A/N: Yet another One-shot fluff between David/Sam this time he's even closer with the boy. Read and tell me what you think. By the way this might be my last David/Sam but not forever
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Marked
David restrained him tightly across the bed, trying to be as gentle as he could possibly be. Sam wasn't experienced in this kind of stuff so David thought he should go easy on him.
"Don't worry Sam, I won't hurt you." He said to the teen in the utmost gentle, seducing tone he could produce, staring openly into his baby blues, as his cold leather dressed hands slowly moved upward until Sam shivered beneath the very tender touch. David's crooked smile brought the boy to the edge, giving him more than just little chills.
"S-stop…your hands…" he was cut-off, when David's hands stopped right over his quickly growing 17 year old pecks, and using the lower half of his body to please Samuel down below.
The boy swallowed hard and David smiled. His touches grew stronger and so did the tension between the two. Realizing how impatient and worry-free little Sam was, David pushed them further, and before long at all David was glued right between his trembling legs, that seemed to squeeze nervously instead of intently. It caught David's attention fairly quickly and he teasingly began to thrust his hips forward against Sam, creating little gasps.
"Kiss me Samuel." He said out of the blue, locking eyes with the child beneath him. Sam flushed bright red, and turned so he didn't have to see those eyes again but David grabbed his face with a single hand and slowly pressed his lips to his.
At that moment, Sam's eyes stretched by the strange yet wonderful feeling that sent shock waves throughout his entire body just like that, and of course David didn't stop. How could he when his little mate was enjoying it as much as he.
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Time passed slowly and David had already had Sam's shirt off, illuminating his perfect developing muscles that were at the mercy of David's cold leather palms.
His leather pants had gotten tighter by every passing moment, causing Sam to worry.
"You are mine Sam…" he cooed delicately into his ear nibbling at the tender earlobe and using his hands to unzip the young teen free of his terrible restraints.
Samuel wiggled constantly by the shocking touch and jerked up falling straight into David, making them both fall back onto the bed. Sam let out a nervous laugh before urging himself up on his elbows on David's upper torso.
David didn't say a word now that Sam was currently dominating. He wasn't as strong but he let the kid be. He loved the switch; and he rarely ever got it.
"What are you thinking?" the platinum blond wondered, raising one brow as he stared up at Sam from the pillow. The teen swallowed thick and hard looking back down, putting his warm palms on David's clothed chest. Playing with his over-coat, Sam was certainly stalling; he could tell what David wanted and Sam really didn't know how to do it. He was actually nervous and afraid and that look in Dave's eye told him.
"I-I need to leave!" the boy hurried to collect his belongings, especially his discarded t-shirt on the far end of the bed, but David caught him in time and tossed the shirt so that it was now out of reach. "Sam, please touch me." He mewed, nearing the boy as he continued to back.
Nearly laughing himself to tears, Sam gave him another one of his cute 'Emerson' looks and before he knew it, he was on his back again, vision slightly blurred and heart beating out of control.
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Hands touched here, hands touched there and no inch of flesh was left untouched when Sam returned home that night. David marked him; he was his, his and only his.
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E/N: HM? Will you tell me what you guys think of this one…