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sundered souls - a short side story blurb

Intermission

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word count: 5.9k+

warnings: 18+, NSFW, uhh they take out a couple guards, guards are armed so mention of weapons/gun, exhibitionism, thigh fucking, grinding/raw humping, squirting, p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie, porn with like the slightest bit of plot, smut under the cut

a/n: thank you @galaxycunt @strangefable and @natesofrellis for tagging me for wip wednesday, a wip kinda ended up turning into me finishing my fic sooooo here it is lol i tag @confidentandgood @sstewyhosseini @captastra and anyone wanting to share a wip!

ok so this is entirely based off my dream i had with sam plus me being the whore i usually am and turning it into a prompt for a smut fic and make it some side story head canon for seph and sam HAHAHAHA also this is a totally made up scenario and not in the game lol

Seph, Sam and Nate were scanning the premises of a fairly large museum the three of them had to somehow get into. The information of a certain item they needed for their next clue just happened to be in this heavily guarded facility, of course it did. The three of them rounded the rear end of the museum and found a back entrance behind a bricked wall and metal gates. However, of course like everything else in this museum, this gate was guarded by two guards standing on post. Behind that gate was a loading van, and behind the van; a propped door. Perfect.

Nate lead the way, staying a fair enough distance away as to not attract any attention, but close enough to make out a plan. “Alright I have an idea.” Nate starts, turning around to face Seph and Sam who followed. “The two of you can go to that alley while I round their back side. You,” he points to Seph abruptly, “try getting their attention.”

“And how am I supposed to do that?” She ask, the sudden job trusted upon her beginning to add quite the pressure on her nerves. Distract the guards?? How was she supposed to distract a couple of heavily armed men who clearly are trained to not be fucked with.

“You know, use your womanly charm, schmooze your way into getting their attention. Call ‘em over to the alley and make sure they follow you, that way when they round the corner Sam here can knock ‘em out, eh? Sounds good?” Nate seemed much too excited while the couple looked at him almost dumbfounded.

“Nathan, there’s no way that’s going to work.” Sam almost half laughed at his plan. “I mean come on, schmooze? What year is this, the 1890s?” Seph chuckles as well noticing the unimpressed look Nate pointed towards his brother.

“Yeah, and womanly charm? The hell is that supposed to mean.” She teased chuckling, “Now that’s just sexist.” She hears Nate sigh, exasperated and annoyed as the two of them continue to giggle and mock him. “Nate, they’re guards, they wouldn’t succumb to such temptations. Wouldn’t they be trained against that anyway? Womanly charm.” She laughs again with her last words.

“Oh I wouldn’t doubt your charm. If you somehow wooed my brother, I’m sure you can manage a couple guards.” Nathan bantered back, raising a brow at Sam as he spoke.

“Please, your brother’s a horndog, he’d be on his knees for any woman who walks by him and bends over.” Seph’s grin never falters as she sees Sam’s reaction to both his girlfriend and his brother teaming up on him.

“Really guys? I mean I saw you coming but you too?” He looked at Nate then at Seph. “Now you’re just being mean.” Sam crossed his arms.

“Well if you guys have a better plan I’m all ears. If not then I’ll be waiting for my cue.” And with that, off he goes around a few buildings to avoid the gaze of the guards and rounding then behind them. Seph sighs before grabbing Sam by the hand.

“Come on, we’ve got no other choice now. Even if we had another idea, your brother’s long gone to bargain.” She smiles towards him before she begins to drag him to the alley. Truth be told Seph was kind of excited for this little plan though she does hopes it’ll work. If not she’d just have to come up with something quick to get their attention, though she was sure a woman’s scream as a last resort could always do the trick. Seph practically skipped as she pulled Sam like dead weight behind her, her excited grin ever present on her face. Even if Sam wasn’t partial to the idea, he sure thought she was cute with the way she was smiling and tugging him along. Her hand so small in his, soft and warm, her quick steps as she hurried him along just as sweet. He could almost imagine her pulling him away from the others for a quick make out session, if not something more, like they usually did. A smile of his own pulled at his lips as he followed behind her.

The two of them discretely made it towards the alley, hiding around the corner just out of sight from the guards. Seph had no idea how she was going to charm the guards over, surely she wouldn’t have to talk right? Actions speak louder than words as they say. She hoped so anyhow. Before moving out into the open Seph looked over herself. She wasn’t necessarily wearing the most flattering outfit, just a simple knee length skirt, buttoned top and converse. If she’d had known before hand she was going to be pulling a stunt like this, perhaps she wouldn’t have worn the converse. But no use in dwelling in that now, she had to make do with what she had. Pulling the bottom hem of the skirt up, she tucked the corner into the waistband creating a more revealing look followed with a few more undone buttons of her top. Sam had watched her the whole time as she calculated her dilemma in her head and began to alter her outfit.

“Woah, woah, you sure about that?” His hands came to cover her on instinct as she exposed more of her leg and her breasts. He knew that she had to do what she was doing to catch their eye but he wasn’t expecting her to go all out or anything.

“What? I have to sell it don’t I?” Seph grinned seeing as Sam’s eyes raked over her body much too greedily. “And clearly it’s working.” Her grin turned into a knowing smirk as she caught Sam’s attention back to her face.

“I just… I don’t know if you’ve gotta be this showy to some random weirdo men..do you?” Sam almost sounded like a whimpering dog, hoping he wouldn’t have to really let her follow through with this as his eyes looked her over once more. It was like watching a kid who was so reluctant to share his favourite toy.

“If we want the plan to work, then yes.” She finishes up her alterations and look up at him. “Hair up or down?” She asks him. Of course he’d know how she looks best.

“..Up..” He replies almost begrudgingly. Seph smiles a thank you to him as she begins to tie her hair up in a low bun. Sam didn’t want to admit it but she did look really good. He was too proud, keeping the wounded dog act like he almost didn’t want to let her leave. She looked much too good for it to not be for him. Seph saw the look on his face as he contemplated what he should do next.

Seph’s smile turns sweet, stepping closer as she reaches up to straighten his shirt collar, “Think of it as a school play and your role is to beat up the men who are trying to flirt with me.” Seph spoke as she fiddled with his clothes, his hands finding purchase on her hips. “I’m sure you can do that.” She affirms with him, waiting for his reply. Putting it that way it did make him feel a little better about the whole situation. He definitely wouldn’t mind beating up some men who were ogling his girlfriend far longer than they should have. He gives her a nod and she squeeze his shoulder in return. “Ok,” she pulls away from him, turning to the end of the alley, “let’s get this over with.”

Seph steps out into the open, taking slow steps one in front of the other like a cat walk as she approaches their line of view. She kept a fair distance as she walked and soon enough she notices she caught their attention. With both of their heads pointing in her direction, she took a deep breath before she raised her hand for a sweet little wave of her fingers. She watches their movement, the way their heads perk up a bit more at the wave, the way they shift their weight on their legs when she smiles at them. Tilting her head, she turns herself to the side, straightening herself as much as she could so both her chest and rear seemed more desirable. Seph can tell she’s peaked their interest, it definitely felt strange to be doing this let alone having it work. This time she fully turn her back to them before glancing back, silently beckoning them to follow as she swayed her hips, walking back towards the alley in which she came. The guards looked at each other before they took a couple cautious steps towards her, she smiles once more at them, enticing them more confidently.

Seph made sure the guards were following her before she rounded the corner of the alley to where Sam was waiting for her return. “Did they take the bate?” He asked as he tries to check behind her to see if they were coming. She pulls him back before they see him.

“Yes, like a fish on a hook. Come on don’t do that, they’ll see you.” Seph manages to yank Sam by the arm back behind the wall.

“Are you sure they didn’t turn around?” Sam was speaking a little too loudly for her liking. She knew the guards were nearing and she didn’t want to blow the whole thing with Sam’s loud mouth. She lightly slaps his chest before whispering.

“Be quiet they’re close-“ Sam cuts her off with a hand on her mouth, the two of them could hear the footsteps of heavy boots nearing the corner.

“Shh.” Sam mouths to Seph as he continues to listen. ‘Yeah no shit.’ she thinks to yourself as she rolls her eyes, staying quiet as she pulls Sam’s hand off her mouth. Seph moves out of his way, standing behind him as Sam readied himself. She hears low chatter as the guards came closer, speaking to one another, probably about her, Seph grimaces at the thought. She heard one of the guards call out to she as they rounded the corner, Sam being quick on his feet grabs one of them by the head and keeping his hand on the man’s mouth as he struggled in his grasp. The other guard was ready to lift his weapon before Seph make quick moves to kick him in the chins, making the guard drop his gun and groan loudly in pain, giving Sam enough time to drop the first guard to the ground and move to the next. Sam swiftly punches the last man square in the jaw and Seph watches him fall to the ground with a solid thump.

“Nice.” She comments with a proud smile. Sam straightens himself out and wipes his hands.

“Not so bad yourself.” Sam replies, grinning at her as he brushes his bruising knuckles.

“Honestly, I didn’t even know it would work. I just kicked whatever was closest hoping it could stun him a bit.” She responds sheepishly but honest, laughing at the thought of her previous action, it did seem a bit silly.

“And it did,” Sam placed his hands on his hips, “we should move these bodies in case someone sees ‘em.” He looks back at the two guards before looking around for somewhere to dump them. His eyes land on a couple dumpsters further down the alley. “Help me out with these would you?”

Seph nod sand follows his lead, picking up one guards legs while Sam grabbed the other end, lifting and shuffling together to get the unconscious man behind the dumpsters. “Why did these dumpsters have to be so far away?” Seph struggled as she tried not to drop the man’s legs, the longer she carried the heavier he got. Sam huffed a laugh.

“You just gotta work out more.” He teased as the two of them dump the dead weight behind the dumpster before heading back for the other.

“Are you calling me weak?” Seph teased back with mocking offence as she placed a hand on her chest and the other on her hip, she watches Sam’s face instantly fall into a silent panic. She lets out a laugh before heading back to the second body. “I’m joking! You’re adorable.” Seph giggles walking past him as Sam sighed before following her.

“That’s not funny.” He pouts, grumbling behind Seph as he caught up with her steps.

The two of them finish moving the second body next to the other one with relief, Seph’s arms finally resting after way too much body dragging, “Never ask me to cover up a murder for you. Lifting these two was enough heavy body lifting for my lifetime.” She tells Sam as she starts her way back towards the opening of the alley. Seph hears him chuckle as he walks next to her.

“Noted.” He hums, reducing his pace to a stop the closer the two of them got to the end of the alley, Seph slows and turns to him.

“What’s wrong?” Seph asks as she watches Sam approach her with a wandering look in his eye. She knew that look, she’s seen it more times than she could count, though she wondered why he’d give her such a look now considering their situation at hand and their previous tasks. Then it came to her, she’d completely forgotten to fix her clothes back to normal, and knowing him, he probably watched the whole show she had put up for the guards earlier. She looks down at yourself and sure enough her very unbuttoned shirt was showing her rather exposed skin. She huffs in defeat with a small smile pulling at her lips.

Seph goes to untuck her skirt but Sam’s hand comes down gently on hers, signalling her to release the fabric in her hand. She looks up at him, his eyes soft as he peers down at her body now mere inches away from his. His hand releases hers before it begins to roam, slipping under her skirt by the improvised slit to touch the skin of her thigh as it travels up and back to the curve of her ass. His other hand reaches for her shirt, gently grabbing a hold of one side of the opened collar to neatly place the fabric aside before his fingers delicately trace the skin of her chest.

He leaves a trail of goose bumps on her skin wherever he touches, his hand flattening against her chest to slide under her shirt as if he moves to slip it off. Seph grabs his wrist before he does so. “Sam..” She warns him gently, “We can’t strip naked in the middle of a city in some sketchy alleyway.” Her voice was low, almost embarrassed to have to explain to him why she stopped him. Sam looks at her with furrowed brows and a disappointed pout before his hand slips from her hold and slides up to cup her neck, pulling her in for a gentle kiss.

She could feel Sam’s restraint in the way he kissed her, the hand on her ass gripping and squeezing every few seconds as if to appease a his self-control. He pulled her back with him, stumbling slow steps as he walked them back into the wall of the alley, his quiet groans are swallowed by her mouth as his back hit the brick behind him. She falls into him, her chest pressed to his as he devoured her kisses with his own, his tongue tasting every part of her lips and mouth with every exchange. Sam knew the boundaries she’s set, no taking off clothes, but he could do a lot of things without taking off their clothes and he knew she wouldn’t be able to resist it considering her sex drive matched his quite well.

Giving her lips one last ounce of attention, his mouth moved down to her neck, bringing her in closer to him as his hand joins his other on her ass. He kneads her plump flesh, his touch travelling up to her hips before one hand comes to the front, slowly dipping lower. Seph caught his gesture, risky but cautious, seeing if she’d swat his hand away or not, to tell him whether she wanted the same as he did. Her hands stayed put on his abdomen, hell she’s let him go this far already, it’s not like this was the first time the two of them have done something like this before. Sam pulls away a split second searching for her eyes as her lashes fluttered opened, asking for permission to keep going, giving her one last chance to back out. This time it was Seph who pulled him in by cradling the back of his head, “Touch me.” Her voice was a low whisper, eyes barely open as she felt Sam’s breath hitch at her words before she reconnects their lips in a slow, sucking kiss.

Sam’s tongue glides against her bottom lip, roaming her mouth more and more with every kiss. He gropes all over her body, groaning with every squeeze of his hands. Seph could feel her body melt into his as the feeling of him enveloping her so thoroughly like this was making her knees weak and her stomach flutter. His hand comes to the back of her head, cradling it before tugging the hair elastic free from your hair, letting her hair cascade over his palm before he ran his fingers through her locks. His finger nails graze her scalp sending shivers down her spine, more goosebumps rising from his action. Her hands could only fist into his clothes as he overwhelmed her with his needy touches.

Sam’s quick to set his mind in gear, Seph can feel him begin to hike her skirt up higher and sneaking his fingers between her thighs, featherlight touches grazing her clothed cunt making her skin tingle. Her hips instinctively move forward into his hand, forcing his touch against her nerves making her whine as he firmly presses up into her, beginning small circles on her clit. Her mewl is swallowed by Sam’s mouth as his other hand dug into her skin, pulling her hips closer to his. She could feel his hard on press against her groin as his own hips buck into hers at their closeness. Sam pulls away from the kiss, his forehead resting against hers as he looks down at his hand under her skirt, feeling her underwear dampening between her thighs. He groans, Seph can feel his quickening breaths fan against her chest, his lashes fluttering as he begins to grind softly against her.

“Fuck..” He exhales, pinching her clit between his thumb and index making her choke on her breath, suppressing her squeal the best she could as she doubles into him. Her forehead falls against his shoulder, nails clawing into his sides as he brings his head down to kiss her temple, his fingers still toying with her nerves. Seph’s hands quiver as they trail down to his fly, undoing his jeans in her best attempt to free his erection. Her fumbling hands receive help from Sam’s, assisting the undoing of his pants before she eagerly palms his cock through his jeans while she waits impatiently for Sam to pull it out.

With a groan from Seph’s touches, Sam reaches into his boxers to grab his cock, pulling it out impatiently before his other hand moves from Seph’s hip to her neck, pulling her into a much messier kiss than the previous. Seph’s eyes close, her brows furrowed as she presses her breasts against Sam’s chest. She could feel him sink down to her level, her fingers fidgeting impatiently with the hem of his jeans.

Sam loops his finger around the waist band of Seph’s underwear, pulling it down gently as he pulls his lips away from hers. He begins to slip it down her hips then her thighs as he kisses down her neck and along her chest, reaching farther with every inch of his gentle pull on her underwear. Seph places her hands on his shoulder and neck, cupping his warm skin as he reached down to her ankles, “Step.” Sam looks up at her from her waist, his free hand stabilizing himself by holding her thigh. Seph gulps as he carefully steps out of her underwear, leaving her bare under her skirt.

Sam stands, returning his lips to Seph’s in a quick peck before he slips his hand in his pocket. Seph notices his not so slick move, “You are going to return that right?” Her cheeks glow red in references to her underwear now stuffed in his pocket.

“‘Course.” Sam smiles slyly before pulling her back in. The kiss heats up quick returning to its previous momentum. His lips sucked on hers with a bruising force, each of their moans swallowed by one another’s mouths as Sam guided his erection between Seph’s thighs. Her breath hitches in her throat, hips jolting at the new sensation of Sam’s tip rubbing against her clit. She moans into his lips, her hands coming up to wrap around his shoulders for support as he begins to slowly grind against her wet folds, spreading her juices like lubrication.

A relieving sigh escapes Sam, his fingers groping her ass, “Squeeze..” His request is breathless, “Tighter..” His finger nails dig into her skin as she obliges, squeezing his cock between her thigh tighter as he thrusts against her clit deliciously. Sam pulls a whine from her lips as his head dips lower into her neck, his pace quickens, using his grip on her rear as leverage to pull her back onto his length to meet his every thrust. His moans are laboured, desperate as he keens for pleasure against her. He closes his eyes as his brows knit together, lips barely agape while he holds her to him.

Seph could feel the way Sam’s cock slipped between her thighs, the way the smoothness of his head would make her knees buckle every time it dragged along her clit, every texture of his length causing her to see stars. Turns out she was just as desperate as he was. Every thrust sent her mind spinning, her nails clawed down Sam’s chest, clutching to the front of his over shirt and tugging insistently as if their bodies weren’t already pressed to one another’s so forcefully. She rocked her hips in time with his bucks, his rhythm speeding up the longer they were at it. Her mewls were muffled into his shoulder as she bit the fabric of the shirt attempting to quiet herself as Sam sent thrills of pleasure firing through her body.

Sam knew he couldn’t last long, not in a setting like this. The exhilarating suspension of getting caught, doing such things in public without anyone being aware, something about it made his heart race and his blood pump wild. Adrenaline rushed through his veins as he kept his pace, Seph’s moans reverberated against his collar driving his senses haywire. He always found her sounds so pretty, though now hearing her not only trying to conceal those noises but doing so into him because of the way he fucks her? Now that drove him crazy. He could feel her grip on him tighten every so often, the way her knees would wobble as her hips voluntarily bucked against his. Every second he drowned himself in her made his cock throb with anticipation of release.

Seph could feel her stomach flip with every stroke against her clit, the way Sam moved against her overwhelming every pleasurable sense in her body. A jolt of nerves course through her from her chest down to her centre and her eyes shot open. Seph squirmed yet she couldn’t get herself to pull away, it all felt too good all the while everything threatened to spill. Her grip on Sam’s clothes tighten, pulling on the fabric and squirming against him as he began to overstimulate her. “Sam!- Wait-“ She cuts herself off with another mewl before she could get anything out.

Instead of heeding her plea, Sam decides to go faster, bringing his head back up to watch her as she doubled into him. Seph squealed loudly, surprising Sam before he smirked as he kept his pace, smugly knowing exactly what was about to happen. Seph buried her face into the centre of Sam’s chest, her sensitivity getting the best of her before she could feel herself explode, her liquids easily gushing out of her and down her thighs and all over Sam’s cock. Sam only rode out her oversensitivity, feeling her spill all over him was only sending more intense arousal coursing through him. Everything was overwhelming him with desire let alone the fact that she was squirting out in public like this, something in that made his cock twitch extra fierce.

Every muscle in Seph seized as Sam continued to grind mercilessly against her which surely was pushing her closer to her release. “Oh my god- Sam!” She squeals, Sam’s movements never ceasing even as Seph’s hips jerks against him. His cock slides through her thighs now with much more ease as her thighs along with himself being covered in Seph’s slick squirt.

“Shh..” Sam cradles Seph’s head as she buries her face into his chest, doing her best to stay silent all the while Sam continues to chase their release. His own moans threaten to spill as they escape in strained groans, his hand gropes her rear now pushing her harder against his thrusts as he revelled in the wetness between her thighs. “Fuck, Seph-“ Sam’s laboured moan was muffled into her hair as he tried to suppress his voice, as if the squelching sounds coming from bellow weren’t already loud enough.

Seph whines against his collar, biting her lip in an attempt to quiet herself as Sam stimulated her closer and closer to her climax. She could feel it build in her stomach, faster than she could anticipate. Perhaps it was the adrenaline of doing this in such a public setting that sent her wind running miles combined with how desperate Sam was being for her. She loved how needy Sam was for her, the pride swelling in her chest adding to the arousal in her cunt as Sam’s hips met hers feverishly.

Sam could feel himself begin to edge closer to his release, pleasure coursing through his body with every stroke. He promised himself he would be quick and his body was sure promising those results with how quickly he was nearing his orgasm. However, Sam knew he wanted to finish inside her. One way or another he was going to fulfil his needs and hopefully suppress them long enough before they returned to their hotel room for the day.

He could feel the way the ridge of his tip clipped Seph’s clit with every push and pull. The textures of her vulva sending shivers through his spine the more he snapped his hips. It felt incredible, but he needed more. His mind was selfish and his body greedy. He lusts to feel the inside of her, to feel her slick cunt wrap around him and convulse in clenching spasms from her orgasm. He wanted to feel her cum around him as he pulsed for her within.

Without warning, Sam held onto Seph securely before swiftly turning them around, pushing her back against the wall before pressing himself against her. Seph reacts with a surprised yelp as his hand reaches down to loop around the back of her thigh, lifting her knee as he positioned himself snug between her legs. “Sorry, baby, I have to.” Sam’s voice is breathy, raspy as his desperation overthrows his system using his free hand to fumble with moving Seph’s skirt out of the way. She helps him, bunching up her garment so his hand could reach for his cock as he centres himself to her.

“It’s ok,” Seph giggles softly at how almost frantic he seemed to need to fuck her, “just take a breath, we’re not on a clock here.” She hooks her leg around his waist and cupping his jaw making him pause a second and look at her. His pupils dilate upon matching her gaze as he listens to her words. She was right, they could make Nate wait as long as they needed, besides he probably went in the museum on his own by now, they could catch up later.

His brows knitted together, leaning into her to connect his lips to hers as he guides his erection into her cunt. Seph moans as he kisses her slow, entering her with the same languid pace as he feels her arms wrap around his neck. Her pussy fluttered around him making his stomach flip as a groan pulls from his lungs. Her hand fists his hair, the other gripping the back of hiss neck as she pushed him closer into the kiss. Sam was slow to move, using every ounce of control in him not to fuck into her relentlessly right off the bat until she gave him the ok.

Seph whines, “Move.” She keens, voice muffled into the kiss. That was more than enough for Sam to begin drawing his hips back and thrusting back in, hitting sharp and deep into her cunt. Seph whimpers from the force of his thrusts as he quickly picked up the pace to resume the momentum he held previously, her body bouncing in time with his bucks.

Sam pulls away from the kiss, resting his forehead against hers as he took laboured breaths. His hands squeezed at the flesh of her hip and her thigh, fucking quick thrusts and hitting Seph’s pleasure points easily and efficiently as he pulled strings of stifled whimpers from her lips. He watched as her breasts bounce with his thrusts, mesmerized as his cock throbs inside her from the sight. His own moans were getting hard to suppress as he worked towards his release, knees feeling weak as the pleasure courses through his body like wild fire.

Seph brought one of her hands down to rub her clit, enticing even more pleasure to run through her veins as Sam continued to fuck her. She threw her head back, careful not to hit her head against the wall as her mouth hung open in silent cries of bliss. Her eyes closed as she focused on her pleasure, the way she could feel Sam’s cock drive into her without mercy, his size stretching her out and pummelling her cervix with every perfectly angled thrust.

“Sam please, I want to cum, please!” She quietly begs, pleading for him to fuck her just enough harder to send her over the edge. Sam happily obliges, leaning down to kiss her throat as he fucks more weight into his thrusts, bucking into her with such force it ripped one especially loud moan from Seph’s lips as she pulled hard on his hair. She quickly lets go of his locks, bringing her palm over her mouth to subdue anymore noises that would threaten to escape as Sam drove his cock into her with full force.

He could feel her clench around him, so close to her climax as her hand numbly rubs messy shapes into her clit. She could feel his quickened hot breaths on her skin, his stubble scratching her neck as his low groans vibrated against her and rumbled in his chest. Sam pushes a few more hard thrusts before Seph doubles into him, her cunt constricting harder than ever as it pulses through her climax. She bites her lip under her hand, stifling her screams as her orgasm rocks through her in harsh waves.

Seph buries her face into the side of Sam’s head as he rode her through her high, his own just around the corner as he stumbled in his pace. His hips stuttered as her hand smoothed up his chest and around his shoulder, raking her nails down his back through the fabric of his shirt. The stinging sensation of her nails on his skin was enough to send his nerves spiralling into euphoria as he cums in body wracking waves. His hips slow as he bucks shallow thrusts into her cunt with every rope of cum, gripping her tight in his grasp as he presses himself impossibly closer to her.

His heart races in his head, body numbing as his ears rang from the force of his orgasm. His eyes fall shut as he held her close, resting his weight into his forearm which pressed against the wall as he came down from his rush. Seph ran her hands soothingly along his back, scratching up his neck and through his hair as he regained himself. Slowly his eyes open, his body shifting as he lifted himself back upright to look at her, “God that was.. more intense than I expected.” He chuckles as his eyes focus on Seph’s flushed features. He notices how her hair has been messed up as her clothes were very much dishevelled and wrinkled. “We’re definitely not getting away with this one.” He grins sheepishly as one of his hands tried to straighten out her blouse, bringing it back over her shoulders to cover her chest.

Seph laughs, “I don’t think Nate needs to look at us to know what happened, he’ll know by how long we took.” She hummed, “His mistake to pair us up alone.” Seph smiles as Sam leaned down to kiss her lips. The kiss is loving and sweet as he shifts his hips to slowly pull out. Seph’s hips jerk involuntarily at the sudden stimulation making her gasp a whimper against his lips.

“Sorry.” Sam whispers into the kiss as he pecks her one last time before dropping her leg back down and tucking himself back into his pants. He takes a step back, checking Seph over and helping her reposition her clothes back in place along with her hair.

“Ugh, I feel dirty.” Seph whines half heartedly as she’s reminded about her squirt from earlier now combined with Sam’s cum slowly but surely leaking out of her.

“Let’s go find you a bathroom, museum’s gotta have one right?” Sam proposed before slipping his hand into hers and pulling her along out of the alleyway.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Seph smirks but her embarrassed blush betrays her as she follows Sam’s footsteps, reminding him about the underwear he’d stolen from her.

“I said I’d give them back, besides you’d dirty them now.” He justifies as he looks back at her with a smirk of his own, growing cocky upon seeing her flustered state. “I promise I’ll give them back. If it’s any consolation, it’s kind of hot knowing you’re not wearing anything under there.” his smirk teases Seph as she slaps his shoulder lightly. Sam laughs, slowing as they reach the end of the alley, “Let’s just get you cleaned up first,” he says while looking around, checking for strangers before turning back to Seph, “and then maybe a round two?” He dares, his hands resting on her hips as he watches her hopefully.

“Lord, will your dick ever be satisfied?” She chuckles at his request.

“Around you? Never.” He replies confidently, pulling her in for another kiss.

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