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Sam locked his eyes on Maddison. "But now, I am. I didn't love her. The things I felt for her were nothing compared to the things I feel for you."
"Sam..."
"Can I kiss you?"
"Please."
Sam reached for him the same time he scooted closer, their bodies fitting together under the warm blanket. There was a hand on Maddison’s cheek, gentle and calloused and warm, and when their lips met Maddison could have sworn he felt sparks fly, or there was a fire, ignited when Sam swiped his tongue on Maddison’s lower lip that made Maddison gasp. Sam pushed him on his back, with his forearms on either side of Maddison’s head, and Maddison’s hands grasped the front of Sam’s shirt, his tongue meeting Sam’s as they deepened the kiss.
Time was nonexistent as they kissed, hands all over each other’s bodies. Sam’s shirt was the first to go, the blanket already kicked out of the way and on the floor. Maddison needed Sam’s lips on his like he needed air, and he should have been embarrassed at the way he whimpered and moaned when the only thing Sam had done to him was kiss and touch him.
After a while, Sam pulled away panting, his green eyes dark and his lips swollen red and slick with spit. He kissed Maddison’s nose before moving lower and tracing his jaw with his lips, peppering open-mouthed kisses. He sucked on a tender spot right below Maddison’s neck, and then the skin where his neck and shoulder met. Maddison closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling. He idly wondered why Sam was so skilled at this, and promptly discarded the thought.
“Oh god,” Maddison moaned when Sam lightly bit him before licking and soothing the skin, and he was mortified at how his back arched, hips automatically pushing up to meet Sam’s. Maddison was hard and it was so obvious as his pajamas were tented, but he felt Sam’s own erection against him and couldn’t help but blush and bit his lip. “Sammy...”
“What do you want, Maddison?” Sam asked, stopping his attempt to mark Maddison’s collarbone and meeting his eyes.
Maddison gulped. Sam was so beautiful.
With him shirtless on top of Maddison, his hand underneath his shirt and fingertips running along Maddison’s skin in the softest way, inducing goosebumps where his fingers went, he was the most beautiful person Maddison had ever met. He was in awe of Sam.
“You, Sam. I want you.” Maddison didn’t wait for his reply and grabbed Sam’s face, kissing him because he couldn’t get enough. Sam kissed him back like he felt the same. And maybe, most likely, definitely, he did.
Sam grunted and lowered his hips, grinding against Maddison in the most delicious way possible. Maddison’s fingers found purchase on Sam’s hair, pulling him in for a deeper kiss as Sam worked their clothed erections together. Too soon, Sam lifted his face and pulled back, sitting on top of Maddison’s thighs. He then grabbed Maddison’s arm to make him sit up and face him before lifting Maddison’s shirt off him and kissing his collarbone and his chest, and then up to Maddison’s neck as he whispered how beautiful Maddison was and how much he wanted him.
Then Maddison was on his back again, with Sam kissing his way down until he reached one of Maddison’s nipple, sucking and licking it lightly and driving Maddison insane as the bud hardened, wet with Sam’s spit. Sam did the same to the other nipple and Maddison bit the side of his palm to muffle his moans.
“Sammy,” Maddison gasped, grabbing Sam’s hair again. “Stop stop stop. Sammy, I want you.”
You have me.”
“No,” Maddison whined. “Please. I — ” Growing impatient, Maddison sat up and wriggled out of his pajamas, taking his underwear with it. His face burned but he didn’t care. He just wanted more. Sam seemed to understand and immediately took off his own pants and Maddison bit back another moan because oh god Sam’s naked before him and oh god he was beautiful.
“Shit, Maddison. You’re making me crazy. Lie back down,” Sam said and followed Maddison, covering his entire naked body with his. Their dicks rubbed against one another and it was the hottest thing Maddison ever experienced. Sam reached down and circled his huge hand around them, and this time Maddison couldn’t hold back the loud moans escaping him. He moved his hips in time with Sam’s hand, their precum making it easy for Sam to slide up and down them.
“Sam,” Maddison said, sucking on Sam’s earlobe. “Not gonna last, Sam.”
Sam grunted, his hand moving faster. It’s warm. It’s too warm. As if it wasn’t Christmas Day and there wasn’t a storm outside. Maddison was burning and he was mumbling incoherently in Sam’s ear. The room was filled with the sounds of wet skin on wet skin, moans and whimpers and panting.
Maddison reached his climax first, biting on Sam’s shoulder as his vision turned black for a hot second and releasing on Sam’s hand. He felt Sam shiver above him, his hips stuttering before he shouted, thick ribbons of release shooting off him and into his hand and their stomachs. There was a second before Sam exhaled and slumped down heavily on Maddison. It was sticky between them, and his body and Sam’s were slicked with sweat, but for a moment it was peaceful. It was perfect. Maddison felt so light and happy and warm. He always was when he was with Sam.
Sam moved first, rolling beside him after kissing his cheek. “We should clean up.”
Maddison just smiled, feeling drunk, and just hummed.
Sam chuckled. “This finally shut you up? I should have done this sooner if I knew.”
Pouting, Maddison leaned closer, burying his face on Sam’s shoulder. “I can’t move, Sammy.” That earned him another laugh, and a kiss on top of his head.
“I’ll be right back.” Sam climbed out of the bed but Maddison snagged his wrist.
“Where are you going?” He knew he sounded whiny but he didn’t care. He didn’t want Sam to leave or move yet.
“I’m going to the bathroom to get something to clean you up, Doll Face.”
“Oi,” Maddison said as Sam walked to the bathroom. “You’re not allowed to call me that anymore. Have a little respect toward your boyfriend, Sammy.”
“Yeah, yeah, Doll Face,” Sam said as he came back with a wet cloth and wiped the sticky mess on Maddison’s stomach and chest. After a minute of taking care of himself, Sam was back and picked up Maddison’s blanket, covering Maddison with it before sliding under the sheet and pulling Maddison close to him. Maddison couldn’t resist and snuck a quick kiss.
