Here’s to New Beginnings || Samson||12.31.14
The sound of the champagne flute dropping was almost enough to startle Sam and pull away but before he did, he noticed Harrison hadn’t even reacted to the noise, and instead had brought the now free hand up. Sam made a noise of pleasure when he felt the fingers in his hair and tried to grope for something to put his champagne glass somewhere as he was being urged closer. He dropped it in his seat, more hoping than anything that it wouldn’t be pouring all over the seat he was now no longer occupying, but he didn’t bother to check as he had blindly straddled his boyfriend and Dom’s lap. His breathing was irregular by now, enjoying the taste of the champagne off of Harrison’s tongue, slotting their hips together and getting comfortably situated on top of him.
He sucked in a sharp breath through his nose when Harrison’s chilly fingers were suddenly on his torso, making him shiver and sending goosebumps over his skin. For a sensation, it was definitely a pleasurable feeling, even if it had been a shock at first. Now, however, with his body heating up from being close to Harrison and enjoying his lips, it was almost a relief. He wasn’t properly able to stop himself from breaking from his lips to glance over at the frat boys, snorting when he noticed Harrison flipping them off, one of the things he loved about him, in all honestly. He turned back and captured his lips again with a quiet moan, jerking slightly when the hand now pushed its way into his pants and squeezed his ass, something that had his arousal building at double the speed it had been just from the kissing. To bring Harrison along with him in this feeling, he ground down into his lap.
Harrison had planned to wait until they returned back to their hotel room to properly celebrate the new year with Sam. However, that plan when out the window once Sam began to grind down on his lap. There was no way he was going to completely strip down though - no matter how worked up he got - because even though he was used to the cold by from living in Colorado for many years, he wasn’t an idiot. While he moved his lips down to began to work over Sam’s neck, Harrison reluctantly pulled both of his hands away from the warmth of Sam’s body. He placed one hand on his sub’s hip to still them while he worked the other one in between their bodies to work on the button and zipper of his pants.
Once his zipper was down, Harrison pushed his pants and briefs down just enough to free his semi-hard cock, a feat made harder with Sam still on his lap and Harrison’s own unwillingness to remove his lips from Sam’s neck. He bit down right in the area behind Sam’s ear before reaching up to grab a handful of Sam’s hair in both of his hands. With one last deep kiss, Harrison began to push Sam back down the chair. When Sam’s mouth was aligned with his cock, Harrison removed one of his hands and wrapped it around the base of his length. “Hands behind your back.” After Sam complied, Harrison pulled Sam down with the hand that was still in his hair and began to rub the tip of his cock along Sam’s lips until he opened them up.
