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“ are you gonna kiss me or not? ”

“ are you gonna kiss me or not? ”

The answer to the question was supposed to be easy. Real easy. Yes or no. But still wasn’t able to actually give Rachel the answer, maybe because he didn’t know the answer himself. Because this time it was different, this time it would be for real, nothing about it would be the two of them trying to fool people into believing that they were together, this wasn’t Logan and Summer, this was Sam and Rachel. 

“I,” Sam began as he looked at Rachel, a small breath left his lips, he didn’t trust his own voice, and that he would be able to express what he wanted in words. So instead of saying anything Sam leaned forward, his lips pressed against Rachel’s and he wrapped one arm around, her his other and cupping her cheek as his lips moved against hers.

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❦ for an angry, hateful kiss

This was not normally his scene, Chip would be caught dead at a bar like this. He had come class. But one of his friends had dragged him to the bar, claiming that it was the best bar in a walking distance, if it was, well then they both needed to move. It was as simple as that, because there was nothing here that stood out to him.

“Of course,” he said to himself when he saw who it was at the bar, Tessa, of course this was his luck. Chip turned to his friend, “if you are here so you can hit on the bartender, well then I can leave because.” A small smirk played over his lips, “or maybe I should stay just to see you make an ass of yourself, that might actually save this night.”

He looked over at Tessa, “well, if it isn’t my favorite bartender,” he said, sitting down, “so can you get me your best whiskey, and maybe a smile too,” he looked at her, and Chip was sure he heard her call him an asshole, before handing him his drink.

The night progressed, and Chip wasn’t sure on why he had thought it was a good idea to follow her outside. “Hello,” he said he walked up to her, “you know there gotta be a reason for why you hate me so much,” he leaned a bit closer. His shoulder resting against the wall, a cocky smile playing over his lips, “it’s because you want me, and you hate that you do,” the alcohol was making him way braver than he should be, “so why not just kiss me and give in.” 

It had probably been the wrong thing to say, and his cheek stung, he probably deserved the slap and a few more. “You know what they say,” he a smirk playing over his lips, “hate sex is the best sex, so a hate kiss should probably be the best kiss.” Chip took a couple of steps closer, his hand placed on her, “Look I’m an asshole I know that but I’m gonna kiss you and if you don’t want me to, then you gotta tell me ‘cos consent it even hotter than hate sex.” He leaned closer, his lips close Tessa’s, but he hadn’t heard a clear no, but not a yes either, and then he felt the pressure on his lips, and his lips began to move with hers, his tongue tracing along her lower lip, and he deepened the kiss, it was was filled with anger, hate, anything but love.

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Bonfire, moon (count on me samchel)

Send me an autumn/Halloween prompt and I have to incomporate it into my response.

Bonfire, moon

Sam ran a hand through his hair. The plan for Halloween had been pretty simple at first. Stay in New York with all of their friends and throw a small party, and stay in. 

Just a couple of days earlier, Sam had gotten a call from his mother telling him that his grandfather had taken a bad fall, leading to him breaking his leg, and there was no one that could stay at the farm over Halloween and the following weekend. It had been an easy decision for him to jump on a plane and fly out to help them out, even if meant that he would miss his own Halloween plans and the first time he and Rachel were going to spend Halloween together as a couple. But with his luck, Rachel had agreed to go with him, more like told him that she was coming too.

Sam had spent most of the day cleaning out the stables, and feeding the animals, and all he wanted was to crawl into bed and sleep, but Rachel had had some other ideas.

He closed his eyes, for a second, wrapping his eyes around Rachel, a blanket wrapped around them, and he opened his eyes, watching the bonfire in front of them, and he turned to face her with a smile playing over his lips, as he closed the small gap between them his lips touching hers in a soft kiss, as he could hear the logs in the fire crack as they were burning. When Sam pulled away, breaking the kiss, he saw the full moon behind them. This was so much better than any Halloween they could have had in New York with their friends.

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“You don’t need to leave so soon.”|| “You look so comfy, and cuddle-able.” || “Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”

“You don’t need to leave so soon.”

Sam smiled at her. He wanted to stay but as much as he wanted to, he still needed to stop by his own place, he had somethings that he needed for the afternoon practice. “I don’t want to,” he replied, leaning down pressing a kiss against Quinn’s lips, “but I kinda need to,” his arms resting around her waist, “because I kinda forgot some stuff back home and if I don’t have them the players will ask question that I don’t want to answer.” A smile played over his lips, “but if you’re willing to answer them I can stay.”

“You look so comfy, and cuddle-able.”

“That’s good because I kind of wanna cuddle tonight,” Sam replied, leaning back closing his eyes, “it’s been a long week and I just want it to end as soon as possible and I think just staying in watching something and snuggling on the couch is just what I need.”

“Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”

Sam smiled at her, “how?” he asked, “you mean like this?” he asked, tilting his head to the side looking at her. “Or did you mean like this?” Sam asked, changing the way he was sitting and looking at her. “But you know I can’t stop smiling around you,” he said, licking his lips, “at least not after last night.”