Pelican Town Gossip

As soon as he left, you went to wander to your friends, but a sad looking man drinking alone made you divert your course. He was standing near the trees, taking swigs of his can of beer. 

“Hi.” You said as you approached. 

“Hi.” Shane responded in a cold voice, taking another long sip. 

“How are you?” You tried to start an innocent conversation.  

“Where’s your date?” Shane asked. 

“Gone.”

A moment of silence lingered between you two. “Well, beer is empty. I’m going home.” He said, shaking his can. 

“Shane, come on, are you okay?”

“Fine.” He said, throwing his can on the ground and storming away from you. 

Your eyes lingered on Shane, who was walking away briskly. When you refocused your attention on the dance floor, your eyes locked with Sam’s. He must have been watching me, you thought. Ashamed, you crossed your arms and looked away. 

Sam approached you. “Hey, y/n, what’s going on?” He asked. 

“Nothing at all.” 

“Shane’s not the nicest, you know.” He said, standing beside you. You could smell his clean smelling cologne. He pushed the side of his arm into your shoulder. “There are nicer people…” 

You just grunted in agreement. 

“You know, it’s totally okay that you came with Elliot. You guys are friends, I know that. But… I won’t lie, it made me a little jealous.” He said. 

“I’m sorry, Sam. I’m not trying to disappoint anyone here.”

“Oh, I know. You’re wonderful, y/n. I would hate to see you get mixed up in something with a guy so much older than you, you know? Like Shane… he’s got his issues. And Elliot, he’s nice, but he’s probably at the point in his life where he’s looking to settle down.”

“What if I was looking for that too?” You asked. 

“Are you?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well, if that’s really what you were looking for, I guess I’d better step up, hey?” He smiled. 

“This conversation is getting too serious, Sam.” 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. You wanna dance?” 

Sam led you to the open space as the music got faster. 

The music got faster, and so did your dancing. He swung you around and around, and you were giggling wildly. Finally, you ended up in front of him, your back pressed to him. You felt his heat behind you as his strong arms wrapped around you, bringing you closer. 

You were completely pressed against him. You shook your body as much as you could, knowing you were teasing him. 

You could feel him behind you gyrating to the music. You pushed yourself closer to him, and heard a small breath escape his lips. For a moment, he did nothing, but then he suddenly grabbed your hips strongly and pulled you as close into him as he could. 

You were dancing with no distance between you. Every shake of your body was directly on him. You heard him breathing into your ear and pushed back even more. 

“Do you want to get out of here?” He asked.

You did. "Don't make it obvious." You said, nodding your head.

You left first, saying goodnight to everyone and walking home. A few minutes later, Sam followed you out. You were waiting for him in the small path around Marnie's property towards your farm. You giggled as you grabbed his arm, and led him through the path towards your door.

As soon as you were inside, Sam pushed you against the wall. His hands were pressing your shoulders, pinning you down. You were completely helpless. He kissed you deeply, slowly taking his hands from your shoulders and running them down the sides of your body. Each touch made you weak, and your stomach flip. You held onto his shirt tightly for balanced, which made him groan as he kissed you. 

"You know, I've never..." He started to say, his blue eyes staring down at your full lips. 

You kissed him hard. Your tongues flicked inside each others mouth, tangling, and exploring. While you kissed, he lifted your hips up so they were around him, and scooped you up. He carried you to the sofa, and laid you down gently, climbing on top of you. His hands were fumbling with the straps on your dress, and before you knew it, you yourself were completely lifting off your beautiful white gown. 

"Thank God I wore a cute bra today." You silently thought, as you sat there as Sam stared at you in shock.

He looked completely overwhelmed. His cheeks were flushed bright red. He eyed you up and down, and you suddenly became self-conscious. You moved your arms to cover yourself, and he caught them with his firm hands. "Don't." He said, his voice only a begging whisper. "You're so perfect."  

That was all you needed to pull him back to you, kissing him harder than before. As you kissed, you pulled up at the bottom of his shirt, lifting it off. You exposed his pink torso, which was lined with faint abs. You ran your hand up and down them, him responding to your touch by grunting. 

"Let me do something for you." He said, pushing you back flat onto the sofa. He moved downwards, kissing your stomach. Each kiss sent a tingle down to your stomach, making your muscles contract uncontrollably. His kisses moved to your thighs, and you knew what was coming next. 

Pretty soon, you were heaving as Sam worked below you. His tongue moved furiously, wetly moving in and out of you. You moaned, and grabbed the back of his thick blonde hair. Your thighs pushed on either side of his ears as you reached your peak. You were moaning, and screaming, and shook violently until you were finished. 

Your thighs released Sam, and you stared deep into his eyes. He gazed at you hungrily, like he wasn't fully satisfied. 

"Since I'm so generous, I guess I better return the favour." You thought as you smirked, bringing Sam towards you.

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After you and Sam had both finished, you looked at each other. You were both almost stunned over what had just happened.

"So..." Sam said, pulling up his teal dress pants and doing up his belt. 

"Wow." You giggled.

"I wasn't... I've never..."

"You've never what?"

"Any of that." Sam admitted, picking his shirt off the ground. 

You thought about his tongue, and how deftly it had moved. You shivered. "Well, you seemed like a pro." 

"Aw, jeez. I hope so." 

"I'm going to put my pajamas on." You said.

"Sure. Um... do you want me to leave right away?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. The faint pink afterglow on his cheeks made him look even more adorable than normal.

"Not if you don't want to. I can pour us a drink." You offered.

"Sure."

After changing into comfier attire, you came out to the kitchen to pour Sam a glass of wine. The red liquid splashed into the glass, and as you watched it, you couldn't stop thinking about you and Sam. It was honestly amazing. You had been with only a few people before him, but the passion Sam put into his performance was... astounding. 

Sam took a sip of his wine and smiled. "I never used to like this stuff."

"It takes a bit of getting used to." You agreed.

Sam sighed, taking another sip. He looked like he wanted to say something, but then hesitated, and took another gulp of wine. After he swallowed, he made himself speak. "That was really awesome." He admitted, a sheepish grin on his face. 

"It was." You agreed.

His eyes lit up. "Oh thank God. I wasn't sure you'd agree..."

You giggled. "You're cute."

Sam blushed again. 

Your conversation was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. You and Sam froze, and glanced at each other. The knock was followed by a voice. 

"Hey, can we talk?" Sebastian's voice rang from outside.