van der Heul took some of that treasure and brought it to Greenland.”
“And how exactly do you know that it was Greenland that he went to?”
“They mentioned the city of Nuuk a bunch of times as kind of a checkpoint, literally calling it an oriëntatiepunt.”
“It’s also worth noting,” Sam took out two photographs. “This is a photo of van der Heul’s insignia taken at his home in Montaukett and,” he pointed at the second photo, “here is the very same insignia carved into a stone in Nuuk.”
Sully stroked his mustache. “Okay, I suppose this is enough to convince Holden to fund a trip to Greenland. Pack your bags, Sam.”
The trip was scheduled to be in a few days, and you were dreading being separated from Sam. In that time you and Sam had moved from his desk to his bed. It felt so fast yet so right being in his sheets, the blinds closed as he made you his every night.
You had your eyes closed as Sam’s fingers pumped in and out of you, sultry words softly spilling out of his mouth. Soon, you felt yourself catching your breath as you came.
Sam couldn’t help but to kiss you at that moment. He loved how you reacted to his touches, and he loved it even more when you gasped his name when you finally reached your orgasms.
He stroked your hair as you laid your head on his chest. You almost felt dizzy, just a few months ago you were frustrated with how your ex barely touched you, but now Sam couldn’t keep his hands off you. It felt so nice to have someone initiate every single time, and even though you kept trying to convince yourself this didn’t mean anything, the thought of being apart for weeks was killing you.
“You think you’ll miss me?” You jokingly asked.
“Of course, baby,” he kissed the top of your head.
Baby. He’s never called you that before. Was that a good thing or a bad thing, you wondered. Either way, you loved how it sounded.
“Just don’t get thrown in jail again or something,” you muttered.
Sam chuckled. “Trust me, I’ll find a way out if it means I could kiss you again.”
He put a finger under your chin and lifted your face so he could kiss you softly.
“Goddamn, those lips are to die for.”
“Shut up,” you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in.
thank you so so much for tagging me @hotxcheeto, i really appreciate it <33
last song i listened to: Persephone in the Garden - Aidoneus
last show i watched: Bojack Horseman
last book series i read: Heartstopper but im also reading gay fan fiction daily hehe
currently watching: New Girl
current obsession: going on the same walk every morning to spend hours on end with an outdoor cat on my street who’s name i am unaware of. she is so adorable and loves playing with my shoe which now has many holes <3
thank you @jaycouldbegay for tagging me <3<3 I’ve seen you show up on my activity since I got deeper into arcane and it’s such a fucking delight to see you there !!! :D
last song I listened to: Don’t Wanna - HAIM
last show I watched: Arcane (rewatching)
last book I read: Book Thief - Markus Zusak
currently watching: Feel Good
current obsession: kissing my girlfriend and leaving hickeys on her neck so everyone knows because I’m so fucking proud to call her my girl <3 eating, sleeping, going on walks with my girlfriend, watching movies and listening to music on public transport with my girlfriend. Watching Wendigoon
thank you for the tags!! @internetcupid & @lunarastrobabe <3<3
last song I listened to: Ego- Grentperez
last show I watched: The Boys
last book I read: This is Going to Hurt- Adam Kay (i beg you read this, it’s quite possibly the best book i’ve ever read hence it’s the 6th time i’m reading it)
currently watching: The Marvelous Mrs Maisel (for the second time)
current obsession: ermmm uncharted, as usual, but also watching Julien Solomita’s streams bc he’s so funny
No pressure tagsss: @bluewingedangel (hehe), @anagalis, @hogarthwrites
I’m very tired and lazy so won’t tag anyone else, but if you fancy doing this pls do!!!
Thank you for the tag @durrtydawg sorry I just got to this now! <3
last song I listened to: Rebel Yell - Billy Idol
last show I watched: The Five-Star Weekend (the drama of it all is all i have to say)
last book I read: A Morbid Taste for Bones by Ellis Peters (my partner and I are doing a book club and we've been reading books revolving around monks solving murders)
currently watching: nothing :c lol though I might binge Pride and Prejudice (1995) this weekend
current obsession: back to Uncharted (I'm replaying 4 atm), the Legend of Zelda
I'm not sure who to tag, but if anyone wants to do this, feel free to reblog this one :3
It's not a very regular day at the office as things get steamy between you and Sam.
chapters: 1 2 3 4 5
Sam’s dreams were haunted by the softness of your lips against him and your perfume intoxicated him more than any alcohol he’s ever had. He woke up alone in his bed, sun in his eyes, but all he could imagine was your face. He closed his eyes and groaned when he noticed the tent at his groin area.
Your eyes looking up at him before you kissed him filled his mind and his hand moved down to this cock. He thought about how your body felt against him, how natural it felt to have his arms around your waist while he kissed you and his breathing got faster. Naturally, he also thought about your breasts the night you flashed him at the bar.
He remembered the soft moan you gave when the kiss got deeper and he came, feeling the warmth on his stomach and his hand.
Sam stared up at the ceiling for a moment, feeling relieved and also a little guilty about what he had just done, but he still couldn’t get you out of his mind.
The sound of his alarm going off got him out of bed to clean himself up and to take a shower.
-
You couldn’t believe you had made out with your boss. Sure, most of the time Sam felt more like a friend to you, but it almost felt wrong. Yet, as you woke up, you had a burning feeling between your thighs as you recalled the taste of his lips and the feeling of his strong arms around you.
“Sam,” you softly whimpered as your imagination went wild. You imagined his lips all over your body, his strong, but rough hands on your clit. The thought was almost too much and you let out a loud moan as you came.
It was going to be a very awkward day at the office.
-
The office was empty when you came in quite late, but the silence just made you more nervous.
Where are you? You texted Sully, hoping he’d come in earlier than Sam.
You took a deep breath and sat at your desk. I’m an adult, I can handle this.
But as Sam walked in, you felt your cheeks get hot and you quickly turned away, pretending to be lost in your work.
“Hey,” he said.
Sully, please, please come to work already, you prayed.
“Hi,” you quietly replied. “Hope you slept well.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Sam slowly took his jacket off and sat at his chair, fiddling with his fingers. “You?”
“Just great,” you nodded.
A ping from your phone almost made you jump, and you were relieved to see that you got a message from Sully.
I can’t come in. Got a date with some clients.
You felt your heart race at the thought of being alone with Sam for a whole morning. You looked up at him, and he was lost in a book. God, he looked so handsome, his lips just slightly parted. He looked up and caught your eye.
At that moment, your heart leaped and you quickly looked away.
“Sully won’t be coming in,” you muttered.
“I know.”
“Oh, okay.”
Sam hadn’t felt this nervous around a woman in quite a while. Every time he looked at you he wanted to kiss you again, and he knew he had to say something about the night before.
“I’m sorry for leaving so abruptly,” you started before he could say anything. “I… I shouldn’t have kissed you. It’s disrespectful to you and your wife, I know she’s pregnant and all–”
“Wait, what?” Sam’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“Your wife… The pregnant lady you were with outside the bookstore, I saw you two together.”
Sam bit his lip as he stared at you, saying nothing.
Did I say something wrong?
“Oh god,” you clasped your hand against your mouth. “You’re not married to her.”
“No,” he chuckled softly.
“The baby?”
“Not mine,” he laughed. “No, she’s just a close friend.”
You breathed a sigh of relief. At least you knew you weren’t a homewrecker.
“I’m still sorry about kissing you,” you said. “You’re my boss and all and–”
Sam hesitantly took your hand in his. “Don’t be.”
“I just…” you felt yourself inch closer to him. “I want to be professional.”
Your lips met his and you felt yourself melt into his arms.
“We should be professional about this,” Sam breathed between kisses.
You moved onto his lap, feeling his cock get hard under you and you pulled away.
“We shouldn’t,” you felt his arms warp around your waist and you couldn’t help but kiss him again.
“Maybe,” Sam broke the kiss, looking up at you with hazy eyes. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this here.”
“Do you wanna stop?”
“Fuck no,” he kissed you again, this time harder as he pulled you as close as he could to himself.
His lips moved down your neck and instinctively started grinding against him. You felt his hands slide down to your ass and you moaned as Sam gently sucked on the skin of your neck.
Wanting to feel his chest against yours, you hastily started unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled your dress up over your head and sat back to admire your cleavage.
“Like what you see?”
You gasped as Sam expertly unhooked your bra.
“Well,” Sam’s fingers were on your bra straps, slowly pulling them down. “It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve seen them.”
“You remember?” You blushed.
“How could I forget these?” He pulled off your bra and buried his face in your cleavage.
Sam hastily uncluttered his desk of books and papers so he could lay you down on it. As he looked down at you in just your panties, sultry looking up at you with those eyes he couldn’t get out of his head for days, he knew he was going to lose his bet.
As he pulled off your lacy white panties, he knew this was worth losing 500 dollars.
You grabbed at Sam’s hair as you felt his lips on your clit, gently sucking. You were overcome with an all too familiar warm feeling, but this time it felt better than ever before. Sam was an expert with his tongue and instantly knew how to make you whimper.
Sam felt your legs tighten against his head as you came over and over. He loved how you tasted and how you reacted to him and as much as he enjoyed watching you squirm in pleasure, he wanted to know how it would feel to be inside you.
You eagerly watched as Sam stood and unbuckled his pants. His cock was thick and hard, and as he rubbed the tip of it against your clit, you couldn’t wait any longer.
“Fuck me, Sam.”
“Yes, boss,” he gave you a mischievous smile before slowly sliding inside you.
He moaned at your wetness and your warmth, pushing in as deep as he could go.
Your fingers intertwined with Sam’s and your legs were wrapped around his waist as he began thrusting in and out of you. As much as you wanted to suppress your moans, you couldn’t help but say his name over and over again.
Having Sam inside you was a million times better than the fantasy you had in your head that morning, and you felt like you were dreaming as he made eye contact with you.
It was enough to make you orgasm hard, arching your back and moaning Sam’s name like a prayer.
Sam’s thrusts abruptly stopped as the feeling of your vagina tightening against his cock made him cum. He watched you writhe in pleasure under him and fell forward to kiss you while he rode out his orgasm.
His cock was still inside you as you both caught your breath. This definitely wasn’t how either of you imagined this morning was going to be.
Sam grabbed some paper towels to clean you both and his desk up, then he carried you to the old sofa in the corner of the office and held you in his arms.
“Well…” you sighed into his chest.
“Well?” He asked.
“We can’t tell anyone about this.”
Sam nodded. “This is strictly business.”
“Very professional of us.”
He laughed and kissed the top of your forehead. “Maybe we should get back to work now.”
You wrapped your arms around Sam’s chest and shook your head. “Let’s stay like this just a few moments longer.”
The feeling of you in his arms gave Sam a soft warm feeling and he held you tighter. “Whatever you say, boss.”
