Summary: Date one wasn't enough - Cillian wants to take Eden out again.
Warnings: Suggested Smut but nothing actually happens. More Fluff.
Request: No
Part: Two
A/N: This has now been updated - Y/N has changed to an OC - Eden Hadley. I have revamped and updated all parts of this series.
Updated: 24.04.25
The Second Date | Part Two
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The Second Date - Part Two
The doorbell rang through Eden's apartment, she quickly checked her outfit in the mirror. She'd decided on a pair of black jeans, a black bodysuit, heels and her faithful leather jacket over her shoulders.
Pulling open the door she smiled at Cillian standing on her doorstep, black jeans, a grey shirt and tan boots “Hey, you look beautiful” he commented as she locked up.
Eden thanked him as he held open the door of his car for her to slip into the leather seats, placing her bag on the floor. He got in the drivers side, leaning over the centre console to press a kiss to her cheek.
“There’s a thai restaurant near the theatre” he started the engine “I love thai” she smiled relaxing back in the seat.
Her eyes ran over his side profile, his face was a work of carefully constructed art, the light freckles dashed across his skin, his long eyelashes brushing his high cheek bones as he blinked, his lips always seemed in a small pout, the sharp lines of his jaw, he turned “are you staring?” he asked, eyebrow cocked in amusement.
Eden turned away quickly, “Possibly” she giggled, he reached across squeezing her knee with a slight laugh leaving his perfectly formed mouth.
The radio was playing softly as they chatted on the drive into the city centre, Cillian occasionally tapping the beat of the song on the steering wheel.
“So uh, I’m having a barbeque tomorrow evening with a few friends. If you want to come” she looked over to him, he quickly turned his head to look at her “I mean unless three nights in a row is too much” she added cautiously.
Cillian grabbed her hand resting it on top of the gear stick so he could hold it “It’s not too much at all, I’d love to come” he smiled at her.
Eden nodded a smile pulling on her lips “Ella and Paul will be there” she stated, he smiled back at her, she pulled her hand from the gear stick to rest it on his thigh.
Cillian’s eyes dropped to where her hand was, a smirk replacing the smile, he dropped his hand on top of hers giving it a squeeze before concentrating back on the road.
-
They stepped out into the late night, Cillian had looped his hand with hers as they exited the theatre, they’d spent the evening either holding hands, or his hand on her thigh, dropping kisses to each others cheeks as the play went on, Cillian had booked a private box for them to enjoy the night away from the crowd.
Eden didn’t want the night to end as they made their way back to his car. “I really don’t want tonight to end” she sighed as his car came into view, he squeezed her hand unlocking the car with a push of a button “neither do I” he curled his arm around her waist, pulling her into his body.
Cillian paused for a moment to think “we could go back to mine have a few drinks, I’ll call you a taxi back to yours when we’re ready for it to end” he suggested, she’d hooked her arms over his shoulders fingers playing with the hair at the base of his neck, she nodded “yeah I'd like that, please” she licked over her lips as he dipped his head to catch his lips on hers.
He reached his hands up to cup her face, sucking lightly against her lips for access into her mouth, she let him tongues swirling, teeth occasionally clashing as they leaned into the kiss. Cillian was the first to pull away for air “come on then” he laughed lightly opening the door for her.
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Cillian was in the kitchen preparing drinks, he’d left her to take a seat in his lounge, his house was simple and kept neat. “A glass of red as requested” he handed her the glass.
Eden smiled up at him with a small thanks, as he sat next to her, his arm over the back of the sofa, fingers dancing on her shoulder.
Leaning forward to place her drink on the coffee table, he took her by surprise, hooking his arm around her middle pulling her into his side and then eventually onto his lap.
She lent in to peck his lips, his eyes locking with hers hands on her hips “I really like you” she admitted as she brushed her fingers through his hair.
Cillian smiled “the feeling is definitely mutual, darling” he pulled her into him so he could kiss her again “and I’m really attracted to you but I don’t think we should do this tonight” she whispered as she bit at her lip.
His thumb was rubbing on her jean covered hip “whenever you’re comfortable” he stated “you could stay over anyway, if you like” his voice was so sincere and warm, she instantly nodded accepting his offer.
Eden smiled, dropping a kiss to the warmth of his neck “I’d like that” she confirmed, bringing her lips back up to meet his.
Summary: 3 days & 3 dates - these two are tumbling into affection! Although this could be classed as a small gathering.
Warnings: This part is just fluff! maybe some language.
Request: No
Part: Three
Updated: 24.04.25
The Summer Evening Date | Part Three
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The Summer Evening Date - Part Three
Paul had situated himself at the barbeque, declaring that the men should cook the meat, Eden had just rolled her eyes, handed him the required food and sent him on his way.
Ella was mixing a cocktail for the large jug she had come with, a few of her other friends were sitting out on the roof terrace,and she was waiting for Cillian.
Eden was floating in a warm glow after spending the night at his house, wrapped in his arms, in his comfortable king size bed, his lips peppering kisses to her skin, her face nuzzled into his chest.
They’d both finally fallen asleep around 3am, lazily laid together for most of the morning before he dropped her off so she could be in for the food delivery and get ready for the evening, while he had a few work calls to take.
Ella handed her a glass of her special mix of alcohol “So what’s this the third date of the weekend with Cill?” she asked, leaning against the kitchen side.
Eden’s eyes flicked to the terrace not wanting others to be privy to this conversation, sure they’d meet him but they didn’t need to know the details right now.
She took a sip, wincing at the high alcohol content “fuck sake, pass me the lemonade” she choked lightly as Ella laughed passing her the bottle of soda with a roll of her eyes.
“So tell me” she whined, Eden laughed lightly “yes it’s our third date in as many days, I do like him it's a weird feeling, it's been three days” she rattled off the details Ella wanted.
Ella took a sip of her drink “when you know, you know” she shrugged eyes darting to Paul having the time of his life at the grill. Eden followed her gaze, they'd been together for nearly three years, she'd always longed for a relationship like theirs.
-
Cillian felt nervous, he was making his way up the path to Edens apartment with a bottle of wine in his hand, he took a deep breath pressing her buzzer, he liked her a lot but a night with her friends was making him nervous he was just grateful Paul was going to be around.
His nerves dissipated slightly as Eden opened the door, in a cream summer dress, her hair loose and wavy. “Hey Cill” she stepped towards him, pressing her lips with his “Hey Ede” he pecked one more kiss to her lips before following her into the apartment.
Eden introduced him to the small collection of her friends, grabbed him a beer, before she left him with Paul and some of the other guys gathered around the grill.
Ella smirked as she walked back to the kitchen for her own refill “Cill just watched you walk away, Ede, he's falling” she giggled like a schoolgirl as Eden sighed giving her friend a look.
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Cillian’s hand found her thigh under the table, dinner had been dished onto plates and everyone was sitting around chatting happily, she lent into his side “Are you having a good time?” she whispered.
He licked at his lips “I am thank you for inviting me, your friends are nice” he smiled, her gaze darted around the table “most of the time” she smiled back at him, leaning to give him a gentle kiss before turning back to her food.
Eden watched as her friend Mel turned to Cillian, a smile pulled tightly on her face “You know Eden is only Thirty One?” she asked, Eden groaned from his other side as the rest of the table started to pay attention.
“Yes, I do, it's not a problem” he replied politely, Eden's hand found his under the table, he turned his palm up so she could link their fingers.
Cillian cleared his throat “We’ve had a really good time this weekend, it’s exciting to see where it will go” he added, Mel nodded slowly “but you’re a movie star you could have your pick of older women” she frowned, Eden shot her a look “That’s not true” he laughed.
Eden squeezed his hand, he turned to look at her “that isn’t my kind of relationship, why does age have to mean a thing if you get along with the person?” he gave Eden a smile before paying attention to Mel once more, Mel rolled her eyes downing her drink.
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Most of her friends had left, including Mel who had promptly departed after dinner, Paul and Ella were left along with Felicity and Joe, they were sitting out on the terrace, the fire pit was burning in the middle.
Cillian was in the kitchen getting some more drinks, Eden made her way over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist, kissing his back through his grey t-shirt, closing her eyes “Hey you” he laughed.
He turned in her loose embrace “So sorry about Mel” she sighed “Ah love, its grand pay no attention to them, it’s been a weekend, it's not like we’ve announced we’re getting married tomorrow, they need to just relax, it’s so early on” he cupped her face in his hands.
His thumb stroking against her cheek “I like you, you like me, we want to see where this goes no one else matters” he confirmed dipping to kiss her temple, she smiled up at him “Stay tonight” she asked, he nodded “Of course I liked waking up next to you”
Eden stood on her tiptoes so she could kiss him, her tongue flicking past his lips, he was still cupping her face “Oi, where’s the drinks” Paul's voice broke them apart.
She turned to see him in the doorway with a smirk on his face “right here obviously” she sighed with a roll of her eyes, untangling herself from Cillian and walking past Paul back to the circle of her friends.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Darcy Lewis/Steve Rogers
Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes
Additional Tags: meet cute, But weird, Darcy is a little mess, but Steve decides he likes it
Summary:
Steve’s been taught “failboat,” so he can confidently call this a “fail date.”
What's so attractive about you? The spontaneous you. I have never met anyone, who would so willingly and so quickly agree to meet the day after they just met. But you, you did. I'm really impressed by how everything is progressing / moving / turning out. It was really nice going to the safari with you today, and you tell me you like elephants. And you're a dog person. And you're so full of stuff I wanna know about. It was nice that we took a photo at the ice cream place, and you finally accepted my request on IG. Wonder if that meant anything, perhaps not. I shouldn't be thinking too much.
I would never wanna let you go, because our conversations always get somewhere. And as much as I want it, I know I shouldn't be falling so quickly. It was nice walking with you and talking with you today as we went to the bus stop, it doesn't feel like we just met.
TAGGING —> Phoenix and Sebastian
WHERE —> Skating rink, and a bar
WHAT —> Sebastian and Phoenix's second date
NOTES —> Skipped the smutty bits this time :c Done in Chatzy.
Sebastian walked into the ice rink with Phoenix, taking his hand. He felt a lot more comfortable with him than he did on their first date, and he couldn't decide if that was a bad thing or not. "So, are you sure you still want to do this?" he asked with a laugh.
Phoenix gripped onto Sebastian's hand as they walked out onto the ice rink, "Oh, yeah, definitely. It's too late to turn back now anyway." He replied with a nervous laugh, his other hand gripping onto the railings around the edge, "I apologize in advance if I end up embarrassing you or anything."
Sebastian smiled down at Phoenix, holding his hand tighter and pulling him along slowly. "You won't. Don't worry."
Phoenix quickly grabbed onto Sebastian's hand with both of his own as he began to skate next to him. He didn't move his feet as first, instead just letting the other boy pull him along. "In all honesty, I'm way too scared to even move my feet incase I slip."
Sebastian couldn't help but laugh a little, rolling his eyes playfully. "I've got you. Just do what I do and you'll get the hang of it."
Phoenix released a shaky breath and nodded his head, loosening his grip on Sebastian's hand, "Okay, okay. I trust you." He said quietly, before flashing a small smile up at Sebastian and then beginning to mimic his movements.
Sebastian went slowly, moving one hand to hover over Phoenix's waist in case he needed to catch him, and holding his hand with the other. "Not too bad so far, right?"
Phoenix smiled proudly to himself and nodded his head in response, "Yeah.. you're right, it's fine." Phoenix replied more confidently this time. He kept up the same movements for a few more seconds, before losing his balance and grabbing onto Sebastian for support. "Okay, I think I spoke too soon." He said shakily as he managed to stand up straight again.
Sebastian stopped, grabbing onto Phoenix's waist to steady him. "You're still doing relatively well, don't worry," he said with a smile.
Phoenix looked up at Sebastian with a worried look, "Are you sure? I mean, I almost just fell flat on my face." He added, biting his lip nervously.
Sebastian smiled and nodded. "You're fine. And I won't let you fall, okay?" He bent down just enough to press a quick kiss to Phoenix's forehead before starting up again.
Phoenix released another shaky breath, "Okay, thank you." He let go of Sebastian and held his hand with just one of his own instead, although his grip remained tight. Phoenix began to move his feet again with much more confidence this time, occasionally flashing a quick smile up at Sebastian.
Sebastian smiled wider. "See, you're already getting it." He moved back to Phoenix's side, keeping a firm grip on his hand.
Phoenix giggled softly to himself and looked down at his feet, watching his movements. He loosened his grip on Sebastian's hand now that he was gaining more confidence, "Do you think it would be okay if I let go for a moment?"
Sebastian nodded, holding his free arm out to catch him if he fell. "Be careful and go slow, okay?"
Phoenix nodded and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, "I will." He said softly, before slowly releasing Sebastian's hand and beginning to skate on his own, remaining next to him.
Sebastian grinned at the kiss to his cheek, watching Phoenix carefully as he skated so he would be ready to catch him if needed. "I told you that you'd be fine. You're actually pretty good for a beginner."
Phoenix smiled proudly to himself once again and held his hands out either side of himself to keep balanced, "Thanks, but technically I'm not a beginner. I've been skating before, I'm just terrible at it every time."
Sebastian "Really? Well, you're not now," he said, skating in front of Phoenix and spinning around to skate backwards again. "I'm going to take credit for your sudden ability if you don't mind."
Phoenix "I shouldn't be surprised that you're taking credit for it." Phoenix said with another laugh, leaning forward to smack Sebastian playfully on the arm and losing his balance again in the process, falling forward into his arms and gripping onto his shoulders, "Oh, god. I'm sorry." He said shakily, "This is like one of those cliché movie moments."
Sebastian quickly caught Phoenix, holding him up. "It's okay," he said quietly. He leaned in and kissed him, smiling against Phoenix's lips and pulling away after a moment. "That was ridiculously cheesy, you know," he laughed.
Phoenix smiled against Sebastian's lips too and broke out into laughter once he had pulled away, "I know, I know. I swear I didn't do it on purpose." Phoenix said inbetween giggles as he managed to stand upright again.
Sebastian let go of Phoenix, keeping his hands on his waist until he was sure that he was steady. "God, you're adorable," he said, without really realizing he'd said it out loud until a moment later.
Phoenix looked at Sebastian in surprise for a moment, still not used to him saying things like that out loud. He was smiling again a few moments later and rested his hands on the taller boy's shoulders, then leaned up to kiss him again.
Sebastian kissed him back, turning his head to the side to deepen the kiss. He pulled away reluctantly after a bit, grinning down at Phoenix. "I'm not going to be able to keep my balance if you keep kissing me, you know. It's distracting."
Phoenix whimpered quietly without meaning to and tried to chase Sebastian's lips as he pulled away, "Then maybe we should get off the ice for a bit." Phoenix whispered, "Unless you don't want to keep kissing me, of course."
Sebastian shook his head. "Of course I do," he said quickly, grabbing Phoenix by the hand and leading him off the rink.
Phoenix laughed at Sebastian's eagerness and followed him off the ice rink. "I have no idea where we could go though, now that I think about it." Phoenix said nervously, finally stepping out of the rink and looking up at Sebastian.
Sebastian shrugged and gave Phoenix's hand a squeeze. "We could head out and get some drinks now?"
Phoenix "Oh, of course!" Phoenix said with a smile. He leaned up to quickly kiss Sebastian again, before sitting down on a nearby bench to take off his skates.
Sebastian walked into the bar ahead of Phoenix, taking a seat at the end of the bar and gesturing for Phoenix to sit next to him.
Phoenix looked around at his new surroundings nervously, not used to being in a place like this. He took a seat next to Sebastian and moved his seat closer to him. "I'll just have whatever you're having."
Sebastian saw that Phoenix looked a little nervous and smiled at him, reaching over to pat his leg lightly. "What about a screwdriver?" he asked.
Phoenix luckily knew what a screwdriver was already. He nodded his head and rested his elbows on the bar, "That sounds great."
Sebastian called over the bartender and ordered two screwdrivers before turning back to Phoenix. "I'm glad you agreed to go out. I think it'll be good for you to loosen up a bit."
Phoenix let out a nervous breath and nodded in agreement, "I know, I know. I'm sorry for always being so... tense. I don't mean to be a pain."
Sebastian leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to Phoenix's lips. "It's okay. It doesn't bother me or anything, I just don't think it's very good for you, you know?"
Phoenix ducked his head and licked his lips nervously, "I agree and I hate it, I really do. I wish I could be as confident as you are."
Sebastian sighed, watching Phoenix silently for a moment. "You just have to fake it. Pretend you're confident and eventually, you'll start to believe yourself."
Phoenix watched Sebastian with a sad expression, "Is that what you do?" He asked softly.
Sebastian shrugged. "No one really believes they're better than everyone else all the time, right?"
Phoenix paused for a moment, before nodding in response. "I guess you're right, yeah. But.. I just want you to know that you can be yourself around me, okay? You can trust me." Phoenix said softly, resting a hand on his knee and squeezing gently.
Sebastian sighed and nodded. "I know. Thank you," he said quietly, placing his hand on Phoenix's.
Phoenix smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek, then flipped his hand over so that he could hold Sebastian's. "You're very welcome." He said with a warm smile, before taking a sip of his drink that the bartender had just set down. "And I'm going to be honest, this actually tastes really nice."
Sebastian grinned, taking a sip of his own drink. "Good." He squeezed Phoenix's hand gently before pulling his hand away. "Don't get carried away and drink too much just because it tastes good, though. Common rookie mistake."
Phoenix laughed and gently knocked his shoulder against Sebastian's, "Come on, I'm a lot smarter than that. But thank you for the advice." Phoenix replied, winking at him and taking another sip of his drink.
Sebastian laughed. "You're right, I shouldn't underestimate you," he agreed, taking a drink. "You'll probably be wasted after two drinks, though. Since you're so tiny."
Phoenix took a bigger sip of his drink this time and laughed again, "Hey, I'm not that tiny. I work out sometimes . Only when I can be bothered though..."
Sebastian "Hey, I didn't mean it as a bad thing," he said, pulling his chair closer to Phoenix's and wrapping his arm around his waist. "You're perfect. I've told you that already."
Phoenix ducked his head and smiled, leaning against Sebastian slightly when he moved closer. "I'm not /perfect/, but thank you, Bas."
Sebastian leaned down and kissed Phoenix's cheek. "Maybe not. You're pretty close to it, though."
Phoenix giggled and felt himself start to blush, "You're so sweet." Phoenix said softly, taking another sip of his drink. Despite having a lot of his drink left, he was already beginning to feel it affect him.
Sebastian finished off his drink, setting the empty glass down. "So, how's it going so far?" he asked, gesturing to Phoenix's drink with a grin.
Phoenix watched Sebastian finish off his drink, then quickly decided to do the same with his own. He licked his lips once he was done and set his glass down on the bar, "Oh, great. Just great." Phoenix said with a bright smile, turning to face him again.
Sebastian grinned, pulling Phoenix in to kiss him. "Good. Do you think you can handle more?"
Phoenix smiled and brushed the tip of his nose against Sebastian's when he pulled away, "Mhmm, of course I can."
Sebastian pulled back with a soft sigh and a smile, calling the bartender over and ordering two more drinks. "Just one more for you, okay?" he said, turning back to Phoenix.
Phoenix rested his head on Sebastian's shoulder and looked up at him, "But what if I want two more?" He whined with a pout.
Sebastian laughed, tugging Phoenix in closer. "I'm just trying to help. That little pout might get you somewhere, though."
Phoenix stopped pouting to smile proudly to himself for a moment, "I know, but I'll see how I feel after this next drink, okay? That way I'm being fair and won't be at risk of embarrassing myself."
Sebastian nodded, letting go of Phoenix as their drinks were set down in front of them. "Deal."
Phoenix brushed his nose against Sebastian's neck, before sitting upright again. "You're so easy to convince. I like it."
Sebastian chuckled, rolling his eyes. "If you weren't so damn cute, I wouldn't be so easily influenced."
Phoenix giggled and flashed another wink at Sebastian, "Shh, I'm not cute at all. Just Phoenix."
Sebastian laughed, taking a sip of his drink. "Why can't you be both cute and Phoenix?"
Phoenix shrugged his shoulders and took a gulp of his drink, "Hmm, who knows? I guess it's a mystery that will never be solved."
Sebastian raised an eyebrow and laughed again. "I guess so. For the record, I definitely think you're cute."
Phoenix grinned and leaned over to kiss him briefly on the lips again, "Mm, thank you. You're just as cute though."
Sebastian hummed quietly, leaning in to kiss Phoenix again. "Am I? That's a word I don't hear too often."
Phoenix nodded and kissed the tip of his nose, "Mhmm, very cute. And hot, and sexy, and funny..." Phoenix said with a chuckle.
Sebastian smiled, closing his eyes and mimicking Phoenix by kissing his nose in return. "Thank you. I think you might be just as sexy, though."
Phoenix scoffed and ducked his head again, "Me? Sexy? That's a good joke, Bas."
Sebastian frowned and shook his head. "Not a joke." He paused to take a drink before turning back to him. "You're not sexy in the typical way. But you're even better. It's hard to explain." He shrugged, taking a bigger sip of his drink.
Phoenix "Hmm." Phoenix rested a hand on Sebastian's thigh and squeezed gently again, "Well, why don't you /try/ to explain?"
Sebastian looked down at Phoenix's hand quickly, biting down on his lip before looking back up at him. "You're just, um... sexy in a more subtle... gentle way. If that makes sense. Plus, you always smell really good and your ass is literal perfection."
Phoenix squeezed his thigh again, more firmly this time, and briefly dragged his fingers across the inside of Sebastian's thigh. "That makes sense, yeah." He replied in a breathy voice, "You have a great ass, too."
Sebastian shifted in his seat, clearing his throat and looking down at Phoenix's hand again. "I know I do," he said with a grin, a little taken aback by his unusually seductive attitude, though he definitely wasn't complaining.
Phoenix grinned to himself when he noticed how flustered Sebastian was becoming, "Mhm, of course you do." Phoenix purred, his hand moving even higher.
Sebastian closed his eyes for a second, taking a breath. "Fuck, Phoenix," he murmured under his breath, reaching out to grab his wrist and slide his hand up further.
Phoenix grinned again and shook his head, moving his hand back down to where it was. "Patience, Seb. I can't jerk you off in public, silly."
Sebastian rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Stop teasing and get ready to leave, then."
Phoenix raised his eyebrows in response, pretending to be surprised, "Oh, but who said I'm going to be jerking you off at all? That's the beauty of teasing, Seb."
Sebastian laughed, closing his eyes as a slight shiver went through him. "God, okay. I'll suck you off if you do." He looked at Phoenix again and grinned.
Phoenix was taken by surprise with the offer, staring at Sebastian with wide eyes for a moment, "Well, uh.. Well okay. Only if I can do the same."
Sebastian chuckled at Phoenix's reaction. "Of course you can. Why would I ever say no to that?"
Phoenix briefly slid his hand higher up Sebastian's thigh for a moment, before pulling it away completely. "Then we should hurry up and get back to your dorm then."
Sebastian bit his lip and nodded quickly. "Yes. Please."
Santana was pretty pissy about that rumor site. Of course it was true. But it made her feel bad because with Puck, it was physical but with Sam, she actually liked him. She thought he was sweet and funny. Of course they've talked about this but she still hated it and thought he might think less of her. She shook the thought out of her mind as she put all the towels around the slide into the large bin that had been set up for her. She then pulled on a light jacket as she walks over to the game area, smiling when she sees Sam. "Hey there," She calls out as she gets closer.
Sam "Hey, back," he smiled as he spotted Santana and walked to meet her a little, pulling out a small panda teddy from his back pocket to hand to her. "It's not a giant-ass one but I figure it's a start, right?"
Santana laughs lightly when she sees the little panda. "It's perfect," She says as she takes it from him, looking from the panda to him. "Thank you, Sam." She leans into him and gives him a small peck on the lips.
Sam grinned happily as she approved of it and kissed her back softly, slipping an arm around her waist. "Glad you like it. Ready to get going?"
Santana smiles and nods. "Mhm. Ice cream first, right?" She questions as she begins to walk toward the exit with him. She was totally seriously about getting ice cream.
Sam nodded and let his hand fall from around her to hold her hand instead. "Definitely. Craving some of that mint chocolate chip," he smirked, heading towards the exit. "Did you have a good day? I saw that gossip blog dish out at you..."
Santana smirks a little at him. "Mm, I bet." She squeezes his hand lightly and nods. "Yea, those people just need to mind their own business. They act like it's such a crime." She rolls her eyes. "But I've had a pretty good day. What about you?"
Sam smirked down to her, rolling his eyes a little. "I just don't like how that person - or people - can snoop around us all summer. It's really dumb," he shrugged it off. "It's been okay. Long ass day, though. I think I filled, like, a quarter of my sketchbook."
Santana nods in agreement with him. "They obviously have no life. It's probably like the security people being bored in their little offices all day." She jokes a bit though she does suspect them greatly. "You gotta show me your art work one day."
Sam quirked an eyebrow up. "That makes...a lot of sense, actually. Since they've got nothing to do but state at security cameras all day. Bet they're just perving at you in your bikini," he frowned a little. "Actually, I'm glad you said that. Because I wanted to know if you'd let me draw you..."
Santana laughs when he gets on the whole 'suspect security' train with her. "I wouldn't doubt it. Oh, and by the way, I'm heavily considering drowning everyone. This dude, with his wife, just stared down at my boobs for like...five minutes." She shakes her head. Santana pauses when he asks to draw her, smirking a little. "Like one of your French girls?" She jokes.
Sam "Seriously?" He asked, his brow furrowing. "Did his wife get mad at him for it or was he, like, super stealth about it?" Bursting into laughter, he shook his head quickly. "No. Rose. Not like my one-legged hooker," he rolled his eyes. "I'm just trying to get some good portraits to start off the next school year with."
Santana "His wife was too stupid to notice. She kept going on and on about wanting to get lunch after and he was just straight up looking, not even trying to hide it." Santana laughs along with him, smiling widely. "Oh, well, in that case, sure thing Sammy. Just make sure I look good."
Sam laughed a little, shaking his head. "What a creep. Y'know, it's a good thing I'm not working over at the water park with you girls. I'd probably floor the first guy who did that kinda crap," he said, squeezing her hand a little. Smiling widely as she agreed to help him out, the blonde leaned down to kiss her cheek quickly. "It'd be impossible to make you look bad, I promise."
Santana smiles at him. "Oh, Sammy, our knight in shining armor." She jokes, smiling at him. "You would have to probably hit every guy in this park that checks one of us girls out." She points out to him. She smiles a little more when he kisses her cheek and glances over at him. "Especially since you're such an amazing artist. I mean, seriously, I still cannot get over the fact that you're in RISD."
Sam smirked a little as she teased him. "And then I would probably get fired or arrested," he chuckled. At her compliment, his ears burned up a little and he shrugged. "I'm still surprised that's where I am sometimes. I love it there, though. Feels like I'm on the right track," he admitted with a small smile, looking over to their lot. "Are we gonna go to our usual ice cream place?"
Santana looks him over. "I think you'd look hot in an orange jumpsuit," She teases some more though she thinks it's true at the same time. She smiles when he basically lights up when talking about his school. "I can tell that you really love it, Sam. I'm happy you found something you enjoy so much." She says. When he asks about ice cream she nods. "Of course. And don't worry...I have money this time."
Sam "I'm hoping I don't have to find out if that's true too soon," he chuckled, squeezing her hand a little. "Yeah, I really do. Thanks, Santana." The blonde smiled warmly. When she mentions having money, he let out a laugh. "Good, 'cause I don't feel like begging again," he smirked, pulling his keys out of his pocket as they reached his car. Sam unlocked it and slid in behind the wheel, buckling himself up before he started the engine up.
Santana rolls her eyes a little at him. "Yea, um, you barely had to beg. You pulled out the whole cute, first date, getting mugged story and they gave you ten bucks within ten seconds." She points out to him as she gets into his car, buckling herself up. "I swear, hot, shirtless guys got it so easy."
Sam grinned smugly over to her. "Girls always feel sorry for the sweet guy," he laughed, reversing out of the lot before he turned onto the main road. "I'm pretty sure you would have gotten a hundred dollars if you went up to some dude without your shirt on. Hot, shirtless girls got it so much easier."
Santana laughs at him. "Well, maybe we'll just have to test it out one day." She smirks and then laughs again. "Oh, that's going to be date number four now. Go into town, both shirtless and see who can get the most money."
Sam "I'm pretty sure I already know who the winner for that one will be," he chuckled, narrowing his eyes to her. "You might actually earn more than your entire wages for this summer..."
Santana laughs at him and shakes her head. "You seriously underestimate the power your abs have over women, Sam."
Sam raised an eyebrow, extremely interested the moment she mentioned 'power'. "...Power? Like, my abs are super or something?"
Santana smirks a little. "Yea, basically. They put girls in a trances and make us do and say stupid stuff."
Sam grinned smugly, patting his stomach. "Good job, boys," he muttered quietly before pulling up outside of their ice cream parlor. "Can we get a tub of mint chocolate this time?" He asked, unbuckling his belt.
Santana rolls her eyes at him, shaking her head at him as well. She laughs when he asks about the tub. "Seriously, you want a whole tub of ice cream?" She ask as she's getting out of the car. "You're not gonna put it all on me, right?"
Sam got out of the car and walked around to her, wrapping an arm over her shoulder. "Of course. Why else would I want a tub? Especially after you just told me my abs have all the power." He smirked, heading inside.
Santana laughs at him and scrunches up her nose. "It's gonna be so cold!" She says as they make their way inside. "Am I allowed to lick ice cream off of you?" She asks in a whisper, not wanting the other people in the shop to hear.
Sam smiled a little as they waited in the small queue, trying to give her a discreet nod to her question. Finally when it was their turn, he asked for exactly what they'd came here for and looked down to Santana. "You want anything else?"
Santana smirks when he gives her a nod, not saying anything else as they wait. She shakes her head when he asks if she wants anything else. "Nope, just you and the ice cream is fine by me."
Sam gave a small smile in return before paying the cashier for the tub of ice cream. "Let's get going then," he grinned, pulling her into him a little before walking back out of the parlor back to his truck.
Santana laughs a bit as he pulls her into him and then follows him to his truck. "Too bad we can't eat any cones tonight," She says as she's getting back into his truck. "Though I think ice cream might taste better this way."
Sam "You mean too bad we can't eat our cones the messy way?" He laughed, setting off down the road. "Me, too. It's definitely gonna be a...first for me, though."
Santana nods. "How else would I mean it?" She smirks at him. She thinks for a second before laughing. "No one had ever eaten ice cream off of me before," She informs him. "And I've never eaten it off of someone before either."
Sam "Fair point," he smirked, focusing back on the road. As she continued, the blonde pumped his fist in the air. "We're totally popping each other's body-ice-cream-eating virginity. Big day, huge day."
Santana shakes her head at him and his dorkiness. "Watch the road, Trouty." She teases him, setting the ice cream in her lap, tempted to open the tub up and steal a few taste before having it put all over her body.
Sam nodded obediently. "Yes, ma'am," he replied, keeping his eyes fixed on the road just as promised. Watching as she took the ice cream out of the corner of his eye, he shook his head. "Don't even think about sneaking a scoop of that ice cream, Lopez."
Santana pouts at him. "Get out of my brain, Evans." She whines a little, popping open the tub and pulling a little bit of ice cream out with her finger, tasting it just in spite of him. "Yum."
Sam "Telepathy? Ugh, I have ab power and can mind read. I'm freakin' awesome," he teased. Groaning as she tasted the ice cream before him, he pouted a little. "Give me some..."
Santana laughs laughs at him. "You really are a super hero, aren't cha?" She teases. She smirks over at him and scoops a little more up with her fingers, moving a little closer to him and holding her fingers out to him so that he can taste the ice cream.
Sam nodded with a smug grin. "The most super of 'em all," he joked. As she moved closer, he kept his eyes on the road but looked down to her fingers as she scooped him some ice cream. Wrapping his lips around her fingers, he sucked off the ice cream slowly and groaned out at the taste. "So damn good."
Santana rolls her eyes at his lame joke. "Mhm, I'm sure." She teases. She licks her lips as she watches Sam clean the ice cream off of her finger, feeling slightly turned on by the image. "You should like...drive faster."
Sam nodded rapidly, keeping his eyes straight ahead. "Y-yep," he replied, stepping his foot down on the gas, just eager to get back.
Santana smirks as he speeds up, putting the back on the ice cream tub and leaning back into the seat, watching him as he drives back to the apartments. Once there, Santana unbuckles her seatbelt as quickly as possible, moving closer to him, pressing her lips to his.
Sam felt Santana's lips against his the moment he'd unbuckled his seatbelt and responded quickly, tilting his body to face hers as his hand wrapped over her waist and pulled her even closer to him.
Santana continues to kiss him, deepening it as the kiss continues, her hands moving into his hair. She pulls away only when she needs air and smirks at him. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself," She says a bit breathlessly.
Sam was definitely surprised by Santana's actions but in the best way possible. He liked how intensely she was kissing him and returned it in full, pulling away breathlessly. "That's...wow," he chuckled. "Feel free to do that whenever you want." The blonde assured her before he slipped out of the truck and waited for her to take his hand.
Santana laughs at his reaction and gets out of the truck with him, grabbing her panda and the ice cream, taking his hand and smiling. "So, your place or mine?"
Sam squeezed her hand instantly, tugging her along. "Mine. Chang's out so I'm all alone."
Santana smirks. "Perfect because I have no clue what my roomie is up to tonight." She follows along with him, tucking the ice cream tight under her arm.
Sam chuckled a little as they entered the building and head straight over to 1D, unlocking the door before he pushed through. "Mike?" He called out, checking to see if he was in. Thankfully no reply. He turned to Santana with a grin.
Santana raises and eyebrow at him when he calls his roommate's name out. She was pretty sure he said he was gone. But she figured he was just being safe. She smirks when he turns to her and then pushes past him and into his apartment. "So, where shall we do this?"
Sam stretched out his hands and looked around. "The place is yours to go wild with," he smirked. "Anywhere you want."
Santana smirks and thinks for a moment, not really wanting him to have to clean up a big mess or anything. "Let's go to your room."
Sam "Sounds perfect," he nodded, taking her hand again as she led him into his bedroom, closing the door behind them.
Santana smiles and walks into his room. Once in there, she sets the ice cream on the little nightstand along with her panda. She turns to him and takes her light jacket off before getting into the bed. "You're in charge of where you want to lick ice cream off of me."
Sam watched her move and smirked at her words before pulling the shirt off over his head. "And you're in charge of where you want to lick ice cream off of me," he replied, walking over to her side of the bed. The blonde popped open the lid and scooped up some ice cream and set it on her stomach, just by the hem of her bottoms. Climbing over her, he kissed her lips gently before leaving a trail down to her stomach, were his tongue darted out to swipe up the ice cream slowly.
Santana smiles at him and nods. "Sounds like a plan, Sexy." She leans back and watches him put ice cream on her stomach, shivering a little from the coldness. She kisses him back and then watches him move down her body, smirking a little as she feels his tongue move over her skin. "That's the best place you can think of?"
Sam smirked against her skin. "Just warming you up to the feeling of the cold," he told her, glancing back up once all of the ice cream was gone. "Your turn."
Santana laughs a little. "Mhm, I'm sure." She sits up when he announces it's her turn, taking the ice cream and looking over his body. She pushes him back until he was laying and then scoops some against his collar bone, letting it sit for a moment before pressing her lips against the ice cream, licking it up and then sucking against his skin to leave a mark behind.
Sam let her push him and jumped a little at the cold sensation on his collar bone. He closed his eyes happily as she began to lick up the ice cream but looked down to her in confusion as she continued. It was then he realized she was leaving her mark on him. Sam took a mental not to return that favor.
Santana pulls back and licks her lips when she's sure the mark would be dark enough, smirking a little. "Your turn," She whispers to him, moving so that she was next to him again instead of over him.
Sam ran a finger over the mark she left him before narrowing his eyes at her playfully. Scooping up some more ice cream, he swiped it down her cleavage as much as it was exposed, shooting her a look before he lowered his head and began to lick it up.
Santana laughs a little at the look he's giving her, making a little whining sound as the cold ice cream touches her cleavage. But that sound is soon turned from a whine into a whimper as he licks it up. "You know...I could take my top off if you want."
Sam raised his eyebrows at her words before giving a gentle nod. "Yeah...I want that."
Santana smiles at him and pulls away a little, quickly taking her top off, tossing it to the ground. "Anything else you want off?"
Sam shifted so she could pull her top off and scanned over her for a moment. "There's a whole lot I want off.."
Santana laughs lightly and leans into him, giving him a small kiss on the lips. "Tell me and I'll take it off for you...unless you wanna do it yourself."
Sam kissed her back for a moment, lingering his lips close to hers as she spoke. "All of it," he replied quietly, pressing his lips back to hers. "Everything."
Santana smiles and kisses him again as her hands moved down to her bottoms, pushing them away from her hips slowly, not really wanting to rush things at that moment. She pulls away from his lips to take them off the rest of the way before turning her attention on his jeans, her hands moving to undress him.
Sam peered down at what she was doing as the Latina pulled away, his eyes marveling at her body for a moment. He was only pulled away until he felt her hands work on his jeans. Cupping her cheek gently, he pressed a soft kiss to her lips before letting his hand slide slowly down to rest on her hip, not caring about the pace.
Santana 's hand movements on his pants ceases as he kisses her softly on the lips, her mind being too focused on kissing him to undress him at the same time. She presses her body into his a little more, deepening the kiss slowly, one of her hands moving up into the back of his hair.
Sam gripped onto her hip a little more tightly and helped guide her body closer to his body. He smiled slightly as her hand moved to the back of his hair and continued to move his lips slowly against hers.
Santana smirks when she feels him grip her hips tighter, moaning lightly into the kiss, she pulls back to breath a little. She doesn't want to stop though so she moves her lips to his neck for the second time that night, nipping lightly at his skin.
Sam touched his forehead to hers as she pulled back, catching his own breath for a moment. The blonde sighs out as Santana's lips move to his neck and tilts his head towards her, groaning softly as she worked her lips.
Santana likes the sounds she's getting him to make, causing her to smirk and pull away, licking her lips and looking him over. "Hm, too many clothes." She says, going back to finish what she started and getting his pants down.
Sam smirked as her hands moved back down to his pants and nodded. "Couldn't agree more," he replied, shuffling his legs so that she could pull them all the way off.
Santana bites her bottom lip as she moves to take his boxers off of him, wanting him completely naked. "God, I really hope you have condoms."
Sam exhaled out sharply as she moved to his boxers and nodded quickly. "Top drawer," he told her, pointing to his nightstand with a grin. Right now he was too happy that this was happening with her.
Santana smiles and turns to the nightstand, opening the drawer up, grabbing out a condom. She turns back to him and leans into him, pressing her lips to his again, wanting to wait just a bit longer.
Sam watched as she rooted through his draw quietly before smirking as her eyes moved back to him. Sam let his hands slip around her back as she kissed him once more, slowly tracing them down to her back as he totally enjoyed the moment.
Santana deepens the kiss slowly, pushing him down onto the bed, moving over him so that she was straddling him. After a while. she pulls away and tears open the condom, reaching down to roll it onto him.
Sam let her do as she pleased and looked up to her with eyebrows raised as she straddled him. It was definitely a view he favored. Sam closed his eyes and let his tongue glaze over her lower lip before meshing it against hers. Once she pulled away, he watched her roll the condom on and then grabbed her hips, guiding her closer.
Santana laughs a little when he pulls her closer to him, shaking her head a little. "Eager?" She teases, stroking him lightly before guiding him into her, moaning lightly as he enters her.
Sam nodded, letting out a laugh. "You already know I am," he replied, biting down on his lip as she began to stroke him. Sighing out as she slipped on top of him, the blonde gripped onto her hips as his own bucked up against hers.
Santana sets her hands on his chest to help hold herself up a little better as she begins to rock her hips against his, slow at first before speeding up a bit, moaning a little louder than she had at first. She was thankful Mike was gone.
Sam curled his fingers into her hips the moment she sped up the pace and groaned out, glancing up to scan over her body as she moved against him. Sliding his hands up her side slowly, he ghosted them over her breasts before massaging them gently with his fingers.
Santana bit down on her bottom lip, trying to keep as quiet as possible. When she feels his fingers move over her breasts, she leans down a little for him, moving her hands to rest on the bed, above his shoulders. "Fuck, Sam," She moans out, swiveling her hips around.
Sam "Fuck," he groaned loudly as she began to swivel her hips around. Reaching up to press his lips against hers for a moment, realizing how she'd lowered herself the blonde only broke it to release a moan once more.
Santana kisses him back, trying her best to not break the kiss by moaning too much. But it doesn't last very long and she moans along with him. "So close," She tells him, her hips moving faster against his.
Sam "Me, too, babe," he replied breathlessly. "Fuck, Santana," he groaned out as she sped up once more and moved his hands back to grip onto her hips, keeping her balanced as his bucked up involuntarily, feeling himself grow closer every second.
Santana was happy to hear that he was close as well. She continues rocking her hips against his until she feels herself toppling over the edge, moaning out his name and a string of curse words in both English and Spanish as her orgasm washes over her.
Sam hit his release a moment after she did and moaned out loudly, feeling his head fall back against the bed once they'd rode it out together. "God..." he muttered breathlessly, smirking a little when he thought back to the random Spanish - he assumed - words that she'd called out.
Santana moved to lie next to him after their highs were over. She pants a little, smirking over at him. "So good," She says between breathes, giggling a little. "That better not have been a one time thing or I'd be seriously depressed."
Sam wrapped his arm over her as she moved next to him, trying to even out his breathing. "Hell no," he chuckled, shaking his head. "That was awesome. And it's gonna be a long summer, so...I see it happening again a whole lot."
Santana laughs a little and cuddles up next to him, drawing little shapes against his chest with her fingers. "Mm, good." She whispers before walking her fingers to the hickey she left, tracing over it.
Sam smiled over to her, watching as her fingers traced across his chest. He laughed a little at the hickey she'd left. "Left your mark on me," he pointed out, kissing her forehead quickly. "One sec." The blonde got up to tie and dispose the condom in the trash before pulling on his boxers. "Tell me you're staying the night?"
Santana laughs and nods. "Gotta let everyone else know I won you," She jokes. She watches him get up to get rid of the condom and then come back, smiling and nodding at his question. "Yea, I was hoping you'd ask that." She says. "Mind if I wear a shirt of yours to sleep in?"
Sam "You won me, huh?" He asked with a laugh. "Well, if you can't win a giant-ass panda, I guess I'll have to do," Sam teased. As she said she'd stay, he gave a tiny little fist pump and turned around to get her a shirt from his dresser. "Here, figured my Captain America one would do." He smirked, tossing it her way before he climbed back onto the bed.
Santana nods. "Yep. I mean, obviously." She laughs. "Exactly. If I don't get a giant-ass panda then I'd like the sexy-ass blonde guy." She laughs at his reaction to her staying and then slips the shirt on. "Hm, I like this a lot. I might steal it." She jokes a little. Well, half jokes. She might actually steal it. Once he's back in bed, she cuddles back against him.
Sam grinning smugly as she called him a sexy-ass blonde guy, he flexed his arms and posed jokingly before letting out a laugh. "I hate to admit it but it looks way better on you," he sighed out, pulling her back against his side. "I guess you can do that. I've got the costume, that all that matters."
Santana grins when he says it looks better on her. "Most things do," She says in a teasing tone. She rolls her eyes a little at him and smiles. "I can just imagine it now...you wearing that costume all the time...like...under your regular clothes and everything. And whenever someone tries to steal a giant-ass panda, you'll pull a Superman and rip your clothes off to defend the toy."
Sam laughed loudly at her words and nodded, patting his chest with his hand. "That's me. Captain Samerica, defender of the giant-ass pandas," he smirked. "I'm kinda famous here for it now, if you didn't know."
Santana laughs at him. "Captain Samerica? That's cute," She says, pressing a little kiss to his cheek. "What else are you famous here for?" She questions him, smiling up at him a bit.
Sam felt his ears burn up a little as she kissed his cheek and smiled shyly. "Um...people-watching on my breaks. I draw 'em all when it's a slow day or I'm super bored. But they're, like...obviously superhero enhanced."
Santana smiles when he tells her what he does on breaks. "Really? That's awesome. I've always wished I was some amazing artist. My cousin is and I'm so jealous of her talents."
Sam "Really," he nodded in response. "Well, it's not so hard. Anyone can learn the basics," he shrugged, pecking her lips quickly. "I'm excited I get to draw you, though. I promise, I'll do you justice."
Santana scrunches up her nose a little. "That's what my high school, 2D Art teacher said. But then he suggested I switch to 3D Art instead." She shrugs a little. "When do you want to draw me?"
Sam chuckled a little. "And did you?" Pursing his lips at her question, he thought about it for a moment. "You tired now?"
Santana smiles. "Transfer classes? Yep. I can make a mean pinch pot," She laughs. She shakes her head at his question. "Nope, not really."
Sam "Really? Can you make 'em into weird shapes?" He laughed. Nodding at her response, he slipped out of bed and rooted through his wardrobe, pulling out a button up t-shirt to toss her way. "Put that on for me," he smiled, pulling out his book.
Santana pouts and shakes her head. "No, I can only make bowls and tea cups." She sits up when he gets out of the bed, watching him with a raised eyebrow. She laughs at the shirt he pulls out of her, taking off the Captain America shirt and switching it for the button up shirt.
Sam "I want a bowl then," he smirked, running his hand up and down her arm gently for a moment. Sitting on his desk chair, he grabbed a pencil and watched her change. "Just one or two buttons and kinda...smile down, okay?"
Santana smiles at him. "I'll make a mental note to get some clay." She bites her bottom lip and nods at his instructions, buttoning only two buttons and then smiling down like he asked. "This good?"
Sam nodded with a small smile. "Yeah, that's great," he replied, beginning to sketch her facial features first. The blonde's eyes flickered up from the page to her all the while. "Has anyone ever done this with you before?"
Santana does her best to hold still, not wanting to move around and miss him up. "Nope, never." She answers him. "How many girls have you sketched in just a button up shirt?"
Sam "Glad I get to be the first, then," he smirked. At her question, he chuckled. "None, actually. You're my first. Although we have a lot of naked models to work from."
Santana smirks a little. "Looks like the ice cream wasn't just the virgin thing we're doing tonight." She glances up at him and laughs. "Oh, that must be...awkward. My cousin told me she tried that once but the nude model was an old dude."
Sam laughed, giving a small nod of his head. "Seems to be the case." Focusing on getting everything just right, he let out a sigh. "It's definitely a little awkward at first. Especially when they're old, just like your cousin said."
Santana tries not to scrunch her nose up any at the thought of having to draw naked, older people. "You gotta draw sexy models....like me." She laughs a bit. "Or...you. Oh, God...I bet the girls in your class would love to draw you naked."
Sam "We get those in, too," he grinned smugly, moving down to focus on her body. "But luckily I've got you today. By far the sexiest," the blonde smirked to her for a moment before returning to the page. "They've sketched me shirtless but that's about it."
Santana feels herself blush a little when he calls her the sexiest. She hopes that he's not focused on her face anymore but she's always embarrassed when she blushes. "Oh, those lucky girls." She jokes a little.
Sam chuckled a little and focused on getting the shading just right, fiddling with some oil pastels to get some color right. He worked for about another hour on the piece, perfecting it before he stopped to take a look. "Done," he smiled, turning it around to show her.
Santana stayed as quiet as possible as he continued to draw her, not wanting to mess him up. When he announces he was done, she shifts her position on the bed and then leans forward to look at the drawing. "Oh, wow...that's amazing, Sam!" She smiles brightly at him. "God, you're like...really good."
Sam grinned proudly and set his book down on the side before moving back on the bed. "Well, thanks. You made it pretty easy, though," he smiled, unbuttoning the shirt she had on slowly before he pulled it off of her body, kissing her shoulder up to her neck for a moment. Smirking, the blonde handed her back the comfy shirt and lay back against the bed.
Santana smiles at him and shakes her head at his compliment. "You're sweet," She comments as he moves back toward the bed. She smirks at him as he takes the shirt off for her and kisses against her skin. "Keep that up and I'll make you undress me everyday," She says a little under her breath as she puts the other shirt back on. She lays down next to him again, resting her head on his chest and draping one arm over him.
Sam "Thanks," he smiled at her compliment. "Oh, then in that case, I'll be sure to keep that up," he winked before laughing quietly. Once Santana rested against him again, he kissed the top of her head gently and wrapped an arm around her. "How about we get some sleep now, huh?"
Santana smiles and nods. "I like the sound of that," She says when he suggest that they go to sleep. She's getting tired and knows she won't be able to stay up much longer now that they're cuddling together. "Night, Sammy."
Sam squeezed her gently and let his eyes flutter shut. "Night, Trouble."
