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Farmer’s first night sleeping over at Sam’s.

Sorry it took forever this one threw me through a loop (and idk whyyyy?) but I promise I tried™

I know I take forever but I LOVE doing these.

Amelia and Sam had been dating for a few weeks now and were practically inseparable. She didn't really know how she got so lucky to have someone as loving and attentive as Sam. He was always gentle with her, making sure she was okay with every touch, kiss, or even comments he'd make, worried he'd cross a line. He would do anything for her and she for him.

She sat on his bed, his head resting in her lap as they watched some cheesy old horror movie. Absently, she brushed her fingers through his hair, her fingers grazing over his scalp.

Amelia jumped, a small gasp escaping as thunder and a flash of lightning roared outside. Sam sat up quickly, looking her over, "hey, you okay?"

She laughed quietly, her hand on her chest, "oh, yeah. Sorry. I just didn't even know it was storming. Startled me.." she bit her bottom lip, thinking before she stood up, a clear pout playing at her lips, "that does mean I should go, though.. if it gets worse…"

"Ames, it's really bad already," Sam started, frowning as he glanced out the window. He turned to look at her, her lips curled down in a frown. Sam scanned her face carefully, "you could stay.. I certainly wouldn't mind having you here. But if you're uncomfortable, I don't want you to feel-"

"Yeah, I can stay.. if you're sure," she blurted, not even really thinking her answer through. Sam was standing in front of her, in no time flat. He brushed a strand of hair from her face, unable to conceal his excitement.

"I promise I won't cross any lines, alright?" He leaned in to kiss her forehead before moving quickly to his dresser to fish out his favorite pajamas before turning to offer them to her, "I can even step out while you change."

She took the clothes as she stood to press a kiss to the corner of his lips, "seems like you've thought about this before," she teased before shaking her head, "you don't need to leave. Just turn around."

He seemed to consider for a moment before turning around, allowing her time to change. The pure smell of him filled her as she pulled on his sweats and t-shirt, swimming in them despite him being a slender man to begin with.

When finished, she moved forward and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, "I'm all dressed. I should just steal all of your clothes and be this comfy forever."

He laughed, arching an eyebrow as he maneuvered in her grasp to turn and face her, "well I certainly can't fit in your clothes. What will I wear?"

She thought for a moment, trying and failing to appear to be genuinely considering, "you know, I didn't think of that," she smirked up at him, "I guess it's just an added bonus on my part."

He laughed and bent to kiss her, his lips once more capturing hers as she hummed in surprise. Still, her arms moved up around his neck, holding him there for a long moment before he pulled away.

"And what was that for?" She hummed, pressing a chaste kiss to his jaw.

"You admitted it would be a win for me to be without clothes. There were a million and eight inappropriate comments, so instead I behaved."

She laughed aloud then before pulling away to steal his charger for a bit, just to top her battery off. After a moment, she heard an appreciative hum.

"Yeah, I kind of love you in my clothes,'' he started, grinning as he saw her face fade to red.

"Shut up.." she grumbled before turning back to him, "Alright. So, elephant in the room, how-"

"If you're trying to offer to sleep on the floor or something absurd like that, I'm going to need you to think again. You should definitely stay in my bed with me," a slow smile crept over her lips as he rambled. She could see he was nervous, and to be honest, so was she. They've cuddled before and of course they've made out more than a few times but they have been waiting to move forward with anything else. There was no way that he couldn't tell how inexperienced she was, and it would have to be a whole conversation. Yet, here they are, sleeping together in his bed, where she so often fantasized she'd be… She forced herself back to the moment, her eyebrow arching in response to his recommendation. As he saw, he continued, "Wait, you know I wouldn't try anything without.. or whatever.." His cheeks were tinged red as his hand moved to the back of his neck, a nervous habit of his, "I just really like the idea of holding you all night.. you know?"

Her smile reached her eyes as she gave a small nod in agreement, standing on her toes and wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight embrace. She felt his body relax as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Their bodies seemed to meld together perfectly, almost as if they were formed from the same mold. Not quite letting him go yet, she sighed, "and your mom won't freak out when I leave tomorrow in the same clothes?"

Sam chuckled and pulled back, his hands coming to rest on her waist as he pressed a kiss to her forehead, "she might not totally like the idea but she'll be fine. It's not like we're doing anything wrong," at the end, he smirked, his eyebrows raising ti warn her of the impending joke, "or anything too loud, of course. Which, let's be honest, is definitely what she thinks we'd be up to."

Despite the red tinging her cheeks, she rolled her eyes before meeting his gaze. His eyes were one of her favorite things about Sam. In the sunlight, they were almost the same blue as the sky or the clear blue ocean. They often brought her peace, just knowing how she could see herself staring into them until they were old and gray.

Amelia reached up and touched his face for just a moment before chuckling quietly, "so, definitely off topic, but it is ridiculously unfair how long and full your eyelashes are."

Sam's eyebrows raised, slightly lost in the transition of conversation. He didn't want to push conversation anywhere she didn't want to go, but to be fair, there was something incredibly sexy about how his clothes looked on her body. He should likely be thankful for the change of subject.

"Yeah? I can't say I've ever paid attention," he laughed, shaking his head a bit, "I kind of remember someone mentioning them back in high school?"

"Probably someone who had it bad for you," she hummed, her voice almost a tease, "I mean, how could anyone not?"

"I hardly remember her so clearly I didn't 'have it bad' for her."

The teasing smirk he gave was something she'd never get tired of, "good," she hummed before standing on her toes once more to steal another kiss. Just as their lips brushed, his bedroom door creaked open and Jodi stepped in seemingly not having noticed the two of them enveloped in one another. They stood beside one another now, his hand resting on her opposite hip.

"Oh! Amelia!" She smiled, her voice sugary sweet like it often was when she was putting on a front, "sorry, I thought I heard you head home a while ago!"

Amelia looked up at Sam, not entirely sure how to respond yet. She was always worried about sharing anything with Jodi or any of the group she shared as she knew the whole town would be gossiping by the following day.

"Oh, with how bad the storm is, I offered to let her stay the night," Sam jumped in, smiling down at Amelia briefly before he looked over at his mother. When Amelia looked over toward Jodi, she caught a hint of a frown as Jodi took in the scene before her: her son's girlfriend standing there in his clothing while her own clothes sat by the end of the bed.

"Oh Sam, that was very kind of you," her voice was a little more flat as she smiled before gesturing behind her, "Sam, could I speak with you for just a moment?"

"Sure, I'll be right back. Make yourself comfortable!" Sam smiled, kissing the top of her head as he used his most welcoming tone. Amelia couldn't help but laugh.

They had closed his door behind them, so she wandered aimlessly, looking around his room curiously for the first time. Whenever she'd been there, he always had her full attention. She laughed to herself as she saw a half-empty bottle of hair product poking out of his dresser drawer. His look had always been dramatic, but Yoba, he wore it so well.

His room was so neat. Everything was dusted, his trash empty, and everything seemingly had its own place.

She caught a hint of Jodi's tone through the door and couldn't stop her curiosity. She moved closer, her steps as quiet as she could make them. She wanted to make out something of a hint as to what was wrong. She sounded stern and even a little frustrated. As she listened closely, she could barely make out Sam's response, "mom, I wouldn't… I really do think… I'm 24 and I pay… spend the night with my girlfriend, I'll invite her to do so. You know I'd never do anything disrespectful, mom. Vince's room is right there, for Yoba's sake," his voice grew clearer as she heard the two of them coming back to the room. Amelia moved, making herself look busy by looking over a poster on his wall.

Quietly, she heard Jodi speak behind the door, likely believing that Amelia couldn't hear, "Sam, if you do decide to…" she paused, clearing her breath, "be safe, okay?"

"Mom."

"I'm just saying!" She paused, deciding to add in a final thought, "and quiet, Samson."

"Mom."

Jodi held her hand up in defeat, though Amelia had no idea if it was meant to be a joke. She poked her head in and smiled, "Goodnight, Amelia. I'll make breakfast for everyone in the morning. Let me know if you need anything."

Amelia offered a kind smile, "Thanks, Jodi."

As she closed the door behind her, Sam was quick to move and lock it. Amelia knew how frustrating it was for him to have a mom who loomed over him even as an adult. But he couldn't get mad at her for it with Kent being deployed with little to no updates.

She walked forward and wrapped her arms around his waist in a tight hug, "everything okay?"

"Yeah, she's just doing that thing where she's pretending I'm in high school," he chuckled, moving to sit on the bed after she let go, "you know, the usual."

"I'm sorry, Sam. I can only imagine," she hummed, climbing onto the bed and sitting beside him, their backs to the wall, "we can lay down if you want. Get some sleep?"

He turned his head to look at her, his nod barely there as an almost devious look played at his lips. He shifted to lay down, his arm outstretched as he invited her into his arms, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. She traced small circles over his chest before turning to press lazy kisses to his jawline. She smirked to herself as she nipped his earlobe, resulting in a small, but sharp intake of air from him. He shifted so his eyes met hers, though barely inches apart.

"That's not sleeping, you know."

"I couldn't help it. I can't just… lay here and not take a nibble," she pouted playfully before cutting off his response with another small kiss followed by another that she didn't pull back from. He exhaled through his nose as he let himself melt into the kiss, his arm that rest around her pulling her closer to the point of lying partially on top of him.

Her hand had come to rest on his chest, moving up slowly and around to tangle her fingers in his hair, which resulted in an appreciative hum. She smiled a little against his lips, knowing that at the moment, he was pretty much putty in her hands. Agonizingly slowly, she moved, her tongue brushing along his lower lip. His response was hungry as his tongue met hers in a fight for control. Her light touch grew firm, her body reacting to his eagerness. Losing the fight, she allowed him control as their tongues danced in the kiss.

Her free hand moved to his side, trying to be sneaky in sliding her hand under his shirt, wanting to feel each groove in his back and chest. Her hand glided over his surprisingly smooth skin all the way to his ribs before he pulled back from the kiss, his breathing labored as he laughed.

"Are you trying to undress me?" He hummed, close enough that his breath was warm against her. He trailed his kisses down to meet her throat. She exhaled, any quip she might have had vanishing from thought. Before she even had a chance to speak, the sound of Vincent yelling for his mom as the little pats of his feet moved past Sam's door cut her off.

Right. The walls here are thin and now was not the time for any other firsts. They seemed to share the thought as Sam pulled her back into a cuddle, purely affectionate. She pressed one more loving kiss to his lips before resting her head back on his shoulder.

"Goodnight, Sam."

His chest shook lightly with his laugh, "g'night, Ames."

They lay there in silence for a while, Amelia almost having drifted to sleep before mumbling, "next time, you're sleeping over my house."

"Hmm?" Sam hummed, already mostly asleep. "For privacy," she yawned, her eyes falling closed again. He hummed in agreement and she smiled to herself, both excited and nervous to hear his thoughts on that implication when he's more awake and realizes what she said.

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