"Do it." //incase you couldn't tell, I like memes...
IF YOU’RE BRAVE ENOUGH, SEND ME “DO IT.”
Number: 23: My muse pins yours against a wall
Sam can not help himself. She's been on his mind for far too long. It had been raining when she got here and Sam simply offered her one of his larger shirts to wear while hers dried.
That was a terrible decision.
Ally piddled around the motel room, getting everything ready for their 'reunion movie night' with those goddamn legs and her thighs just peeping out from the edge of the plaid shirt. It wasn't until he watched her try and reach something high up did Sam lose it. Cursing loudly he grabbed her by her waist and yanked her back before flipping her around and pinning her against the wall.
"Ally--" he warned, swallowing thickly. "Ally we need to find you some pants, alright? 'Cause you can't just keep prancing around with only my shirt on, s'giving me some problems alrigh'?"
He mentally berated himself for looking down between them and jesus christ she was so soft and pliant in his arms he could kiss her and swear she'd beg for him. But that would hurt her. He could hurt her even if pinning her wrists above her head wasn't hurting her now.
"Pants, Ally. Please. Now."
