Pairing: Bram
Rating: M
Warnings: Sex, underage drinking, underage sex (Britt's 16 and Sam's 25.)
Summary: A 25 year old Sam meets a, what he thought was a 21 year old Brittany.
A/n: This started as a RP between my friendSwan (omgswanomg on tumblr) and me. She also beta'd it. She technically co-wrote this since I mostly copy and pasted the rp thread that we had.
A/n2: Brittany is at the age of consent in the state of Ohio.
September
Brittany knew that it was a school night and she shouldn't be going out this late. But, she really needed a drink. Even at 16 she had a fake id that said that she was 21, she got it with Santana and Noah from his cousin who made them. She had a bad day with Couch Sylvester yelling at her the whole time during practice in the morning and then after school over just the smallest things. She told her mom that she was going over to the Lopez's but she ended up parking outside one of the two bars that were in Lima, Ohio.
She walked in wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a tight top and people turned to look at her. She was more than happy for her looks that made her look older than she really was. She walked up to the bar top and sat down in a stool and waited for the bartender to arrive. And when he did she ordered just a simple drink and showed him her ID when he asked.
She wasn't paying attention when a tall blonde guy walked in. He was wearing a suit and looked tired, probably just off his job. She did notice when he sat down next to her. She was sipping on her drink, not really wanting to draw attention to herself. The bar was crowded for a Wednesday night, which was odd.
"I'll have whatever she's having," He answered the bartender when the guy came in front of the two of them. He took the drink off the bar top and took a sip of it and gave Brittany a wink.
"Hi." Brittany looked at the man that sat down. She could tell that he was older than her, probably legally allowed to be at the bar. She took in the sight of his rumpled suit and hair.
"Brittany," She turned in her seat just enough. The guy was cute she would have to say. She brushed a lock behind her ear. She wondered if maybe she would get more out of this night besides having a hangover tomorrow morning to become worse at cheerio practice.
"I'm Sam. Nice to meet you." He responded, shifting so he was facing her, too. Watching her play with her hair, he imagined what this talk could lead to. Maybe, if he was lucky, he wouldn't be leaving here alone tonight. "What brings you here tonight?" His cheeks turned a bit pink at the question and he ducked his head shyly, laughing. "Sorry, that sounded like such a line. I guess I need to get out more."
Brittany couldn't help but giggle at what Sam said. She noticed the light blush on his cheeks and how he ducked his head. It made him look even cuter. She took a sip of her drink and then started to stir the straw around in the glass. "It's fine really." She gave a small shrug, "Really, just a bad day at school." She was going to play the role of a college student that went to the community college that was just two towns over. This was her usual story when she went out and it usually worked out very well. "How about you? Bad day at work?"
Sam took a quick drink of his own, setting it back down. "Yeah, I know how it is. I graduated last year, luckily. And if they ever tell you that it gets better after college, take it with a grain of salt." Laughing quietly, he settled into the bar stool, smiling. "Terrible day at work, actually. It's, what, eleven? Midnight? And I got out maybe twenty minutes ago."
"Well I've got about one more year to go." She pulled the straw out of her glass and licked it. She was trying to be flirty because she really wanted to see how far this would go. She knew that she was too underage to even be having sex in most people's eyes.
"One more year, that can't be too bad." Brittany could tell that he was watching what she did.
She peeked at the watch on her wrist, "Just after midnight. That has to suck. Where do you work, where they kept you so long?"
"I'm a secretary at a law firm. And it's not as luxurious as it sounds." He smiled. "Do you work anywhere?"
She watched him try to even the playing field by sliding his blazer off, showing off defined muscles in his arms and chest through the white dress shirt he wore under it. Brittany licked her lips as she took in the sight.
She finished up her drink and placed the glass on the counter. "Oh that sucks." She shook her head, "Not yet, I'm waiting to finish up at school right now." She turned her head just slightly to look at the small dance floor that was in the bar, "Can you dance?"
"Must be nice, not having to work through college." He said, smiling good-naturedly. Pushing away thoughts of his post-high-school employment, he turned his eyes to the dance floor as well. "Um… I can sort of dance? I'm not ballroom level or anything, but I'd love to dance with you." The smile on his face was guileless, without intent.
"It's because my parents are paying for things," She couldn't help a little sigh. Her parents were strict, especially her father. He wanted to keep a better eye on his little girl and that's why she didn't have a job and really just went to school and her dance lessons after. She slid off the bar stool and grabbed his hand.
"I think you'll be good enough for this dance floor." She smiled and led him over to the floor. She could tell that Sam had his eyes on her so she swung her hips just a little bit more as she walked in front of him. Sam pulled her close once they were on the dance floor with his hands on her hips and they started to dance to the song that was playing.
Brittany looked up at him and she couldn't erase the smile on her face as they dance. She only had one drink but it warmed her up since she was so small. And for a second it looked like he was going to kiss her but instead pulled her closer. She pressed her body against his. She was tempted to kiss him herself when Sam surged forward, capturing Brittany's lips with his own in a kiss. They stopped dancing just to kiss in the middle of the dance floor. Neither of them cared for the eyes that watched them. Brittany deepened the kiss by slipping her tongue past his lips to run along his and she let out a small moan.
Sam pulled away from the kiss, "Should we take this somewhere a little more private?" He asked, voice low and wanting.
Brittany smiled and licked her lips when he pulled away and then nodded her head, "Your place?"
He smiled back, relieved at her answer. "Come on, it's a really quick walk." He held out a hand, silently letting her know it was okay to say no, but that it was also okay to trust him.
"Great," Brittany took his hand in hers. She knew that he was giving her an option, but nobody said that she was as innocent as her father thought that she was. She knew that some of the men in the bar were going to be jealous that Sam got to take her for the night and she was okay with that.
Sam curled his fingers around her smaller hand as they walked out of the bar. The night air hit them as they stepped out of the warmth of the bar. It didn't take them long to end up in the front of a decently-sized apart complex. With practiced ease, Sam punched in the security code to the front door and opened it for her with a sweeping arm gesture and a little bow. "My lady."
"Well thank you," she did a small curtsy and walked in.
Sam led them up to his apartment, keeping a hand on the small of Brittany's back to gently guild her along. He opened the door with a key and thankfully he had cleaned up the place not that long ago, so it didn't look that bad of a bachelor's pad. Shutting the door with his foot, he crowded her against it, trapping her with his arms on either side of her head.
"Sorry it's a mess out here," he murmured, leaning his head in close. "I promise the bedroom is clean, though."
Brittany smiled up at him when her back hit the door, "Oh is that so." She leaned up and kissed his lips.
Sam kissed her back fiercely, licking and nipping at her bottom lip. He dropped one hand to her hip, pulling her closer with a belt loop. The other hand moved to the back of her neck, playing with the loose strands of her hair. Brittany opened her mouth against his lips and ran her tongue over his bottom lip asking for entrance, wrapping an arm around his back as he pulled them closer. When Sam opened his mouth her tongue slipped past his lips and ran along his. Sam moaned against her mouth as their tongues battled for dominance. He tugged her hair a little; he tilted her head for a better angle and took over the kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
Sam pressed his hips forward, searching for some kind of friction. Brittany couldn't help the groan when she could feel how turned on Sam was. He broke off their kiss with a quiet gasp, instantly moving to kiss from her jaw to her neck and sucking hard at the junction of throat and shoulder. Sliding a hand under her shirt, he rubbed gently over the curve of her breast.
She moved her head to the side to give him more room on her neck. "Sam," she moaned, pressing even closer to him.
"You taste amazing," Sam rumbled, satisfied with the red mark on her neck. He moved up to tug on her earlobe with his teeth, chuckling when she moaned against him.
"Fuck, I want you so bad, Britt." With determination, he reached behind her to unhook her bra one-handed, only fumbling for a few seconds or so.
Brittany untangled her arms from around Sam's body and crossed her arms to pull at the hem of her shirt. She pulled it off and just dropped it to the floor, then slipped her bra off also since he already undid the hooks. "I want you too. So much."
Sam slid his hands along her bare sides and without hesitation he leaned down and took her right nipple in her mouth, sucking gently. His free hand rubbed gently over the other nipple. Brittany's hands tugged at the bottom of Sam's dress shirt untucking it from his pants and slowly starting to unbutton it. Her head fell back, hitting the door as she pressed closer to his mouth and hand.
Sam moved up to kiss her again, letting go of her so he could slip out of his shirt. He pulled the undershirt off as well, barely breaking away from the kiss each time. As soon as their bare chests touched, he moaned brokenly. Brittany's hands went over Sam's abs, running along them and taking in the hard muscles that she found there. She moaned into the kiss when he grabbed her ass.
"Jump up." He whispered, smirking at her. "Don't worry, I can definitely carry you."
"With these big muscles I know you can." She grinned.
She jumped up just enough to where she could wrap her legs around him and she wrapped her arms around him too.
"I hate to be a cliché, but I do work out every day. Plus, you're pretty tiny." Keeping his hands anchored under her ass, he walked her towards the bedroom, kissing her the whole time.
"I'm not complaining," She admired the fact that, even distracted and not really being able to see where was going, he made it to the bedroom without bumping into anything.
When they reached the bed, he laid her down gently, hovering above her and just looking at her body. Brittany looked up at him from her position on the bed, taking in the sight of him shirtless.
"Has anyone ever told you you're beautiful?" He whispered, leaning down to kiss between the valley of her breasts. With quick movements, he unbuttoned her jeans, running a hand underneath the seam of her panties.
Brittany's cheeks gained a light blush; it was usually just "pretty" that people called her, and rarely at that. But, then again, that's high school boys for you. "You're not half bad yourself handsome." She raised her hips off the bed to help him pull her pants off and she let out a small moan. She was already wet and she knew he could tell.
"Thanks." He replied, ducking his head and smiling a little. He slipped a hand between her legs, sliding a finger against the wet spot on her panties. "So, wet already. Fuck, that's hot." He breathed, kissing her stomach.
Brittany's hips bucked towards his hand, "Fuck," she bit her bottom lip as her head fell back against the pillows under her. Her fingers started to run through his hair. She thought it was a little too long to be working at a law firm but she liked it on him.
Sam groaned when she played with his hair, hooking his thumbs on the waistband of her panties and slowly pulling them down and off her legs. He then moved back up and placed a kiss on both the insides of her thighs and rubbed his thumb against her clit.
"How do you want it, baby? I can pound you into the mattress, or you can ride me, or… anything. Anything you want." He sat up looking down at her, keeping up his hand movements and watching her slowly unravel beneath him.
Tugging on his hair a little, Brittany got Sam to move his head enough to where she could capture his lips in a quick kiss. "Fuck, I want to ride you. I do."
She turned the tables and was able to get their positions switched to where Sam was laying on the bed and she sat between his legs. She undid the button to his pants and pulled down the zipper. She grabbed both his pants and boxers at the same time and pulled them off Sam's body at the same time. And she took in the full view of him naked. Sam turned slightly, rustling through his bedside drawer and taking out a condom, holding it up as if to say 'come and get it' with a cheeky grin.
"So big," Brittany wrapped her hand around Sam's cock and gave it a stroke and then she leaned down and gave it a few kitten licks on the tip just to tease him a little bit. Sam's eyes slammed shut, jaw clenched and moaning as she took his cock in her mouth. She wrapped her lips and sucked on just the head, pulling back and shimmying out of her panties and grabbing the condom with a smirk.
"Tease." He growled when she pulled off, eyes dark with lust.
She straddled him and ripped the condom wrapper open and slid the rubber onto his cock. She gripped the base of his cock and lined it up with her hole and she slowly sunk down on it.
"I'll get you back for—"He didn't finish his sentence, instead groaning loudly as she sank down on him.
Brittany groaned as she slid all the way down. "You're so big."
"Fuck, you're so tight." He gasped, hips involuntarily shifting upwards a little.
"Fuck." She rocked down against him. She raised herself up and then fell back down, her head falling back with a moan.
Sam easily matched her pace, trying not to go as fast as he'd like. "Feel so good, Britt." He mumbled, knowing he was probably repeating himself and not caring. Sliding his hands down her sides, he gripped her hips, changing the angle a little so he was deeper inside of her and could thrust easier. Brittany cried out when the new angle made him hit her sweet spot. "R-right there." She quickened her pace, rocking her hips down and matching his thrusts easily as she rested one hand on his stomach, hair falling forward.
"Fuck, just like that." He grunted, hips snapping upward and a sheen of sweat dotting his forehead. It was harder to move with her hand on his stomach, but he enjoyed the challenge, letting go of one of her hips to rub over her clit. "C'mon baby, give it up for me, fuck!"
"Yes, Fuck!" Brittany raised herself almost completely off his cock and then slammed back down showing off the muscles in her legs. Her free hand moved up to cup one of her breasts, squeezing it as she tightened up around Sam, "Clooose."
"Me too." Sam groaned, working his fingers faster against her and trying to keep pace with her new rhythm. His stomach heaved up and down, always out of breath, but he didn't mind. "C'mon, come for me, you can do it, just let go." He slammed his hips upward, trying to keep himself from coming before she did.
"Fuck… Fuck!" Brittany swore as she started to come thrusting down one last time. Sam's cock hit all the right spots. Her head fell forward as her hand dropped from her chest, breathing heavily.
Sam threw his head back, letting out a low groan as she came. He thrusted upwards a few more times before gasping out a quick, "fuck, yes!" before coming as well, head lolling against the bedspread. He felt her still clenching around him and made a breathless noise, a little oversensitive.
Brittany fell forward to just lie on top of Sam as they both came down from their high. She almost had nodded off before Sam moved her off of his chest and to the side. He got rid of the condom and then pulled the blanket over them and curled up with Brittany and the two of them fell asleep cuddled together.
A/n: I hope you enjoyed this. This is now my baby in writing. It's looking to be a long multichapter fic actually. So thank you. Also, I've really been on a roll writing. This is probably the most activity this account has seen.
