#familiar!sam

The stag bent his head to enter Samandriel's home, and within his mouth were three thick bunches of clovers. Samandriel grinned and came over, taking the plants carefully from the stag's mouth and planting a kiss to his wide, black nose.

"Thank you, Sam," he said sweetly, before he returned to his cauldron and added the clover to the mixture. It went in with a satisfying little 'plop' and Samandriel covered it quickly, reducing the heat to a simmer. "Half an hour and it should be done!"

"What should we do to pass the time?" Sam asked. Samandriel turned to regard his familiar, back in his chosen human form. Sam was huge in both forms, but his floppy hair and dimpled smile gave him a childish, easy air when compared to the noble stag of his animal form.

Samandriel grinned, sucking on the inside of one cheek. "I dunno," he said with a shrug of one shoulder. Sam smiled right back at him, arms crossing over his chest. "Do you have any ideas?"

Sam's eyes raked him up and down, golden-grass. "One," he replied plainly, before straightening. 

Samandriel blushed, his cheeks turning a pretty pink as he walked over and into Sam's arms. "I missed you," Samandriel murmured, burying his face in Sam's shoulder. It was true - their bond was young but very strong and the house seemed gaping wide without Sam there to fill it.

Sam didn't argue, or mock him. His arms simply tightened and he rubbed his nose against Samandriel's temple. "I'm here now," he murmured, before he walked Samandriel back to an unoccupied part of the counter and lifted him onto it, stepping between his spread legs. Samandriel liked to wear loose-fitting robes and Sam easily ran his big hands up Samandriel's thighs, pushing the clothes out of the way.

Sam wore no clothes as a man unless Samandriel was having guests over, so for a while they simply rutted together, Sam's big cock rubbing sticky and hot between Samandriel's thighs until the witch squirmed, whining with impatience.

"Sam," he hissed, voice tight with the order. Sam blinked, attentive. "On your knees. You're gonna lick me open for that big cock."

Sam nodded, licking his lips eagerly and dropped to his knees without needing to be asked twice. Samandriel sighed, both hands threading through Sam's thick mop of hair, and hooked his legs over Sam's shoulders so that he was spread open for Sam's tongue, fingers, and eventually his cock.