Incidental
Mistake
HARRY
I creep out of bed quietly, sure not to wake Sam. A guilty feeling erupts within me as I set path to Blair's place.
"Good morning." I call opening her front door.
"Morning Harry! In the kitchen." I follow through the house finding Blair barely clothed in the kitchen in front of the stove. I wrap my arms around her waist, kissing her neck.
"You smell like perfume." She gawks.
"I do live with a girl." I mock.
"True, which I was thinking. Why not just move in with me?"
What?
"Uh, I don't know Blair." I stall.
"Why not?"
"Because I help with the bills." I point out.
"She makes more then enough to handle on her own."
I sigh. "I'll talk to her."
Blair turns around with a smile. "That's all I ask."
I spend the rest of the day in Blair's company before she has some lame opera show to attend with her grandparents. I head home to Sam finding an empty apartment.
Or so I thought.
Laughter rings throughout the back half of the apartment as I seek further into the darkness to investigate.
"Sam?" I struggle for my phone to use it's light but find myself overwhelmed with a presence on my back. Sam's laughter rings again.
"What are you doing?" I laugh along.
"Just having fun." She peps, kissing my check.
"Don't slobber on me." I joke.
She laughs again, hopping down.
I turn around met with Sam's overpowering presence pushing me against the wall. Her fingers link into my belt loops as she presses her body against mine.
"Whoa. Sam, what are you doing?"
"Just having fun." She repeats, swaying.
"Sam. I can't. We can't."
"Just a kiss." She whispers.
Our eyes meet with a lustful softness luring my lips close to hers. We meet in slow embrace before I overpower her will and sensually slide my tongue in against hers. A small moan escapes her mouth, vibrating my lips in the most delicate way. I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Sam breaks away, keeping her eyes close. I watch as she drops her arms to her sides, taking a deep breath. In one swift move, she removes her shirt and walks softly into her bedroom. I run my hand over my face knowing where this is heading. I push myself off the wall and turn the corner, finding Sam sitting on the bed. Her head is low and her face paints a grimace.
"Sam, talk to me. What's going on?" I ask, taking a different approach.
She shakes her head. "I wish things were different."
"Like?"
"Like, if I didn't act so crazy about kissing you maybe you wouldn't be with Blair." She trails. "What?" I ask, not hearing the last part."
"Maybe you wouldn't be with Blair." She says a bit louder.
"So, that's what this is about?"
"No." She groans. "Wait, yes. I don't know." Her hands fall hard against her thighs.
"Mhmm." I nod.
"I'm sorry, I know I'm -"
But I don't let her finish. I've made up my mind. I'm done pretending I want to be with Blair and I'm done feeling guilty for having these feelings for Sam. I pull her into my lap and place my lips against her's. I push us further onto the bed, laying her back gently. I bring my shirt up over my head before climbing atop her body. Her petite hands cup my face as I reach down and kiss her once more. I trail my lips down her jaw and neck feeling her hips respond to my touch. I continue to kiss down her stomach hearing her breath shallow. She yanks down at her pants as I help the rest of the process. The only thing now separating me from Sam's naked body is a thin lace fabric that I make my next duty to remove. I slide my hands up her skin noticing her nipples harden with excitement. I drag my tongue across her sensitive bud hearing her breath hitch in her throat. I sit up, tired of the annoyance my jeans are providing against my stiff member.
"Are you sure about this? I mean, we can stop and act like nothing happened." I speak, but Sam doesn't. Instead, she pulls the zipper down on my jeans and eyes me to take them off. I do so, and crawl back to her, kissing her lips selfishly. Her hands scavenger through my hair as we continue the passion in our kiss. I take this as my prime opportunity to enter her as I lower my hips to her middle. I feel her warmth radiate around me causing my heart to race. I gently push her knee up, gaining more access to the connection I want so badly with this girl. I adjust my body and lower my hips further until I feel her warmth and wetness take me in. She breaks away from my lips, leaving me with a shaky breath.
"I can stop." I pant. She shakes her head.
"No, I've been waiting for this. For us." She whispers in my ear.
A sensation trickles down my spine causing my eyes to roll as Sam's breath spills out across my neck and ear. I continue to lower my hips, feeling her walls welcome in my clear excitement. Her bottom lip is placed between her teeth as I start a slow, steady pace. My head spins at the reality that this is happening and I'm yearning to hear her say my name. Her head falls back exposing the flushed skin of her neck. I take the invitation and place my teeth gently to her skin. A luxurious moan pours from Sam's mouth encouraging me to move faster.
The intoxicating rhythm has put me in a trance as I bring my head up to see the pleasure painted across her face. I grit my teeth hard feeling my abdomen tighten all too soon.
Pausing momentarily, I sit back on my knees wrapping my arms under Sam's thighs, pulling her into me. I keep my grip and begin my thrusts again. I watch as Sam's body pleasantly bounces to my motions before me on the bed. Her mouth is partially agape, her eyes closed. I suck in a breath through my teeth, adding my own melodic moans.
"Oh god, Harry." She whines into a moan. "You feel so good."
"Yeah?" Is the only thing my brain allows me to spew.
"Yes!" She draws out.
I let go of her thighs and come back up above her. I rest my forearms on each side of her arms, hovering my lips above her's. I pick up my pace significantly, feeling her hands grab the back of my elbows and watching her eyes roll.
"H." She pants.
But I'm too far invested to respond and am dying to make her say my name again. I keep my thrusts short and hard, listening to every sex filled moan that graces my ears.
"Harry!" She pants again. "I'm going to--"
"Yeah, are you? Tell me.." I command, feeling her legs quiver below me.
I let my lower stomach tighten and that all too familiar tingle climb up my spine. Sam tries sentences but they come out incoherent and drowned by her euphoria. I feel her crash down around me, aiding me in my own much warranted release. I take a few seconds to myself, coming down from my high. Sam's rising and falling chest slows to a near stop. I remove my hips but stay above her, moving hair from her sweat glistened forehead. She smiles gently, stopping my hand before placing a kiss upon my palm. I fall to her side, pulling her into me.
"Don't you need to go get cleaned up?" She pokes.
"I will." I shrug.
"Hurry go so we can cuddle...please?" She asks sweetly.
I sigh with a nod, lightly jogging to the bathroom. I clean up, grabbing my briefs on the way back before sliding back in bed.
"Sneaky." I smile, noticing she has some clothes back on too.
"It's chilly in here."
"Bullshit excuse." We laugh together before I catch the light.
I pull her body into mine, feeling the her curvature fit perfectly with mine. Sam requests a movie, so I find one on cable that we both agree on.
"So, this isn't even scary." I groan as Sam hides behind the pillow.
"Yes it is! The grandmother is so creepy."
"Creepy is a better way to explain it, yes." I agree.
She hides within my arm as I laugh.
My phone dings alerting me of a text as I move Sam gently off my arm to retrieve my phone. "Blair?" She sighs.
"Yeah, just telling me she is home from the opera. I should go."
Wait, what did I just do?
"Oh, yeah. Ok." She agrees, sitting up.
"Here." I say handing her the remote. "I don't think you'll survive this movie alone."
She lightly laughs. "You're right."
I slide off the bed, pulling my clothes together. "I'll catch you the morning." I inform leaning down to kiss her forehead but she denies me. She keeps her eyes on the television and I know I deserve all this.
"See ya." I sigh before leaving the apartment.
I feel like trash leaving her, but a part of me is drawn to Blair's exotic edginess. I walk to Blair's place, taking in the sights and sounds of the quiet calmness of the busy city. I find Blair asleep when I arrive and immediately I undress and get into bed. I grab my phone and send Sam a goodnight text only left with the emptiness of feeling alone.
I creep out of bed quietly, sure not to wake Sam. A guilty feeling erupts within me as I set path to Blair's place.
"Good morning." I call opening her front door.
"Morning Harry! In the kitchen." I follow through the house finding Blair barely clothed in the kitchen in front of the stove. I wrap my arms around her waist, kissing her neck.
"You smell like perfume." She gawks.
"I do live with a girl." I mock.
"True, which I was thinking. Why not just move in with me?"
What?
"Uh, I don't know Blair." I stall.
"Why not?"
"Because I help with the bills." I point out.
"She makes more then enough to handle on her own."
I sigh. "I'll talk to her."
Blair turns around with a smile. "That's all I ask."
I spend the rest of the day in Blair's company before she has some lame opera show to attend with her grandparents. I head home to Sam finding an empty apartment.
Or so I thought.
Laughter rings throughout the back half of the apartment as I seek further into the darkness to investigate.
"Sam?" I struggle for my phone to use it's light but find myself overwhelmed with a presence on my back. Sam's laughter rings again.
"What are you doing?" I laugh along.
"Just having fun." She peps, kissing my check.
"Don't slobber on me." I joke.
She laughs again, hopping down.
I turn around met with Sam's overpowering presence pushing me against the wall. Her fingers link into my belt loops as she presses her body against mine.
"Whoa. Sam, what are you doing?"
"Just having fun." She repeats, swaying.
"Sam. I can't. We can't."
"Just a kiss." She whispers.
Our eyes meet with a lustful softness luring my lips close to hers. We meet in slow embrace before I overpower her will and sensually slide my tongue in against hers. A small moan escapes her mouth, vibrating my lips in the most delicate way. I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Sam breaks away, keeping her eyes close. I watch as she drops her arms to her sides, taking a deep breath. In one swift move, she removes her shirt and walks softly into her bedroom. I run my hand over my face knowing where this is heading. I push myself off the wall and turn the corner, finding Sam sitting on the bed. Her head is low and her face paints a grimace.
"Sam, talk to me. What's going on?" I ask, taking a different approach.
She shakes her head. "I wish things were different."
"Like?"
"Like, if I didn't act so crazy about kissing you maybe you wouldn't be with Blair." She trails. "What?" I ask, not hearing the last part."
"Maybe you wouldn't be with Blair." She says a bit louder.
"So, that's what this is about?"
"No." She groans. "Wait, yes. I don't know." Her hands fall hard against her thighs.
"Mhmm." I nod.
"I'm sorry, I know I'm -"
But I don't let her finish. I've made up my mind. I'm done pretending I want to be with Blair and I'm done feeling guilty for having these feelings for Sam. I pull her into my lap and place my lips against her's. I push us further onto the bed, laying her back gently. I bring my shirt up over my head before climbing atop her body. Her petite hands cup my face as I reach down and kiss her once more. I trail my lips down her jaw and neck feeling her hips respond to my touch. I continue to kiss down her stomach hearing her breath shallow. She yanks down at her pants as I help the rest of the process. The only thing now separating me from Sam's naked body is a thin lace fabric that I make my next duty to remove. I slide my hands up her skin noticing her nipples harden with excitement. I drag my tongue across her sensitive bud hearing her breath hitch in her throat. I sit up, tired of the annoyance my jeans are providing against my stiff member.
"Are you sure about this? I mean, we can stop and act like nothing happened." I speak, but Sam doesn't. Instead, she pulls the zipper down on my jeans and eyes me to take them off. I do so, and crawl back to her, kissing her lips selfishly. Her hands scavenger through my hair as we continue the passion in our kiss. I take this as my prime opportunity to enter her as I lower my hips to her middle. I feel her warmth radiate around me causing my heart to race. I gently push her knee up, gaining more access to the connection I want so badly with this girl. I adjust my body and lower my hips further until I feel her warmth and wetness take me in. She breaks away from my lips, leaving me with a shaky breath.
"I can stop." I pant. She shakes her head.
"No, I've been waiting for this. For us." She whispers in my ear.
A sensation trickles down my spine causing my eyes to roll as Sam's breath spills out across my neck and ear. I continue to lower my hips, feeling her walls welcome in my clear excitement. Her bottom lip is placed between her teeth as I start a slow, steady pace. My head spins at the reality that this is happening and I'm yearning to hear her say my name. Her head falls back exposing the flushed skin of her neck. I take the invitation and place my teeth gently to her skin. A luxurious moan pours from Sam's mouth encouraging me to move faster.
The intoxicating rhythm has put me in a trance as I bring my head up to see the pleasure painted across her face. I grit my teeth hard feeling my abdomen tighten all too soon.
Pausing momentarily, I sit back on my knees wrapping my arms under Sam's thighs, pulling her into me. I keep my grip and begin my thrusts again. I watch as Sam's body pleasantly bounces to my motions before me on the bed. Her mouth is partially agape, her eyes closed. I suck in a breath through my teeth, adding my own melodic moans.
"Oh god, Harry." She whines into a moan. "You feel so good."
"Yeah?" Is the only thing my brain allows me to spew.
"Yes!" She draws out.
I let go of her thighs and come back up above her. I rest my forearms on each side of her arms, hovering my lips above her's. I pick up my pace significantly, feeling her hands grab the back of my elbows and watching her eyes roll.
"H." She pants.
But I'm too far invested to respond and am dying to make her say my name again. I keep my thrusts short and hard, listening to every sex filled moan that graces my ears.
"Harry!" She pants again. "I'm going to--"
"Yeah, are you? Tell me.." I command, feeling her legs quiver below me.
I let my lower stomach tighten and that all too familiar tingle climb up my spine. Sam tries sentences but they come out incoherent and drowned by her euphoria. I feel her crash down around me, aiding me in my own much warranted release. I take a few seconds to myself, coming down from my high. Sam's rising and falling chest slows to a near stop. I remove my hips but stay above her, moving hair from her sweat glistened forehead. She smiles gently, stopping my hand before placing a kiss upon my palm. I fall to her side, pulling her into me.
"Don't you need to go get cleaned up?" She pokes.
"I will." I shrug.
"Hurry go so we can cuddle...please?" She asks sweetly.
I sigh with a nod, lightly jogging to the bathroom. I clean up, grabbing my briefs on the way back before sliding back in bed.
"Sneaky." I smile, noticing she has some clothes back on too.
"It's chilly in here."
"Bullshit excuse." We laugh together before I catch the light.
I pull her body into mine, feeling the her curvature fit perfectly with mine. Sam requests a movie, so I find one on cable that we both agree on.
"So, this isn't even scary." I groan as Sam hides behind the pillow.
"Yes it is! The grandmother is so creepy."
"Creepy is a better way to explain it, yes." I agree.
She hides within my arm as I laugh.
My phone dings alerting me of a text as I move Sam gently off my arm to retrieve my phone. "Blair?" She sighs.
"Yeah, just telling me she is home from the opera. I should go."
Wait, what did I just do?
"Oh, yeah. Ok." She agrees, sitting up.
"Here." I say handing her the remote. "I don't think you'll survive this movie alone."
She lightly laughs. "You're right."
I slide off the bed, pulling my clothes together. "I'll catch you the morning." I inform leaning down to kiss her forehead but she denies me. She keeps her eyes on the television and I know I deserve all this.
"See ya." I sigh before leaving the apartment.
I feel like trash leaving her, but a part of me is drawn to Blair's exotic edginess. I walk to Blair's place, taking in the sights and sounds of the quiet calmness of the busy city. I find Blair asleep when I arrive and immediately I undress and get into bed. I grab my phone and send Sam a goodnight text only left with the emptiness of feeling alone.
Notes
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Hi guys! So sorry I've been absent! Went away for the weekend to see the lads of 5 Seconds of Summer & it was ABSOLUTELY amazing!!
This chapter is a bit lengthy and takes a bit of a sultry turn. Hope you all enjoy it!!
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9/15/16