I don't own iCarly. I only own ny goldfish, Spazzy. He just drowned. Dumbass. I don't own him anymore. aw.

Freddie's POV

Sam and I sat nervously in the Principals office. Well, I sat nervously. Sam just looked bored.

"Jeez, Benson, would ya? Your being all jittery and stuff." Sam said. I glared at her.

"Puckett, I love you but you always get me in trouble, and my mom is gonna skin me alive!" I yelled.

"Your such a Mama's Boy." she said, smirking. I smirked back

"Only if your the Mama. I like my Mama's flexible." She grinned micheviously, a naughty twinkle in her eye.

"I'm pretty sure you know the answer to that question." she said raising here eyebrows suggestively. My smirk deepened and I stood up, pulling her with me.

"You know," I said, walking her back until she was up against the wall, "I've never quite seen someone bend that way." She bent up and kissed me, moaning as my hands slipped around her legs. she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I pressed her back against the wall and grabbed her ass to make sure she didn't fall (Well, that was one reason). She leaned back as I began to kiss, lick, and nip at her neck. She moaned when I hit the little sensitive spot between her collarbone and her neck. I don't know how long we went at it, but by the time we cam up for air, my hand was in between her shirt and her bra, and both of us had crazy sex hair.

"Keep it up Freddo, and we're gonna end up in the same position that we were in last night. 'Cept this time you don't gotta condom." Sam said, then we were back to macking."

Sam's POV

Oh. My. God. Who knew Freddie would have such a clever tongue (and hands, and teeth, and lips, and I'm gonna stop now.), I swear, that boy does things to me I didn't know were possible.

"What the kumquats is going on in here!" Both me and Freddie turned to look at Ted, who was standing in the doorway looking digusted. "When Mr. Howard said he cuaght you to in the hallway, I thought he was bluffing!" he yelled.

"'Fraid not, Mr. Franklin. Me and Freddifer are a thing." I said. He looked both digusted and confused.

"How?" he asked, then shook his head. "I don't wanna know. Both of you have detention for PDA." he said. Then he kicked us outta the office.

"I think we coulda gotten better then one detention." I said to my boyfriend.

"Wasn't the whole plan to get our secret out? Especially since the whole bruhaha about your hickey started and people began to wonder who your boyfriend was. and yet, nobody in the school knows!" He groaned. I smiled, getting an idea.

"How long until lunch ends?" I asked. He looked at me and then at his watch.

"Five minutes, why?" he asked. Instead of answering him, I grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the cafeteria. When we got there, I grabbed a bullhorn outta my backpack, stood on a table and pushed the button. Everyone went quiet.

"Alright, as you all know, there has been some confusion as to who I am dating. I'm here to clear that up. "

"Well, who is it?" Gibby asked. I glared at him.

"Fredamame Benson." and cue simultaneous gasp.

"Your bullshitting us." Jonah yelled. "Prove it!"

"Okay." I said shrugging. I grabbed Freddie, pulled him up onto the table, and kissed him. Cheers and catcalls rang through the air.

"Proof enough?" Freddie asked after I broke away. He dropped his arm onto my shoulders and we got off the table, strolling casually out of the cafeteria.

"Well, Benson, the secrets out." I said smirking at him.

"Yup. Its a good thing they didn't ask to see any of your other hickeys." he said, and I, suprisingly, blushed. Lets just say that there are a few in um... inappropriate places. I looked at him sideways.

"Ya know, it's been awhile since I've given you a hickey..." I said. he caught on and we ran to the nearest janitors closet.

!END!