I really should be working on fixing the other stories I have up, especially since I got struck with 2 new ideas…

But college and real like and MY LIFE, come first. Here is a late Valentines Day two-shot lemon for you guys.

This is dedicated to electroradio on Deviantart who drew this pic for me after I requested it. This pic also inspired me to write this.

The pic:

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Just copy and paste and look at her other work. That pic is also of how Sam and Danny look in this, and will in all my work, except for Sam's hair, which will vary.

I don't own anything.

It was Valentines Day. All around couples were celebrating with the standard giving of stuffed animals, chocolate, flowers and the like.

It was a day Sam hated….scratch that, it was a day Sam used to hate. She still disliked the fact that it was so commercial, and pink and red was everywhere, she hated the fact so many flowers needlessly died before they had to, that wasn't to say Sam didn't like getting flowers, it was just that most people would either trash them at the end of the day or would only manage to keep them alive for a few days….but now at the ripe age of 18, when she had a certain someone, a half ghost certain someone, to celebrate with, she tolerated it.

She felt sorry for Tucker though, his girlfriend demanded chocolates, at least a dozen red roses, dinner at a nice restaurant, a card, a stuffed animal, poetry, etc.

She smiled as she thought of the poor boy. She and Danny weren't like that at all. They had romantic dates, but they were spontaneous things that one of them would spring on the other, so much more romantic that doing it on the day EVERYONE did it because it was required.

No, Sam and Danny would simply wish each other a Happy Valentines day, share a kiss and go about their day. Then their evening would consist of exchanging of cards (hand made of Sam's part) and a candle lit dinner. Simple.

Of course, in previous Valentines Days, Sam and Danny were not 18 and their Valentines day did not consist of the standard "sex at some point in the day" practice so many other couples took part in. That was then though this was now, the day Sam finally turned 18 the couple finally gave into the tensions that had been building up since they were both 14.

Sure, they would be doing the cliché thing by going at it like sex crazed bunnies, but Sam was not going to pass up on a day that promoted sex in between the lines.

Sam had decided to surprise Danny for Valentines Day. Surprise him like she hadn't before. That was the reason she had skipped one of her classes today and had gone shopping at Victoria's Secret and some other places instead.

She had bought a black with lavender lace trim plunge push up bra from Victoria's and matching Angel's lace trim bikini panties. The final thing she bought from there was a garter and sheer black stockings. Then she had gone to various other places and bought candles with scents to promote a sensual evening.

Finally she covered their bed in silk covers, black, and set a bowl of strawberries and a box of Vegan dark chocolates on the nightstand. She had spent well over a hundred dollars, hell, the underwear alone was about 90! But being in control of 35% of the family fortune, that was nothing. Especially when it came to Danny.

She knew he was going to be back later than usual. He had an evening class that day and she had called his and told him to have dinner on campus and they would share "desert" at the apartment. When she had said desert on the phone earlier, it was in a tone filled with unspoken promises of things to come and Danny nearly came hearing it come from her mouth.

Finally, it was 8 in the evening and Danny was finally home. The lights were closed and it was silent.

"Sam?" Danny called out. He put his keys in a bowl they had on a cupboard near the entrance. He found a note written in Sam's curvy hand writing. It read:

Happy Valentines Day, Danny. Come to the bedroom for desert.

He grinned. He quickly got the hint, pulled off his shoes, threw them in the cupboard and began walking to the bedroom. He stopped halfway there. Sam was planning something, but he didn't want to be the only one left speechless. He phased all of his clothes, except for his boxers and went into ghost mode. Oh yes, this would most definitely make Sam speechless. Danny walked to the door and began to open it, but then stopped and decided to go through a wall instead. Sam was there, wearing the "outfit" she had bought. She was leaning against a wall, her arms folded behind her head, as if just chilling in sexy lingerie was a normal thing for her and something she did all the time. She was facing towards the door, expecting Danny to come in from there. But he didn't, he instead came through a sidewall.

Sam quickly turned her head to him and smiled as his body began coming through the wall. If she was surprised, she had recovered quickly. She smiled at him as he began to go back to human and come in completely. A smirk, one he wore every time they had sex, was on his lips. It was also the only time he smirked like that. His eyes glowed green with the passion he felt.

He walked towards her.

"Happy valentines day indeed." He said to her. She stepped towards him but he pushed her back against the wall and leaned his forehead against hers.

His eyes grew half lidded, and he let out a deep breath, trying to control himself.

"I thought you didn't buy into the cliché parts of Valentines Day?" he murmured to her.

She chuckled and brought her hands to his shoulders and brought up chin slightly, so their lips were just millimeters apart.

"Mmm, I don't, but I'm not going to pass up on something like this, on a day that promotes having sex." She said. She finally closed the distance between them and kissed him. It was soft, slow, and sweet. She pulled back though.

"But if you really don't want me buying into this whole cliché-" She was quickly cut off by Danny kissing her. He put one hand on the back of her neck, the other fell down to her side and began traveling up and down before stopping on her hip bone so his fingers could fiddle with the garter and panties.

His tongue was soon tracing her lips, seeking entrance. Sam opened her mouth to let him in. Their tongues danced around each other in a battle for dominance. Breaking away from her mouth Danny began kissing her wile moving towards her ear. He caught her ear lobe between his teeth and began to nibble on it. Sam let a breathy gasp escape he lips. He moved down her neck. He ran his tongue over her pulse point. He began to work on giving her a hickey. His hands traced down to her hips, then to the backs of her thighs. He pulled them so she could wrap his legs around his waist. His lip back to hers and walked them to the bed. Having reached it, even with his eyes closed, he tossed her on the bed. Sam lay back on the bed while Danny's traveled over her body, drinking her in.

"Are you going to just stand there, or are you going to do something?" she asked him.

Danny smirked at her getting on the bed himself.

IS THE FIRST CHAPTER, I hope you liked it. This was going to be a one-shot, but I'm so tired, I need to finish it tomorrow.

I LOVE ALL YOU GUYS! Happy late Valentines Day!