I Believe in Angels

That was a much needed snow day.

I agree.  Tea and a nice warm blanket, some classical music…divine.

That sounds positively delightful.

That was a much needed snow day.

That was a much needed snow day.

That was a much needed snow day.

I’m sure your students will appreciate your attention to test making, Miss.  For certain definitions of the word appreciate.

PM/F2F: Naomi

[All he really hears is that he can go and he does. Sam turns on his heel and moves out of the woman’s room quickly. He doesn’t even know if Ellie still has her apartment or if she’s living in the teacher dorm now, so… he just walks home. It’s not like he and the brunette were close at the moment anyways. He couldn’t just show up at her place at this time of night anymore. Definitely if she had another dom-guy. Ugh. Life was not going well for him right now.]

[As soon as she hears the door shut, Naomi crumbles. She shuts off her light, locks the door, and curls up - still naked - in bed. She prays that the next day would be better, and that maybe one day she and Sam could be mature adults about everything.]

PM/F2F: Naomi

[She tells him not to leave, but when she apologizes, it’s the only thing he wants to do. He moves to stand and adjusts his jeans.] It’s fine. [He shakes his head before he lingers, rubbing the back of his neck.] You… we don’t need to talk. You… obviously, this was a bad idea and you feel like you shouldn’t have done it, so… I think, going is… I think I should go. 

It's not that. [Naomi protests weakly, still not quite looking at Sam.] I just think we should have talked things out before we had sex, Sam. We went from fighting to not talking to you giving me oral and it all just happened in an order that.. just isn't good. [She sighed, scrubbing a hand over her face.] If you want to go, you can, I can't and won't stop you. But we will be talking about this some other time.

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[Sam notices how she closes herself off after she seems to come down. He frowns a little, his shoulders slouching as he looks up at her, his eyes not meeting hers, just yet though. He does manage to raise his eyes to hers when she says his names, but noticing how she turns away from him, which totally adds to his suspicions that she was already regretting this. He licks his lips, a little confused.] Should… should I go? 

[Naomi reaches for the nearest blanket, tugging it around herself as he speaks.] No. [Her voice is still soft as she shifts to be fully up on the bed.] We need to talk about this. You can't just.. leave. That would be the worst thing I could do would be to send you away. [She sighed, rubbing a hand over her face.] I'm sorry. I shouldn't have -- I'm supposed to have more self-control than this.

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[Naomi comes and Sam kisses against her thigh before pulling back to sit against his heels, not wanting to overwhelm her. He keeps a hand on her, massaging against her skin, waiting until she’s ready for him to make her come again.]

[Naomi lays there, panting, for just long enough to let what just happened register in her mind. Shit. She had just gotten oral sex from Sam. Shit shit shit. She sat up slowly, chewing on her lower lip as she tried to figure out how exactly to say the thoughts on her mind. She crossed her legs and held her hands over her breasts, because that was obviously better than wrapping a blanket around herself.] Sam... [Her voice was a whisper now, and she averted her gaze.]

PM/F2F: Naomi

[Sam looks up as she breathes out his name. He almost expects her to try and control him, but she doesn’t. She just enjoys him. He continues to work against her center, deciding that he’s going to make her come. He knows that Naomi will give him the chance to be inside of her, but he doesn’t know… if he deserves it. She had left him because he couldn’t give her what she wanted. He hadn’t been enough for her and therefore, in his mindset at the moment, why would he be allowed to have pleasure — more than what he was getting at the moment, because he knew that he should be grateful for what he was able to do for her.]

[It doesn't take long before Naomi gives a warning tug on Sam's hair just before she orgasms - hard. The last few months had been pretty much celibate for Naomi, and Sam was so good at pleasing her that she couldn't hold on any longer. His name left her lips in a rather loud moan of pleasure as she rode out her orgasm. After it subsided she laid back against the bed, panting.]

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[Sam pulls her leg over his shoulder, his tongue teasing at her. He knows Naomi and he uses all the previous knowledge to his advantage. He wants… he has no idea what he wants, but this makes him feel like he has some kind of purpose. He holds her close with one arm as his other travels up her stomach, enjoying the way her body curves under his palm.]

Fuck. [Naomi moans, doing her best to let Sam control the pace of this. She's not his dominant, she's just a woman he is pleasuring. That's how she wants it to be. She tilts her head back, her fingers laced into the man's blond locks as he brings her pleasure. A shiver races the length of her spine as his hand moves over her skin, causing his name to leave her lips in a breathy moan.]

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[The way the one word comes out of her mouth almost instantly makes him hard. It sends a shiver through him, hits him low in the stomach. He glances up at her and nods. Yes, please. Thank you. He wants to say it all, but he doesn’t. He leans back on his heels, waiting for her to move to the bed, to follow. Sam licks his lips before following her, kneeling by the bed, in between her legs once she’s sitting on the bed. He kisses against the inside of her knee while his hand massages up her calf. He continues to mouths at her thigh before he moves to her center, not wanting to make her wait anymore. ]

[Naomi moves to the bed, sitting on the edge as she waits for Sam to join her. She half-expects him to crawl up into the bed, but instead he kneels again. Naomi tugs off her nightgown, her skin burning as Sam ignites the fire inside of her. Her fingers lace into his hair as she feels him inching closer to her core. God, she wants him so bad, but she lets Sam take his time. There's no need to rush this, not tonight.]

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[She says his name again, but there’s nothing telling him to stop, so he doesn’t. He presses his lips against her panties, kissing up to tease at the skin under her belly button as his hand. His fingers tease at her center before pulling them down before palming at her hip, his fingernails digging slightly into her flesh.]

[Naomi tilts her head back slightly, moaning as Sam works his magic and makes her like putty in his hands. It's almost surprising to her, how easily they settle back into the way they were. With a soft whine, she touches the top of his head.] Bed. [It's a command, and that's obvious by her tone of voice. She doesn't know how much longer she can stand with her knees feeling weak like this.]

PM/F2F: Naomi

[Sam lingered for a while, how long he couldn’t really tell. He just wanted to be near her. He wanted things to feel simple for a moment. After a whole, he sighs, nuzzles against her again before he leaves a kiss. And then another. He doesn’t want to talk — he never wants to talk about things. He’d rather they just… stay hidden. He was much better at just…doing things. Playing sports, staying active…running. He continues to kiss at her stomach through her nightgown, down her hip. His hands begin to pull up the material, bunching it up in his hands, trying to get to where his lips would be touching skin.]

[Naomi didn't stop Sam, even when he began to bunch up the material. Part of her wanted to, to tell him they needed to talk, but every talk seemed to turn into an argument and she would much rather just spend the night in silence following where the night took her. When she felt a breeze across her panties, Naomi let out a soft.] Samuel. [But it was a pleased noise, one that begged for more.]

PM/F2F: Naomi

[Sam turned his head to nuzzle against her, his arms tightening around her when she told him she missed him. He still wanted to be angry, he wanted to… fight with her, but he just didn’t have it in him. Ellie and he were no longer close, he barely spoke with his brothers. He was struggling a little bit every day and with training for the season, it was getting worse. He just wanted to feel the… comfort he had with her. Even when he had spent her birthday with her that first time, things had been… He didn’t know. Easy?]

[Naomi ran her fingers through Sam's hair, humming softly. She wanted to comfort him because she could tell something was off. Naomi just let him hold her for as long as he needed. She didn't want to rush him.]