summary: your boyfriend sammy has no reason to feel insecure about his his weight, so you prove to him that you love the way he looks with some naked reassurance.
cw: MDNI !!!! chubby!sammy bryant, afab!reader, nicknames 'baby' & 'sweetheart', established relationship, talks of weight insecurity/weight loss app, unprotected p i v, creampie <3 wc: 1.3 k
a/n: repost because once this was once taken down by you know who... based on an ask from an anon! to my moots who got to read this already, here it is again teehee <3
sammy always got home later than you did. most times you'd be in bed asleep when when your boyfriend snuck into your shared bedroom after eating one of the home cooked meals you left in the fridge for him.
so it was normal for you to be half asleep by the time sammy quietly pressed a kiss to your forehead, set his things on the night stand, then went to take a shower. it was not normal however, for there to be a weight loss app notification pop up on his phone when you peeked at it to check the time.
your heart sank. when did he download this? there was no reason to. you loved sammy's body, he didn't need to lose any weight. what he looked like now was what attracted you to him in the first place.
you were fully awake, pouting and confused when sammy walked out of the bathroom. fully dressed in sweats and a t-shirt of course, because in the 5 months you'd been dating, he had never changed in front of you once. he also liked to keep his shirt on during sex and the lights off, having you face away from him or be on top.
"sammy, whats this?" you held the phone out to him, notification lit up brightly on the screen as he padded over to the bed. even in the dark room, you see sammy's plump cheeks go splotchy with pink.
he snatches back the phone and drops it on the wooden table, keeping distance between you as he stands next to your side of the bed, "nothing baby its just..." he scratches the back of his neck and sighs, "the guys at work were y'know.. makin' comments and stuff about, uh, my weight."
you balk and shoot up onto your knees, utterly offended. "what?! that's awful sammy!" he stuffs his hands in his pockets when you shuffle over to him and rub at his shoulders. he sounds so defeated that you want to cry, "no they're right sweetheart. i gotta do somethin' about it."
you bring your hands to his caress his chest, knowing that he won't let you go any lower towards the belly pudge that he never lets you feel in missionary. "you don't need to change anything about you sammy. i love the way you look." he scrunches his freckled face in disbelief, cringing as if you'd said the exact opposite. " 's alright baby, you don't have'ta lie." you huff when he grabs your hands, stopping their descent to his soft belly.
"i'm not lying." deciding words wont work, you shift on your knees, leaning forward to press kisses to his neck. you feel yourself get needy even just having him in the same room as you."i love your body sammy." his breath hitches at your words and warm lips that trail to his round jaw.
"i love you under me, i love you against me, and i love you inside of me." he lets out a broken sort of sound when he drops your hands. you push past the ache of sadness in your chest when you run your hands along his stomach and you feel him suck in.
you peck at his chubby cheeks then his lips, trying to pour all the want you feel for him into the kiss. you break away with a heavy breath to reassure him. "i love your body sammy... it gets me so wet." his eyed widen, fingers tightening at your side. "y-yeah?" you nod as you grab his meaty hand, moving it to cup the center of your dampened panties. "feel."
sammy groans when he runs his swollen fingers along where you're dripping for him. "jesus baby, y-youre soaked." you nod again and kiss at his face, "all for you sammy. for all of you." he whines before surging forward, catching your lips in his and falling on top of you onto your bed.
instantly your legs circle his thick waist, you gasp when you feel his heavy erection rub your aching cunt. he grinds his hips into yours as you whimper, both of you pawing at each others bottoms to try to shove them aside.
once your panties and top have been discarded, your hands grip the bottom of sammy's t-shirt. he freezes mid kiss on your breast as you start to pull, he reaches to tug the fabric back down before you've even gotten to his belly button. "baby- i don't-" "please sammy." you whine, rolling your hips against his boxers that you've left a wet patch on. "wanna see you. please."
he buries his face into your neck, curls tickling your cheek as he places a weak kiss to your collarbone before whispering. "o-okay. you can take it off." you hum contently as he loosely lifts up his arms for you to pull his shirt off as he kicks off his boxers.
you don't bother holding back the loud moan that sounds from you when you feel his round stomach press against yours. you loved how intimate it felt, the warm curve of his belly fitting like a puzzle piece on top of yours. "feels so good sammy." you whimper onto his lips, and he doesn't know if you're talking about him being completely naked for the first time, or his fat cock pushing into you.
in reality, it's both that have you panting like a dog in heat, running your hands all over the exposed freckled skin of his back and stomach while whining and hiccuping about his length stretching you out enough to brim tears in your eyes.
you're already embarrassingly close just from feeling his soft body bare on yours and the position that he finally allows you to stay in. your legs are wrapped boa constrictor tight around his waist, crying out when he grinds as deep as he can and you feel his coarse pubes rub against your sensitive clit.
you babble as he kisses at your throat, his thrusting turning animalistic. "sammy- feels so good- so good! oh god-!" each moan of yours has your boyfriend feeling more confident, in a matter of minutes he's pulling back to gaze down at you, letting you see his blushy chubby cheeks and the bouncing of his cushy chest instead of hiding in the crook of your neck to make himself seem smaller.
your unfocused eyes catch on his tummy and you whimper, clenching around him in a way that has his hips stuttering. you claw at the pudge, trying to bring him back to press himself against you to feel the proof that you treat him well enough for him to physically wear it.
"does- fuck- does that feel nice sweetheart?" he asks nervously even though you've been screaming about it this entire time. you're soo close, gut twisting in pleasure as you kiss whatever part of him is closest, licking the words onto his thick, sweaty neck, "yes- feels s'good! love y-your body sammy. loveyouloveyou!" he curses as he pushes your legs back until your knees hit your chest and his cock drives even deeper.
you're coming instantly when the head of him hits a soft spot that makes you choke on air, moaning praises and his name until sammy's right there with you, groaning and squeezing his hazel eyes shut tight. both of you shudder and pant iloveyou's against each others lips as you're filled until he's dripping out of you.
once his thrusts slow to a stop, his hefty frame collapses on top of you with one final whimper of your name. you stay lying there for a while, wrapped in each other and lazily running your hands on the warm skin you're entangled in.
sammy moves to withdraw his softening cock and you whine, tightening your ankles at his back. you grip his curls and force him to meet your eyes, pouting through your voice thats hoarse from moaning his name, "i don't want you to lose weight."
he huffs a laugh, surprised you even remembered how this all started. sammy nods and places a soft kiss to your lips, "if you let me pull out and get you some water, i'll delete the app right now then we can go again baby."
(When Sammy takes a job to help pay his child support, he ends up meeting his Angel)
Angel Wings (Sammy Bryant x Reader)
(Warnings: inaccuracy with modeling, mentions of sex, MDNI 18+)
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“Sammy, we have got to get you laid.”
That was a phrase that Sammy Bryant had heard ever since he officially filed for divorce from his ex wife. Everyone was saying that to him, especially Sherman.
“I am well aware, Shermy. I have to find the right woman. I don’t wanna fuck around, not like some people.” Sammy muttered, rolling his eyes.
“What does that mean?” Sherman asked with a scoff, “Are you calling me a man whore?”
“Yes.” Sammy said, looking over to him, “Do I need to spell it out for you?”
“This is why you need to get laid, you get snappy.” Sherman said with a smirk, “You gotta get out that Sammy charm for the ladies.”
“Sammy charm?” Sammy asked with a laugh, “Sherman, I haven’t flirted with a woman since my frat days. I’m a little rusty.”
“Then we practice.” Sherman said with a smile, “Hit on our waitress when we go out next.”
“Absolutely not. No way. I don’t wanna come off as a pretentious jerk.” Sammy said just as his phone rang, “Hold on. I think it’s another security job.”
Sherman shook his head as Sammy answered his phone, “Hello, this is Sammy Bryant.”
“Hey Sammy, are you available Friday to take a security modeling gig. It’s an all day thing and it’s Victoria Secret. I guess they’ve got a model who needs escorting, ya know keeping the creeps off of her.” His boss explained, “It’s sixteen hundred for a sixteen hour shift, eight am to eight pm. Then if it works out, they’d like you to do security for her permanently.”
“Deal.” Sammy said immediately, “I’ll take it.”
“Awesome, they’ll be in touch.” His boss explained, hanging up.
Sammy set his phone down with a smirk, “Just got a security job for a modeling gig. Good pay too.”
“Our man is finally getting laid.” Sherman said, clapping his hands together.
“I said modeling gig, she’s probably got millions of guys sending her flowers and shit.” Sammy said, “I ain’t gonna think about it.”
“Whatever you say.” Sherman said with a smile, shaking his head.
For once, Sammy was starting to appreciate taking up security on the side.
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When you picked Sammy Bryant, it wasn’t because he was just the guard they had needing a shift.
You heard about him through the grape vine with other models and local female celebrities. Your friend Gracie, who was a local celebrity in the area, raved highly about him.
“He is very respectful.” Gracie explained, “I mean we honestly offered him to come party with us and he was very nice about it, just explaining he wanted to keep us safe. He didn’t stare at us the entire night.”
“Huh, perfect.” You said, “I’ll book him.”
Booking him was the easiest part, now you just hope he lived up to your expectations.
Soon Friday came and you were already up at 6 am that morning getting ready for the day. You needed to perfect since today you had interviews as an angel and making appearances with brands which also meant a lot of outfit changes. Your first outfit for the day was a light pink dress that had a heart cut out on the bust and fell to your knees with pink heels.
Around 7:30 a.m as you were being spritzed with perfume and getting your glitter on, your security guard made his appearance and hot damn he was fine as hell.
He had opted for a black button up, clearly wearing a vest underneath with a gun on the hip. His curls you just wanted to tug and run your hands through.
“I’m Sammy Bryant, your security guard for the day ma’am.” He said with a smile, waiting till you were done being prepped to shake your hand, “It’s an honor to be in the presence of a Victoria Secret Angel.”
You and your assistant looked at each other, both of you clearly impressed.
“Ooh I like you already.” You said, “I have to apologize though, I have a lot of glitter on me.”
He chuckled and shook your hand, “If I get any on me, I’ll fit right in with the team then.”
You let out a giggle, “Exactly, you get it.”
He smiled and moved to go talk with your team about your itinerary for the day. Yet your eyes couldn’t help to follow him as he walked away. The way his muscles strained against his shirt as he moved.
You were about to eat him alive.
“He’s recently single.” Your agent whispered to you, “He’s fine as hell.”
“I’ll test the waters.” You whispered, trying not to stare at him.
“Alright! We are on schedule, let’s move!” Your agent called out and your team started to move, Sammy moving to walk beside you.
“If I seem to be in your personal space, I apologize.” He explained, “My number one priority today is to keep you safe. No matter what.”
“I don’t mind, I like having a protective guy watch over me.” You said with a wink as he walked with you to the suv.
He offered his hand to help you into the SUV, “Well good.” He said and you could tell he clearly couldn’t tell you were hitting on him.
You took his hand and stepped into the SUV, settling into the backseat with your agent. “I’m gonna be upfront with the driver so that way I can get a better view. Do not get out of the SUV until I come out to get you, do you understand?” He asked, maintaining eye contact, “That way I can have eyes on you the entire time.”
“Okay Sammy.” You said, practically speechless. You knew he took his job seriously, but this seriously? Yet you find that very attractive.
He nodded, heading up front with the driver. Your agent and Sammy started talking about paparazzi and how he needed to handle that, yet your eyes stayed on him the entire time. You couldn’t tell what it was about him, but he had caught your eye.
And in that moment, you knew you were going to lock that man down.
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Your first event was a televised interview with MTV since you had recently worked on a music video with Lady Gaga for Paparazzi. As the SUV pulled up, Sammy got out first then your agent followed. As your door opened, Sammy took your hand gently leading out of the car. “I am gonna stay on your side.” He whispered as the paparazzi started taking their photos.
Right as you started walking, Sammy immediately walked a little bit behind you. It was easy to see he wasn’t trying to ruin any of the shots of you that news outlets were trying to get. You managed to keep your cool though as you walked toward the building where your interview was being held. Camera’s flashed with each step, people shouting for them to look at you. Once you made it to the entrance, Sammy opened the door for you and put a hand on the small of your back. You couldn’t help yourself and stepped a little closer to him as you stepped inside the building. Immediately you were guided to makeup because even though you already had makeup, there were always touch ups needed.
Sammy immediately followed you to makeup and one of the workers immediately turned to him and stopped him, “Sir you are hovering. Back up.”
Sammy stopped but you immediately spoke up, “You will not speak to my security guard like that for doing his job. I would rather him hover than be disengaged,” you turned to Sammy and nodded, “Keep hovering Sammy.”
He just nodded and stood a few feet back as you sat down in the makeup chair. You motioned toward your agent, “Get that worker off my team for this.” You whispered and she nodded.
“On it.” She said and scurried away.
Soon you were ready for your interview and you walked to meet your interviewer, Cassandra.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She explained, shaking your hand, “I am so excited to start this interview.”
“Me too! I love talking about my job, not to sound too self absorbed.” You said with a laugh, sitting down, “It’s just like a huge honor to be an Angel.”
Your interview went smoothly, talking about your lifestyle as an angel, how you became a model, and of course your love life. “So, we are dying to know. What is your dating life like as an angel?”
“Honestly? I’m single.” You said with a laugh, “I mean it’s not that I don’t want to, but I haven’t met a guy yet who doesn’t look at me just as an angel. Not to get too specific, but I want someone who looks at me for me and is okay to share me with the media. Not in a sexual way, but in a modeling way.”
“I mean I can’t say I blame you. I can only imagine how hard it is to date as an angel. What is your worst fan experience?” Your interviewer asked.
“You may wanna censor this.” You explained with a laugh, “So the worst fan experience I had was a guy harassing me with fan mail by sending nude photos of himself to my PO Box, then showed up at one of my events. Shout out to the LAPD for taking care of the issue for me.”
Sammy had remembered that incident, he wasn’t involved though. He believed it was Cooper and Tang. All he remembered was that Cooper had tackled the guy and you had taken a photo with them as a thank you.
You couldn’t help but find Sammy’s eyes after you spoke about that incident and Sammy just gave you a quiet nod, like he understood exactly what it meant to deal with someone crazy.
After the interview, you got up from the chair. You thanked Cassandra and headed to the fitting room to change into your next outfit. Of course though, you needed someone to unzip your dress and you had the perfect person for that.
“Sammy, could you unzip me?” You asked, looking back to him, “I could use a hand.”
“Oh, are you sure?” He asked, clearly flustered, “I don’t wanna accidentally rip your dress.”
“Honey, it’s just a zipper. I had no idea cops had a phobia of those.” You joked and Sammy shook his head.
“I can handle a little zipper.” He said, playfully rolling his eyes.
He moved to unzip, one hand on the zipper while the other hand was holding the dress. His knuckles brushed your back as he started to unzip you.
“You looked at me like you understood dealing with crazy.” You stated, “Have you?”
“Cut throat?” He joked, slowly unzipping you, “If you must know, yes I have dealt with crazy before.”
“Well yea as a cop.” You said with a laugh, “But other than that?”
“I have a crazy ex wife who I am currently dealing with custody of our two year old.” He explained, moving his eyes to look at you in the mirror, “I don’t mean to talk bad about her but she..”
“She was a lot?” You asked, maintaining eye contact with him, “Wanna talk about it?”
“Do you mind?” He asked, “Pretty sure, my partner is getting sick of me talking about her.”
“Your girlfriend?” You asked, trying not to sound too hurt about that.
“Oh no, I’m single.” Sammy said with a laugh, “I meant the officer who rides with me.”
“Oh! My bad for assuming.” You said with a blush, “But please, go on.”
“I had been with Tammi since college, she was free spirited and so was I.” He said, “But when we graduated, I realized all we were doing was smoking pot and not doing a lot. So, I applied for LAPD.”
You realized he got to the end of the zipper and held the dress by the top, “Oh close the door, but you can keep talking. Thank you.” You said as Sammy closed the door so you could change.
“So when I graduated from the academy, I proposed because that’s what I thought was right.” He explained, “I mean at that age, everyone was getting married.”
“I felt that.” You said with a laugh as you took off your dress.
He chuckled, “But yea, flash forward and she was still trying to live that free spirited lifestyle and asking if she could be a stay at home wife while we tried for a baby.”
He explained, “And I said yes because everyone was kinda pushing us to have kids. That’s kinda when she started hiding things from me and accusing me of cheating constantly. She would call me crying at work saying I was cheating on her, threatening to leave me and take the dog, and just constantly asking if I loved her.”
He paused for a minute then sighed, “Well then, I found out she was cheating on me with her instructor and pregnant with my child. Then she kicked me out of the house while my previous partner passed.”
“Oh Sammy.” You whispered softly as you got dressed, “That’s terrible.”
“It’s.. It’s okay.” He said with a sigh, “We co-parent but she can’t seem to get over the fact I am trying to get back out into dating and just sending her lawyers after me to check if I am an unfit parent. Which I’m not, I may work a lot but I can’t help it when she’s swarming me with child support and legal fees. According to her, I can’t bring anyone around to meet Nate until I have been dating them for six months.”
“Okay that is a little crazy.” You said, stepping out in a Victoria Secret crop top and matching shorts.
Maybe it was your imagination, but you swore you could see him trying to maintain eye contact with you.
“Ready to move for our next set?” Your agent asked, walking over and pausing, “Did I interrupt something?”
“Nope, she’s ready.” He said quickly, “Let’s go.”
The three of you started towards the back exit where you could exit privately. Your agent leaned over to you, “I watched that interaction, he wants to fuck you.”
You elbowed her, “Not here and not now.” You hissed as Sammy opened the door for you.
You and your agent headed to the SUV where Sammy Bryant opened the door for you, offering his hand as you stepped in.
“Such a gentleman, is that a premium service you add on?” You joked as you took his hand.
“Only to the pretty clients.” He said with a smirk, growing a little bolder with his remarks to you.
You winked at him as you sat down and got adjusted into your seat. He moved to sit in the front seat and the driver started to drive to your next location, the Victoria Secret Store on Beverly Blvd.
Thank god he was your security guard for the whole day.
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You soon arrived at the back of the mall, hoping to avoid tabloids and paparazzi again. In your mind, you didn’t even consider the proximity with you and Sammy to be considered gossip for dating.
As you headed inside, you heard paparazzi already coming your way and without warning, Sammy picked you up by your waist and got you to the door in just three long strides.
“You can fire me for that later, I am just doing my job.” He mumbled, stepping back a bit to block the cameras as he set you down.
“Conside yourself in run for a promotion.” You answered as your agent stepped behind you.
“I think he needs to be a permanent security guard for you.” Your agent mumbled as she fell in step with you.
“More like permanent arm candy.” You whispered back as you were guided to the back of the store.
Soon you joined the rest of the Angels who were dressed in various Victoria Secret outfits, quietly talking amongst each other and applying lipgloss.
“Your security guard is cute.” Adriana whispered, “Is he single?”
“I’ve been putting on my charm so I am gonna say no.” You said with a smile, looking over to Sammy who was checking the perimeter.
“Ooh girl get it.” She whispered back as the six of you headed out into the store front. Cameras flashed as they stepped to their spots, the six of you posing exactly how you were told how to. You smiled at the camera, winking at times.
You listened to where you needed to smile at and what to do with your face. Yet at the same time, your eyes drifted over to where Sammy was and you caught his eyes watching you.
God, you couldn’t help but smile a little bigger as you two locked eyes. You knew he was just doing his job, yet you couldn’t help but continue to fuel that crush that was forming in your head.
After the event at the Victoria Secret store, you were taken back to a dressing room to change into a PINK tracksuit.
“Sammy, come along.” You said as you entered the dressing room and Sammy stumbled behind you, “Just stand in front of my door.”
He nodded, watching as you entered your dressing room and closed the door behind you.
“You were a natural out there.” He breathed out, “How do you do it? It’s like you were made to be a model.”
“I live and breathe modeling Sammy.” You said with a laugh as you got undressed, “I have to be a natural at my job.”
He chuckled softly, “Yea you are right.” He said, leaning his head against the wall.
“Now enough about me, tell me about your son. What was his name? Nate right?” You asked as you continued to get dressed.
“You wanna know about my son? Fuck, what do you wanna know?” Sammy asked with a laugh, “He loves cars, like any kind of car. So we play with cars a lot. He’s just a content kid, like he likes curling up with me and playing with a car or just looking at a book. Oh and his favorite animal is currently sharks.”
“He sounds like a sweet kid. My favorite animal is a Harbor Seal.” You said with a smile, “Does he have curls like yours?”
“Oh yea, my genes run strong in that kid.” Sammy said, running a hand on his jaw, “He’s the reason I keep going.”
“It’s sweet.” You said, stepping out as he turned to look down at you, “I can really tell how much you care about him.”
“Do you wanna see a photo?” Sammy offered and you nodded as he pulled out his phone. He turned his fliphone around to show you a photo of his son who had the same auburn hair his father did along with the same smile.
“He is absolutely adorable!” You cooed, “He looks so similar to you!”
“Thank you! He's a handful, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Sammy said, “I am positive Nate sent him my way because he and Nate are both hard headed. Just like very similar personalities.”
“Hand picked just for you.” You said with a smile, looking up at him.
Sammy met your gaze with tears in his eyes, “Yea- I mean you’re right.. It’s just.. It’s nice to hear that.” He said with a weak smile.
You suddenly wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tightly, “I’m sorry, I just feel like you needed a hug.”
He hugged you back, trying to avoid messing up your look, “Thank you. I honestly did.” He said with a soft chuckle.
Your agent suddenly cleared her throat and you two pulled away from each other. “At least you two weren’t making out.” She said, “It’s time for your next event.”
“Thanks.” You said with a smile, following her out of the dressing room with Sammy on your heels.
With the new knowledge you had gained, you were starting to fall in love with Sammy more and more.
And honestly? You couldn’t be happier.
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After a full day of photo shoots, interviews, and talk shows it was finally time for your last event of the day.
Your last event for the day was posing on a corvette for Chevrolet for their new ad campaign, so you were on a black corvette with a specially made two piece bikini set that was black with silver wings.
“Looking spectacular for the camera!” The photographer called out, “Show us why you are a VS Angel!”
“She’s single, ya know.” Your agent whispered, walking over to Sammy.
“She told me.” Sammy whispered back, clearly not taking the hint.
“So did you invite her out to dinner?” She asked, “Or on a date?”
Sammy immediately started to blush and turned to look at your agent, “Excuse me? I don’t.. I mean.. I’m not her type.” He said, “She probably likes muscular men who don’t have a crazy ex wife and emotional baggage.”
“Listen Samuel.” Her agent warned, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, “She has been flirting with you all day. Now you are an attractive man who clearly she has taken interest in. A Victoria Secret Angel who can clearly pull any man she wants is very interested in you. Take that information with what you will.”
She let go over his shirt collar and went to join the photographer, making sure you were still looking your best.
And right now? Sammy had some thinking to do.
After you were done with the car, you invited the team who worked for the dealership up in the photo. That way, it was something cool they could display at their dealership. After the photo, you went to change again and like a trained puppy Sammy followed. As you got changed, you waited for Sammy to officially ask you out but the time never came.
Soon you were out of your dressing room and Sammy started to escort you back to the SUV. Since he wasn’t going to ask you, it was up to you.
“Sammy, give me your number.” You said and Sammy turned to look at you.
“Oh I’m sorry, you’ll have to book me through the security agency.” He explained walking in step with you.
“What?” You laughed, “Sammy, do you think I am asking you to be a security guard for me?”
“Yes.” He said, “Was my service adequate?”
“More than adequate.” You said with a laugh, “Sammy, I’m giving you my personal number so we could go out or you can come to one of my shows.”
Sammy froze like he was trying to fully understand what you just said, “You want to go out with me?”
“Do I need to spell it out for you?” You asked, grabbing his tie, “Sammy baby, I want to start seeing you.”
“Yes ma’am.” He said immediately, pulling out his phone. Sammy gave you his phone where you punched in your number.
“I have a modeling show two weeks from now. Be there.” You said, walking out to the SUV and Sammy was still standing there.
You had done your bit, now it was time for Sammy to follow through with his bit.
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Time had passed and during that time you and Sammy were texting non-stop. Both of your schedules were too busy at the moment to properly plan a date so you two agreed after your fashion show you two would have that date.
It was the day of your modeling show and you were at your makeup station. “He’s here!” Your agent said excitedly, “He’s really here!”
“Sammy?” You asked, trying to look neutral so you wouldn't mess up your make up, “Please tell me you mean Sammy.”
“I mean Sammy and I won’t spoil what else he has with him.” Your agent said and your face dropped.
“Not his child.” You said and your agent made a face.
“Absolutely not, rather it’s something just as beautiful as you.” Your agent said with a wink, “You’ll have to see when you go out on the runway.”
You smiled to yourself as your artist continued to get you ready. Hopefully the outfit you were given to wear today was going to blow his socks off. The outfit that you helped pick out for this show was simple white wings with a soft pink two piece outfit with gemstones with white heels. Soon you began to get dressed in your first outfit which was the new baby doll line that Victoria Secret was introducing. Your baby doll set was of course pink.
“Pink goes with everything.” Your agent said, sprinkling glitter onto you.
“Of course.” You said, moving in a circle to make sure every bit of you was covered in glitter.
“Now go out there and show Sammy Bryant why he is taking you out tonight. Oh, and of course show why Victoria Secret made you an angel.”Your agent said, squeezing your shoulders, “Now go!”
The music started up and every model began to walk down the runway. Womanizer by Britney Spears began to play and just as you stepped out, there you saw Sammy. He was in the front row with a huge bouquet of roses in his lap as he clapped. Soon he noticed you and he began to wave right at you.
You smiled at him, unable to wave at him. The blush crept up your face as you noticed that those roses in his lap were for you. Your turn soon ended and you went backstage to get into your angel outfit.
“Did you see him?” Your agent said, helping you get out of your outfit, “That was so cute!”
“Oh so cute!” You said, blushing. “He brought me flowers and I am so excited to see him after the show!”
“I got one of the workers to get him a fan with your face on it.” Your agent said as she touched up your look.
“No you didn’t.” You said with a laugh as you got into your angel outfit, “And he took it?”
“Oh he absolutely took it with a badge of honor.” Your agent said, clasping your outfit.
“I can’t wait to see him again.” You said excitedly as you got your wings on. Your agent soon led you to your spot on where to stand.
“Go get 'em girl.” Your agent said as Paparazzi by Lady Gaga began.
Soon you made your way down the runway as the lights flashed. As you walked you immediately noticed Sammy again, this time cheering and recording as you made your way down the runway.
Once you hit your mark, you winked and blew a kiss his way. He fake caught it and cheered louder causing you to break a little bit and smile wider with a laugh. You soon finished your walk and got back into the dressing room.
“Amazing as always!” Your agent said excitedly, getting you a sip of water.
“I cracked at the end though.” You said with a sigh, sipping your water, “Ugh I am not proud of that.”
“This could turn in your favor.” Your agent said, “I wouldn’t panic.”
“If you aren’t worried about it then I won’t worry about it.” You said, moving to gently sit.
Soon it was the end of the show and every model came back out for one final time, posing and smiling. You stood in the middle with the rest of the angels, smiling at the crowd. The crowd cheered and clapped for the models and you could see Sammy cheering as loud as he could.
After the event, your agent immediately went to grab Sammy. “Is this allowed?” He asked as she led him past security.
“Um duh!” She said, dragging him through the crowd, “She genuinely wants to see you.” She explained as she stopped outside the door, “I GOT A FAN FOR YOU!”
You stepped out in your robe and immediately lit up. “Could I get an autograph?” He joked, offering the fan up.
You squealed and threw your arms around him, “Sammy! You came!”
He pulled you into a hug, “Of course! We have a date tonight!” He said, gently rubbing your back.
“What did you think?” You asked, moving to sign his fan.
“You looked amazing! Absolutely beautiful!” He said, “Oh! I also got you flowers.”
He held out the beautiful bouquet of roses, “I’m sorry, I really hope you like roses.”
You gently took them and smiled brightly, “Oh Sammy! These are beautiful!” you said, gently smelling them, “These are going right to my apartment! Just let me change into street clothes and then we’ll head out.”
You passed your roses to your agent and passed the fan back to Sammy.
Oh the night had just begun.
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You were dressed in a tank top with a PINK off the shoulder tshirt over it and jean shorts with sneakers.
“It’s like seeing a completely different person.” Sammy admitted as he walked you to his car.
“Sammy.. Is that supposed to be a compliment?” You asked with a laugh as he opened the door to his car. He paused and immediately got embarrassed.
“O-Oh my god! I am so sorry! Yes!” He said, “I totally meant it as a compliment. I am so sorry!” He said nervously, “I meant it as a compliment because it’s nice to see you! Like see you outside of being a supermodel.”
“Nice save.” You joked as you got in, “Keep talking Sammy and maybe I’ll just kiss you tonight.”
He just blushed and quietly closed the door. Sammy smiled to himself as he moved to get into the car.
“So Sammy, what’s the plan tonight?” You asked, looking over as he started the car.
“How do you feel about just pizza and an arcade?” He asked, “I always believed arcade dates truly revealed a lot about a person.”
“Honestly? I love that.” You said with a smile, “It’ll be nice to learn more about Sammy Bryant.”
“And same to you.” He said with a smile as he started to drive toward the pizza spot he was thinking of, “The nice thing is, they are pretty much connected.”
“Really?” You asked with a smile, “So how’d you find this place?”
“Don’t laugh.” He said, “But I like to blow off steam by going to play arcade games. Especially pinball.”
You covered your mouth, clearly trying not to laugh.
“I know! I know! It’s embarrassing!” He said with a laugh, “But it relaxes me. Plus, Nate loves the little carousel they have here.”
“No! It’s cute and sweet!” You said with a smile, “It’s nice that you take him with you.”
He soon pulled into a parking spot, putting his car into park, “Ready to get your ass handed to you in skeeball?” He joked, getting out of the car.
“Maybe in the first round I’ll let you win.” You said with a smirk as he moved to help you out of the car.
“Just maybe?” He joked, keeping your hand in his as you two walked towards the arcade.
“Keep talking like that and maybe I’ll pull back my offer.” You said with a smirk as he opened the door for you.
The two of you headed into the arcade, curious to see who was going to beat who in skeeball.
“Ready to lose?” Sammy asked, loading up the card you two were going to share.
“I think you mean ready to win.” You said with a smirk as you two headed to the skeeball machine.
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After a couple rounds of skeeball where Sammy had only won once during those rounds so the two of you teamed up together to see how many tickets you guys could win. A couple rounds of coin pushers, claw machines, and other arcade games you two finally decided to call it and head to the counter to see how many tickets you guys had.
“So you two have 50,000 tickets on the card.” The attendant explained. You and Sammy looked at each other.
“I’m sorry 50,000? How?” Sammy asked with a laugh, clearly not believing the number.
“Our pinball machines also put out tickets.” The attendant explained and Sammy slowly nodded.
“That uhh.. Yea that makes sense then.” Sammy said with a laugh, looking around the prizes. “I’ll take the remote control car and then the stuffed seal please. Also two suckers please.”
The attendant got him the remote control car, the stuffed seal, and the two suckers.
“Oh wow! It’s a Harbor Seal plush!” You said with a laugh, “Nate is going to love it!”
“I got Nate the car.” Sammy said, holding the seal out, “The seal is for you.”
“For me?” You asked softly, gently taking the seal from him.
“It’s your favorite animal. A harbor seal.” He said with a warm smile, “You said it when my son said he liked Sharks.”
“You remembered.” You said softly, looking down at the seal, “You remembered my favorite animal.”
“Of course I did.” Sammy said as the two of you were about to leave the arcade, “I wouldn’t forget that, it’s one of the first things I learned about you.”
You paused, looking at Sammy. He was the first man you had ever met who took an interest in what you liked. Sammy noticed what your favorite animal was and he did it without even having to double check with you, he just knew.
“Oh! Before we get pizza, let’s get a photo strip from the photo booth.” Sammy said, gently taking your hand, “I want a photo to remember this.”
You giggled and followed Sammy into the photo booth. He sat down first, scooting over to let you in next to him. The two of you sat in close proximity inside the photo booth as he selected a frame. He picked out a pink one with hearts and the camera started up.
The first photo you two had bunny ears behind the other and the camera took the shot.
“Alright, let’s get a smile in!” Sammy said. The two of you pressed your cheeks together and smiled, the camera flashing as it took the shot.
“What about the third one?” Sammy asked and you just smiled at him, moving to cup his face. You gently turned him towards you and softly kissed him.
He paused, his eyes open as you kissed him. But then, he melted into the kiss bringing up his own hands to cover yours. The camera caught the shot of you two kissing. After the kiss, he gently rested his forehead against yours and smiled.
“Wow, that was..” the camera flashed again, “that was amazing.” Sammy whispered.
“It really was.” You said with a smile, “I’m really glad we did this.”
The two of you got out of the photobooth, hands lingering by each other. “So.. pizza?” Sammy asked with a smile, gently nudging your shoulder.
“Pizza sounds amazing Sammy.” You said with a smile, taking his hand.
The two of you walked towards the pizza place, excited for what was to come for the two of you.
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After that arcade and pizza date, you and Sammy moved rather quickly together. He had asked you to be his girlfriend that night in the car and you happily said yes.
You also weren’t planning on sleeping together that night but when he walked you to your door, you knew he was coming to bed with you. And honestly? It was the best sex of your life. Sammy Bryant knew exactly what he had and knew exactly how to pleasure you, between which areas to suck and exactly what pace drove you mad.
After that night, you two were constantly sleeping over at each other’s places. Then a month later, Sammy had asked Tammi if you could meet Nate.
“I would at least like to meet the woman.” Tammi snapped over the speaker phone as you and Sammy sat across from the phone.
“Yes you can meet her.” He said with a sigh, “Totally like I met your boyfriend.” He muttered.
You gently took Sammy’s hand, quietly reminding him that you were here.
“Alright then, I’ll bring him over on Friday.” Tammi said, then hung up.
“I see why you two divorced.” You said quietly as Sammy set down his phone.
“Yea, glad I’m not crazy.” He joked, then took your other hand, “If this all works out, move in with me.”
“What?” You asked with a soft laugh, clearly unsure if you heard him correctly, “Did you just ask me to move in with you?”
“Yes. I did.” Sammy said, squeezing your hands, “But I want this. I want us. I know we’ve only been dating for a month, but I have never felt so sure about anything in my life.”
You paused, taking in what he just said, “I mean you are closer to my gigs.” You said, “Plus I practically spend every night here.”
“Is that a yes?” He asked with a smile.
You nodded, “It’s a yes! I’ll live with you.” You said with a smile, standing up.
He stood up as well and immediately pulled you in for a hug, “I love you.” He whispered, gently kissing your head.
“I love you too.” You whispered, smiling into his chest.
When Friday came, you had gotten Nate a toy car that he could drive around the driveway. It sat in the living room with a blue bow on it.
“What if he doesn’t like me?” You asked nervously, starting to pace, “I mean what if Tammi hates me?”
“Well she’ll probably hate you regardless.” Sammy with a laugh, grabbing your shoulders, “But Nate won’t. Don’t worry sweetheart, it’ll go fine.”
He softly kissed your head when the doorbell rang, signalling they were here. “We got this.” Sammy whispered and you gave him a quick nod. He moved to open the door and there Tammi was holding Nate in her arms.
“Hey Tammi.” Sammy said, moving to take Nate from her.
“Sammy.” Tammi said simply, stepping inside, “Alright, where’s this girl you’ve been seeing?”
You moved to introduce yourself and when you did, you saw her face immediately drop.
“Y-You’re a Victoria Secret Angel.” She whispered, staring at you.
“Yes, I was selected to be an Angel this year for Victoria Secret, it’s a pleasure to meet you Tammi.” You said with a nervous smile.
“You got with a Victoria Secret Angel?” Tammi asked with a scoff.
Before you could stand up for yourself, Sammy immediately moved to defend you, “She is more than just a Victoria Secret Angel and I would prefer if you stopped referring to her as just an Angel.” Sammy warned.
Tammi, who was clearly taken aback, nodded. “Yep, I can stop.” She said simply, “Um Sammy, he has everything he needs in his diaper bag and I’ll pick him up Sunday morning.”
“Thank you.” He said simply, “Nate say bye to mama.”
Tammi kissed Nate goodbye, soon leaving the three of you alone. Nate soon looked over to you and gently pointed, “Who?” He asked softly.
“This is daddy’s special friend.” Sammy explained, walking over to you, “She is gonna be living with Daddy from now on, which means when you come to see daddy you’ll also see her.”
“Hi Nate, it’s nice to meet you.” You said softly, “I heard you like trucks.”
“Tuck!” He said excitedly, bouncing in Sammy’s arms, “Tuck! Tuck!”
“He has trouble with R’s.” Sammy explained, setting Nate down. The two of you walked with Nate to the living room where the truck was, he squealed with excitement.
“Me?” Nate asked, putting his hand on his.
You chuckled and nodded, “Yes! It’s for you Nate!”
He immediately ran over and crashed into your legs, hugging them as tight as he could, “Dank you, Angle.”
Sammy stifled his laugh as you picked up Nate, “You are very welcome.” You said with a smile, “Why don’t we go drive that around?”
“Yea!” He said excitedly as Sammy moved to pick up the truck.
Soon the two of you were at the recreational area of his apartment complex where Nate was happily driving his new truck around. You and Sammy sat at a picnic table, quietly watching him.
“He’s a super sweet kid.” You said with a smile, leaning into Sammy.
“He is, I just wish he wouldn’t call you Angle.” Sammy said with a soft laugh.
“In due time.” You said, leaning over to kiss his cheek, “But for now? I love it.”
“Good.” He said, checking his watch, “It’s getting close to his bedtime, let’s head back.”
Soon the three of you headed back to Sammy’s apartment, Nate leading you in his car. “Beep! Beep!” He called out, causing you and Sammy to laugh.
“I am so glad he loves it.” You said, squeezing Sammy’s hand.
“Me too.” He whispered, kissing the side of your head.
After the three of you got back, you helped Sammy get Nate ready for bed. “I want Angle to read me a bed time story.”
“Wow, not your own daddy?” Sammy asked with a gasp as Nate went to go pick out a book.
“Out Dada! Out!” Nate said, shooing Sammy out. You tried to contain your laugh as Nate shooed Sammy out of the room.
“Okay then, I’ll be in my room.” Sammy said, putting his hands up, “I’ll come in and kiss you goodnight in a bit.”
Nate was too focused on you, passing you a book. “Lay and ead!” He said and you joined him in his little toddler racecar bed.
“Okay Okay!” You said with a laugh, looking at the book, “Clark the Shark, good choice kid!”
Nate snuggled next to you as you began to read, his eyes drooping as you continued.
Unbeknownst to you, Sammy was watching from the cracked door. He had tears in his eyes and a smile.
Because Sammy never believed he was deserving of this. A life where he was happy and loved. He couldn’t have been more thankful for you.
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A couple months had passed since you two had officially been dating, six months to be exact. Things were going great! Your modeling career was steady and Sammy was able to still be your private security guard while still being an officer.
Except, he didn’t tell any of his buddies he was dating. Not even Sherman.
It wasn’t like he was ashamed of you. He just knew his fellow officers and he knew how they could be. Once they found out you were a model, who knew what they were capable of. Plus, Sammy didn’t want to beat up a guy because he disrespected you.
Everything was going great, so great even his co-workers had noticed he was overall a happier person.
But of course, he couldn’t keep the secret forever. Someone was bound to find out eventually.
And of course it was Sherman.
Sherman hadn’t even meant to find out, he just happened to be leaving for work from his recent hookup house which just happened to be down the road from Sammy’s place. As he drove by he saw Sammy talking to you outside of his door.
You were in one of Sammy’s old police hoodies in a pair of his boxers, kissing him as he was about to leave for work. Sherman was trying not to stare as he watched Sammy say goodbye to you.
That stuck with him all through his drive to work because what was Sammy hiding?
And why wouldn’t he tell his partner?
So he decided to confront Sammy when they were alone in the squad car.
“You didn’t tell me you were seeing someone.” Sherman stated as they started their shift.
“I didn’t think I had to tell you.” Sammy said with a laugh, sipping his coffee, “Are you honestly upset that I didn’t tell you?”
“You know what? Yea I am! I’m your partner!” Sherman started, “I have been trying to get you back into the dating world for months!”
“How did you even know I was seeing someone?” Sammy asked, looking over to Sherman, “You stalking me Shermy?”
“I drove by your place.” Sherman said casually, “Had a hookup a couple places down.”
“Just move into the neighborhood dude, you keep hooking up with people in my neighborhood.” Sammy said, shaking his head.
“Don’t distract me!” Sherman warned, “What’s her name? How’d you meet her? Is she a hook up or are you two dating?”
“I’ll answer one of your questions.” Sammy said simply, “We are dating.”
“Nothing else?” Sherman asked with a sigh.
“Not telling you anymore.” Sammy said simply with a smirk, “Sorry Shermy.”
“You suck Bryant.” Sherman mumbled, crossing his arms.
Word got around quickly that Sammy was seeing someone, yet no one could figure out any details on you.
“Give us one hint Sammy!” Officer Dewey begged in the locker room as they got ready for the day.
“Cmon guys leave him alone!” Cooper said, putting on his belt, “The man clearly doesn’t wanna share.”
“He just doesn’t want to share because it’s his left hand.” Officer Munoz said with a laugh.
“She’s real!” Sherman argued, “I’ve seen her!”
“Alright! Alright!” Sammy called out, tucking in his shirt, “Fine, you guys wanna know so badly?” He asked.
All of the officers in the room nodded, “Bryant we all wanna know.” Officer Robinson said with a smirk.
“She’s a Victoria Secret model.” Sammy said simply, “She’s an Angel this year.”
The room grew quiet before the Officers erupted into laughter, truly not believing Sammy.
“No she’s not!” Dewey said, laughing so hard he had to lean on a locker, “Oh Bryant, I want whatever you are on!”
Sammy stormed out, immediately pissed off at everyone. He started the walk towards the briefing room before ducking into a private hallway. Because Sammy had a plan to prove to everyone in the office you two were dating.
He quickly dialed you on his phone, waiting for you to pick up.
“Hey baby, miss me already?” You cooed into the phone, “I thought this morning would last you all day Sammy baby.”
That morning you had woken Sammy up with a blow job which quickly turned into a quickie where Sammy had barely left for work in time.
His cheeks immediately brightened and he tried to push away the inappropriate thoughts that appeared in his head.
“Baby girl, that isn’t why I’m calling.” He said with a chuckle, “Though I do miss you.”
“I miss you too, baby.” You cooed, “Especially after this morning when you put your hand around my-.”
“I want you to bring in my lunch today. I left the lunch you made me at home.” Sammy said, immediately cutting you off, “Also stop trying to give me a boner during work sweetheart.”
You giggled into the phone, “Well baby, I have a modeling gig around one. Can it wait till after?”
“Absolutely, are you sure you don’t wanna get something with Sherman?” You asked, “I don’t want you starving.”
“I won’t starve, plus I get to see you.” He said with a smile, “That’ll make my day ten times better!”
“Okay baby!” You said excitedly, “I’ll see you at one! I love you!”
“I love you too baby.” He said, hanging up.
He headed to the briefing room, putting his phone in his pocket. Sammy was gonna show everyone today he wasn’t lying, that he truly was dating a Victoria Secret model.
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You had just finished your modeling gig with Victoria Secret for their new pj lingerie set and you had changed into jean shorts and a crop top tee. Sammy had told you to go straight into the lobby of the station and just to ask for him. Not only did you grab his lunch, you always brought donuts for the officers on duty.
“Hi!” You said with a warm smile to the front desk attendant, “I’m looking for Officer Sammy Bryant.”
The worker was just about to call when Cooper came out, “Well hey! Look who it is!” He said with a smile, “Are you here to make a report?”
“Oh no, I’m here to see Sammy!” You said excitedly and Cooper paused.
“Wait, are you dating Sammy?” He asked, letting you into the precinct.
“I am!” You said following him, “We’ve been dating for six months!”
“Wow so you two weren’t dating when Officer Tang and I helped you!” He said walking with you.
“Just a little after that!” You said, following him to where some desks were lined up.
“Hey Sammy! Look who I found!” Cooper called out just as Sammy and Sherman walked in.
“Baby!” You squealed, setting his lunch and donuts down. You practically tackled him with a hug, but he caught you easily.
“Baby?” The officers repeated as Sammy hugged you.
“Hey pretty girl, look at you!” He said, catching your lips in a kiss.
You were too focused on him to realize everyone was staring at the two of you.
“Holy shit, you are dating a Victoria Secret Angel.” Robinson breathed out as you and Sammy pulled away.
“Told ya.” Sammy said smugly as you passed him his lunch.
“I also brought everyone donuts!” You said excitedly, opening up the box of donuts.
“You are the best baby girl.” He said with a smile, “Are you in a rush today?”
“Nah, I got all my modeling done for the day.” You said with a smile, “Can I join you for lunch?”
“I ain’t ever gonna say no to that.” He said then fake gasped, “But where are my manners? Let me introduce you to the other officers.”
He introduced you to everyone, yet no one could still understand how Sammy was able to bag someone like you. Especially with Sammy’s track record of women.
“I mean this in the nicest way possible, how?” Munoz asked, eyeing you up.
“Sammy was my private body guard for the day.” You explained as Sammy snaked an arm around your waist, “He came to one of my shows then he asked me out. The rest was history.” You said with a smile, leaning on him.
“Holy shit Bryant, I am sorry I doubted you.” Dewey said with a laugh, “I just didn’t think I had it in you.”
“I still have game.” Sammy said with a smirk, looking down at you.
You smiled warmly, “I am truly one lucky girl.”
“I’m still pissed you didn’t tell me!” Sherman warned, grabbing a donut.
“I was waiting till we could go on a double date!” Sammy argued, “But you never settled.”
“I would’ve if you told me!” Sherman said with a laugh.
“Listen, I’m done sharing.” Sammy said, squeezing your hip, “Say bye sweetheart, I want you to tell me all about your day.”
“Okay baby!” You cooed, “Bye guys! Enjoy your donuts!”
Sammy led you to the breakroom, gently squeezing your ass as the two of you walked. He didn’t even care if he got written up for inappropriate conduct, he was just happy no one was going to doubt him anymore.
Sammy Bryant had finally gotten the happy ending he deserved and you had finally found a man who loved you for you.
Sammy Bryant who can’t help but kiss you in the middle of sex.
MDNI 18+
He’s got you in missionary, your legs thrown over his shoulders, ankles swinging with every thrust he makes. Moaning beneath him and clawing at his chest, he’s to far so you let out a soft whine. Sammy just chuckles and leans down, his lips hovering over yours.
You’re both just breathing and whimpering into each other’s mouths until he closes it, kissing you messily and quick before pulling back and pumping into you faster while groaning.
“S-Sammy” you gasp, arms shooting up and wrapping around the back of his neck. He opens his mouth and tilts his head back and you can see his cute crooked teeth. You move your hands to the back of his head, tangling in his curls and biting your bottom lip, clenching around him.
He takes his thumb and leans down, tugging your lip from between your teeth and slotting his lips between yours before pushing the bottom of your chin up so your lips meet his, you’re to fucked out and panting to be able to kiss him back, so he figures he’ll do it for you.
His tongue sliding against yours, his other hand snaking down to toy with your clit in his chubby fingers. Your head tips farther back into the pillows and Sammy chases it. “C’mon doll, give me a kiss” he’s pouting, hips still slamming into yours.
You manage to come to and kiss him back, squeezing his hair in your fingers and pushing your mouth to his roughly. He just moans into it, pushing his hips into yours, his cock nuzzling riigght up against your cervix making you gasp, and him shove his tongue back into your mouth.
You can feel his teeth on your lips as he smiles against them.
Husband! Sammy Bryant dealing with his horny drunk wife <3
MDNI 18+
warnings: intox, oral (f receiving), afab, a lot of whining lol, not read over srry <3
You’re whining into his neck, his big rough hands settled on your hips as you shove your face deeper into his freckled skin. He’s still in uniform, having picked you up from the bar after you called him tipsy and giggling and he came and took you home.
“Js’ call in” you whisper into his neck, slipping your skirt down your legs, your sticky panties following. “You know I can’t angel” he grunts lowly, hands squeezing at your bare flesh and his eyes fluttering shut as you kiss his neck.
“Sammy” you whine, falling back onto the bed and crawling up to the pillows as he watches you. You let your legs fall apart slowly, sticky wet pussy glimmering in the dim lighting of your shared home.
Sammy lets out a deep sigh, hand moving down to adjust his stiffening cock in his pants. “Baby.” he says sternly, “this isn’t fair.” He watches as you lower your left hand down, toying with your clit and your pretty wedding ring catching on the light.
“Just want my husband cock, s’ that so bad” you pout, big doe eyes blinking up at him. “You know I gotta get bac..” he trails off, his eyes glazing over as he stumbles towards you a bit. “You don’t want me anymore Sammy? That it?” You whine, finger pumping inside you.
His big hand is moving over his budge in his pants. “You know that ain’t it.” He growls, the walkie on his side beeping a loud crunchy ‘BRYANT’ as he curses. “I really do gotta go angel” he says lowering himself onto his on knees, pulling you to the edge of the bed by your sides.
He spits a couple times on your pussy as you gasp, watching it run down and coat your folds before he leans in and attaches his mouth to you, slurping it back up. He growls loudly into your cunt as you tug on his hair, his walkie still barking his name before he pulls away. “There, that should hold you over till m’ back hm?”
He leans over you, kissing you roughly before pulling back and then kissing you once more sweetly. “I love you, I’ll be back as soon as I get off” he knows you’ll be sleeping by the time he gets home, but that small taste of your cunt is enough to keep him going for a lifetime.
You whine as he pulls away, sleep already prominent in your voice and he chuckles, adjusting his pants one more time before leaving the house and locking the door.
☼︎ 1.5 k celebration fic for... sammy bryant ☼︎ based on these asks ☼︎
summary ☼︎ after getting cheated on and treated as if he was terrible in bed, your boyfriend sammy has no idea just how good he always makes you feel. how do you remedy that? by having him tell you how good he is while you ride him of course!
cw ☼︎ afab!reader, talks of insecurities/infidelity, established relationship, reassurance af! dry humping for like a second, kissing :3, reverse cowgirl, unprotected p in v, creampie heals all
wc ☼︎ 1.2 k
the first time you and sammy had sex, you thought him asking you "that feel good?" or "is this okay?" repeatedly was just him learning your body. but at three months into the relationship and he's still acting surprised you even want to be intimate with him, you know it's more than that.
it was the same cycle of little things here and there that had you realize sammy was unaware of how good to you he was. it ranged from sending him a dirty text or picture while he was gone only to be met with a response like "you know you sent that to me right?", to trying to get him undressed and in your pants the second he got home just for him to scrunch his face up and say "you don't have to do that for me."
some nights, you even thought you were the problem. because every time you tried to tell him you felt needy for him, he always double and triple checked if you actually wanted to. your confusion came to a head after dinner on his couch one night.
you'd wanted him inside you since the second he got home, but as always, he looked at you like you had four heads when you tried to make a move. so you waited until after dinner and halfway through the movie he let you pick out. you lean over to start kissing his neck and you hear his breath hitch when you sling a leg over his waist to straddle him. "missed you today sammy.." you hum as you reach his lips while trailing your fingers down his soft belly to his pants zipper.
"are you sure you want to?" is what he murmurs when you tug at the metal tab. you huff, pulling back to look at him. "do you.. not want me or something sammy?" his hazel eyes look cartoonish the way they bulge outwards. "w-what? of course i do."
you play with the buttons on his shirt as you whisper, "then why are you always acting surprised when i want to be with you?" his pudgy cheeks redden instantly, a hand carding through his curls as he looks anywhere but you. "cause it is surprising for me. i guess." when your face scrunches in confusion he rubs the back of his neck as he continues. "my ex she uh, she cheated on me. and i- i think its because of y'know.. her not being satisfied with my… abilities."
the frown takes over your face instantly, heart sinking at the fact that his insecurities come from a woman who wasn't even faithful to him. you think for a second, the last few months becoming clearer in your mind. "sammy… you know that i think you're really good at sex right?"
"baby, you don't have'ta lie-" "i'm not lying! i swear, sammy. you're the only guy who's ever made me finish." he blinks up at you, hands tightening on your hips as you rock once on top of him. "i- i am?" you nod sweetly, not being able to help grinding down on him as you feel him fully harden beneath you. a small groan slips out of both of you at the movement.
"mhm.. you make me feel so good sammy. only you" his lips part at your admission before he cradles your face in his chubby hands to pull you down to kiss him. by the time your tongue slips into his mouth you're desperate, rocking back and forth and whining on top of him.
a surge of confidence rushes though your boyfriend as he whispers against your lips, "w-want me to make you feel good right now?" you don't try to fight of your soft moan of anticipation, which causes sammy to buck his hips up involuntarily as you nod.
you both quickly stand up and all clothes are discarded in between needy kisses before settling back onto the couch. you stop him before he can roll you into missionary, his go to position, and you pray that you've reassured him enough that he'll let you try something new.
you scoot around until you're hovering upright on his lap as you face away from him. you glance over your shoulder and bite your lip when you see his eyes glued to your ass. "this okay sammy?" his enthusiastic nod has you giggle, which is quickly cut off by a moan as he guides you to sink down onto his cock.
"jesus- fuck- you feel so good like this baby." sammy babbles already as you start to ride him in reverse cowgirl for the first time. you're crying out his name as he stretches you until you feel him in your throat.
even though you're not face to face, the new position lets you lean back against his soft chest and easily turn your head to kiss him. it's a sloppy kiss that has your hips faltering when he starts grinding upwards to meet each of your bounces. "oh god- so big sammy ooohh god-!" you yelp when he reaches around to rub your clit just how you taught him to, which you reward with a "just like that- mhm-! so good sammy."
sammy starts to whine into your mouth when you clench around him. "tell me that you're making me feel good. say it sammy." he hesitates for a second before you bend down and gently cup his balls that sit just below where he's touching your clit. he chokes out a groan before nodding in agreement. "im makin' you feel good baby- makin' you f-feel so good."
you're tugging on his bottom lip with your teeth as you whimper, "so good sammy- best anyone's ever made me feel." he speeds up his thrusts, his thick tip hitting the sensitive spot inside you relentlessly. he breaks your kiss to stick two of the chubby fingers from his free hand in your mouth, humming in satisfaction at you when you suck fervently and look back at him with glossy eyes.
he releases them with a *pop* and brings them to pinch one of your nipples and your orgasm approaches you like the inevitable drop off at a cliff. you feel him puff out his chest a bit against your back. and when he grunts, "yea.. yea- i'm the best you've ever had- hnng - f-fucking this tight pussy better than anyone else has, r-right?", you're a goner. you spasm around him, reaching forward to grab at his knees when your eyes squeeze shut in pleasure and you free fall with a shaky moan.
and sammy's right behind you, muttering a few "so good baby, fuck- best ive ever felt." and "gonna fill you up jus how you like it- gonna be so full a'me. only me." the next second your insides are flooded with warmth as he whimpers your name. you shiver at his come filling you to the brim, sending lovely aftershock waves through your body.
you sag back against his chest with a sigh, sammy wraps his strong arms around you, kissing your neck softly. you nuzzle your cheek to the top of his head where is curls lay a little sweaty now. you hold his hand in yours as you smile. "told you you were good at that."
nothing could have prepared pope cody for the first time you asked him to do cowgirl position. typically, you guys would stick to missionary because that's what he was comfortable with. who were you to complain when he was incredibly well-endowed, AND he knew how to use that monster cock he was blessed with. you were always completely spent and satisfied after sex when it came to pope, but you also wanted to start experimenting with him a little bit.
so, you finally pop the question. naturally, pope goes along with whatever you want because he just wants to feel you around him. the noises you made when he was inside you were the best bonus he could ask for. it's late at night, you're both already cuddled up in bed. his chest is pressed up against your back, one of his arms wrapped snugly around your waist, and his head buried in the nape of your neck.
you were having trouble sleeping, which happened more often than you cared to admit. but you knew pope was awake, since he slept even less than you. he'd never dare to move a muscle once you finally fell asleep, though. regardless, he was more than aware of your restlessness even though you hadn't so much as stirred. he gently rubbed circles into your soft tummy, kissing your hair.
"you okay?" he mumbles against you. you nod slowly, turning over your shoulder a bit to look at him. he can see the look in your eyes, recognizing what was going through your head in that moment. "i need you…" you sigh quietly, not-so-subtly pressing your ass back against the half-baked erection in his boxers. his breath hitches at the contact, but he obliges instantly. you turn over and move to straddle him, his hands catch your hips and help you get settled. his eyes travel up your body as you sit flush against him.
his cock is straining almost painfully hard against the fabric of his boxers now. you slowly roll your hips against him, a soft sigh emitting from your parted lips. he couldn't decide where he wanted to watch first as you start to become more confident in your movements. "does it feel good?" his thumbs stroke over the skin of your waist. "want you inside me." you pant, shivering at the sensation of the mutual wet spot seeping through your panties. he responds with a strangled 'okay' as he yanks down his boxers and pulls your panties to the side for you.
he lets you do the honors of sliding yourself down on his cock. although he'd long grown out of his phase of coming too early when you first started having sex, in this moment, he swore he was a goner. watching the way your face tenses in pleasure while you split yourself open on top of him was easily one of the most beautiful things he'd ever witnessed. then, you actually start moving. bouncing on his cock so enthusiastically, head falling back in pure bliss. he's gasping out your name, mesmerized by the sound of slapping skin mixed with your loud moans.
the louder you got, the closer he got to blowing his load before you were ready. he moves one of his hands lower, furiously rubbing at your clit with his thumb so he could get you there faster. "fuck, andrew…" you cry out, hips stuttering at the overwhelming stimulation. he's groaning loudly now, using every technique he'd ever learned to not come until you do. "yeah- fuck-" he mutters, his voice cracking slightly. "feels so good." you whimper, leaning over to slam your lips against his. that was his undoing, he instantly explodes, full on moaning like a girl while he buries himself deep inside you. his grip on your ass is tight as he holds you against him, making sure you weren't going to spill a single drop.
before you could even try to think that he forgot about you, he resumes toying with your clit and starts bucking his hips up into you. soon enough, you're clenching around him so tight he's forced to slip out of you. although every bone in his body wanted another round, he saw the way your eyelids became heavy with exhaustion. he was like your own personal melatonin, the way he could fuck you to sleep without trying. he gently lifts you back onto your side of the bed, grabbing the supplies to get you cleaned up. once you're both freshened up, he gets back into bed, pulling you tight against him and burying his face in the crook of your neck once more.
alex's thoughts 𓈒∘☁︎: period horny hits different i just want my popey in bed next to me someone FUCKING SEDATE ME AAAAAAAAAA
thinking about how sammy bryant is a cheesy lover again!
on early weekend mornings, he’d make you breakfast. eggs, bacon, sausage, the works, all for you. a marvin gaye song playing from the alexa in the kitchen.
the smell of the food and rhythm of the song vibrating against the wall made you rise from sleep.
you padded into the kitchen in your nightie, your hair a mess, wiping the sleep from your eyes. sammy, met you in the middle, his arm snaking around your waist and placing a big smooch at the crown of your head.
he plated up breakfast, sitting right next to you at the kitchen table, feeding each other strawberries. he tucked a stray stand of hair behind your ear.
“gosh, baby, you’re so damn pretty,” he gushed, admiring his pretty little lady next to him.
“even like this?” you said, gesturing to your sleepy self.
“all the time, doll. you’re beautiful all the time.”
he cleaned up too, washing the dishes and leaving them in the drying rack for later, the slow love song still droning on in the background.
“i’m gonna go get cleaned up,” you mentioned, making your way to the bathroom before you were stopped by sammy’s arms finding your waist.
“hey, just a minute, baby,” he beckoned you in. “i wanna dance with you.”
you just chuckled, intertwining your hand with his, his other hand placed firmly on your hip.
you’re sleepy and he’s an insomniac and too in-his-head to ask if he can do anything since you’re cuddled up in bed like the cutest thing he’s ever seen. you tug him over by the bottom of his shirt mumbling for him to come snuggle.
he obliges, meticulously taking his shirt and pants off, folding them at the foot of the bed, before sliding in next to you, cock hard and pressing into your hip bone. you grin, wiggling against it just to hear him groan.
“sweetheart…” his voice is a raspy drawl, as if he hasn’t used it in days. it just encourages you to roll to your side, hooking one leg over his thigh, digging your heel into his ass so his clothed cock is pressed against your tiny pajama shorts. “you were about to go to bed.”
you grind down as best you can from a side angle, eyes half open. “‘m always awake for you.”
pope groans, hips thrusting involuntarily, cockhead sliding against the thin fabric covering your slit. you giggle, amused at how quickly you brought your big scary boyfriend to his knees in bed. you wiggle so his tip bumps your clit, humming at the sensation. “feels nice, huh popey?” you mumble, hand finding his as it rests on your hip.
he grunts in response, cock smearing precum on your pajamas and thighs as he aimlessly thrusts, head buried in your neck as he takes his pleasure.
you nudge his head down further, encouraging him to latch on to your tit, moaning as he bites down on your nipple. the sound just spurs him on, hips stuttering as he gets closer and closer to the edge. you press your hand to the back of his head, shoving his face into your tits as he starts to cum, his groans and whimpers muffled.
your hand reaches down to pump him twice, grinning at the whine he makes as you tease his overstimulated cock. “sorry andy,” you giggle, not sorry at all. “you sure you got it all out?”
Happilymarried!Pope who makes everything a onesided competition on who treats their wife best. He just wants to brag how he kisses the ground u walk on because how are they criminals but Cath has to work at a bar??? Uh uh not Pope's wife, she's lapping up the sun by the pool in their house or busy spending his money around, not a care in the damn world hair done nails done in a cute lil car...his card has never graced the leather of his wallet cause its always in her purse
oh my gosh yes, absolutely. oh he's so husband ohhhh i'm sick!! i especially love this with ditzy, bimbo!reader <3 i got a little carried away but it's andrew so it fits! :)
everyone's at the house waiting for dinner to be made, just standing around and chatting. it's hot, bordering on nauseating humidity, and all andrew wants to do is see his pretty wife before dinner. he needs alone time, quiet time in his old room to just sit and gaze at you as you chatter.
but now? andrew's engaged in a mindless conversation with craig, hearing him drone on about his latest hook-up while he stands with his hands on his hips nervously. you're due at smurf's house at any minute, a promise you made as you laid out on the beachfront of your home, waving at andrew as he got in his truck to meet up with the boys earlier that day.
he couldn't stop himself from kissing you. he was 15 minutes late. big fuckin' deal. andrew's family knew he needed his "you time".
deran's cooking tonight, much to pope's chagrin, and the cody's are all a bit anxious to eat the food. "oh no i literally have the pizza place down the block on speed dial" j expresses in between sips of his beer, before deran angrily chimes in from inside the house "jokes on you, dickhead, i catered."
baz sits on a lounger with cath, holding her to his side as he talks to j about an upcoming job. she's sticky with bar-soda stains and exhausted with the sheer movement of a work ethic. staring down at her ring, she runs her thumb over the diamond, wondering how life could've been different. her eyes flicker over to the oldest cody, and she can remember a time when she'd always find him looking back at her. but that hasn't happened in a long time. her shoulders crack with resignation and envy.
a horn honking, a happy squeal from the driveway, and andrew's straightening up his miserable stance. the thick gummy sole of his jordans rub against the concrete as he, quite literally, walks away from craig mid conversation. "bro-" craig shrugs, turning to look at baz in confusion as baz smiles "his girls home bro, you lost him the second the tires pulled in the driveway." craig stomps into the house, but he's not really angry, never could be at pope, "fucker has super hearing, man"
andrew walks to the driveway, shoulders losing their hunch the closer he gets to your bubblegum pop music and toothy smile. it's hard for andrew to smile, he'd often tell you, late in the dark of your bedroom, "'it's like it hurts a bit. hurts my face, i guess" but right now? his smile is beaming; crooked, endearing teeth on display with a light flush. it's probably because his brothers are inside, he never liked smiling with his teeth before you.
"andy!!" you cheer, wide smile and bouncing in lightly between your left and right foot. andrew doesn't even slow his steps, just keeps trudging towards you until you're in his arms. one big hand hooked behind your head for a long, sloppy kiss. waaaay too much of a display for normal public settings. his breath hitches as your hands drag under his t-shirt, nails lightly scraping his sides.
breathing in through his nose, andrew pulls back to look down his nose at you, "missed you. where you been? how was shopping?" "good! really good andy, wanna see?" "later. lemme get a feel for you. missed you so much" with more kisses to your cheeks as he pushes the hair away from your eyes <3
when you go into the yard, you're smiling and waving at the cody's as you hang onto andrew's arm. your ring glistening in the reflection of the pool, cath can't help but swallow bitterly. andrew trails next to you, head fully turned to listen to you rant and rave about the latest sales and the cute clothing you bought for yourself and him. he looks like he could and would eat you whole at the nearest convenience. it's been years, and he still looks at you the same way.
at dinner, you sit on andrew's lap, legs swinging as you bring the fork to his mouth. craig can barely look but deran smiles into his food; it's nice to see pope happy (even if it is gross to witness at dinner). when his iced tea needs to be refilled, you lean forward over the table, his hand resting on the side of your ass to stabilize you. he's not comfy until the weight of his pretty wife is resting on his thighs.
later that night, when you are all cozy and chatting on the couch, you lift your feet into andrew's lap. he doesn't even bat an eye, moving like it's routine.... because it is. slipping off your lil platform flip flops, starting with a massage at your ankle, andrew massages your foot lovingly as he watches the conversations around him. "'s that good?" he speaks lowly to you, and you nod excitedly.
it's almost torture for cath to watch. she was on her feet for probably 9 hours today, and here you are: shiny toe ring, perfectly, freshly manicured toes. begging andrew for a massage, "think i twisted it after i ran out of victoria's secret." his voice sounds alien to her "'s no good baby, gotta watch your step, we talked about this" soooo husbandly and earnest.
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