A/N hey guys, so this is the sequel to IDream of ypu, if you havnt read it yet I suggest reading it before reading this!
Hope you enjoy and as always sadly I do not own ICarly, the amazing Dan does :)
1. Last night
Sam's P.O.V
I open my eyes and instantly stare at the white ceiling above me, not peeling my eyes away, I take in the amazing dream I had last night.
It was prom and Freddie and I had gone back to his place, I removed my dress and proceeded to his bedroom.
"Are you sure" he had asked me (being the gentleman he is). I didn't answer with words, I ripped of the shirt I was wearing (His shirt that I had replaced my dress with for about two minutes) showing him the depth if my positivity.
He was so gentle with me, and so loving. We didn't rush things. Taking it slow to enjoy our first 'time' together, our first time ever in fact.
He kept kissing me, every part of me: my lips, my head, my neck, my arms, chest, tummy, legs... so on.
He told me how much he loves me, which apparently is a lot and I told him how much I love him in return, again A LOT.
He did not take advantage of me and he did not use me. The dream was perfect, and now I gaze up at the ceiling wishing it really had happened.
I turn around expecting to see my blue bedroom wall plastered in cuttlefish posters, I see Freddie's galaxy wars plastered wall instead, and beside me I see a sleeping, shirtless Freddie.
I gasp in shock looking down at myself and proceeding to look under the covers. Oh no.
"Oh my god It really happened!" I holler, not being able to let out the shock quietly.
My loudness had 'caused Freddie to roll over and wake up.
"Err *yawn* what really happened" he said sleepily, eyes still closed.
He opened his brown eyes and unexpectantly stared into mine. Confusion washed over his face before he worked out why I was in his bed and what must have happened the previous night.
"Oh, was that real?" he said hastily before slapping his face in attempt to snap him out of what he thought was still a dream.
I nodded at him, sucking on my lips waiting for his developed reaction.
"But I thought it was a dream, an awesome dream, but it was a dream!" he sat up and shook his head not sure on whether to be pleased or disappointed in himself.
"Look Freddison, I woke up thinking it was a dream too and then I turned and saw you in 'my room' which isn't my room, it's yours".
I sat up too and Freddie pointed to something on the floor across the room. My eyes followed his direction and I saw evidence. The torn shirt.
"Well Sam, it was real." We look at each other in further shock before smiles creeped onto our faces.
We laughed at our foolishness. Thinking it wasn't real was just stupid, we weren't even drunk last night so there's no reason to forget in soberness.
I stop the laughter and stare into his eyes.
"Fredlumps" I waited for recognition.
"mmhmm" He gave me recognition, nodding.
"Do you regret last night?" shock flooded his face once more and I continued to explain. "I mean do you really love me and are you glad you did 'it' with me for your first time?..." I trailed off.
This is one of the rare moment that Sam Puckett is vulnerable and I am only vulnerable around Freddie.
"Sam I am overwhelmed that that happened with you. That night was the best night of my life and I really, really, really love you princess Puckett" I beam from ear to ear feeling happiness radiate from me.
"I love you too dipthong" I slap his cheek twice lightly and he grins at me seeming happy with my reply. He's used to my way of affection and I guess it just suits him.
Freddie jumps up and out of bed, pulling a robe on.
"Hey where are you going?" I feel rejected.
"Well demon, I'm going to cook you some bacon guessing you will feel hunger any minute now." Okay cross out that rejection thing, I feel loved.
"Momma is proud of you" I wink at him and he bends down and pecks me swiftly on the lips. I lift the covers to follow him to the kitchen but he stops me.
"Hey hey hey, breakfast is coming to the lady, no walking for my princess" I really really feel loved now.
Heat warms my face which I am sure is accompanied by a blush, he's the only guy or person (apart from Carly and Spence but they even haven't gone to this degree)) that has treated me this nicely without wanting anything in return or without fear of me hurting them otherwise.
I snuggle down into the covers once more and wait for his return.
Freddie's P.O.V
Bacon sizzles in the frying pan as I shuffle it in the usual 'cooking bacon' way.
The tantalising aroma fills my nose; the honey glazed scent reminds me of Sam.
Mmmm Sam, I can't believe I'm cooking breakfast for her who is currently waiting in my bed. And last night was amazing, Life is so good at the moment it's hard to find anything wrong with it, heck my mom doesn't even give me tick baths or anything anymore!
Well anyway this looks about done. I plate up the bacon and go in the draw to grab her a fork, I stop mid pace, this is Sam! She won't need a fork!
I chuckle to myself about her privet little eating habits. Habits that I love, they never get old!
I back into my bedroom, opening the door with my back because my hands are full with the tray.
"Here ya go beautiful." I Beam at her and turn to reveal the tray. She grins at me before her eyes also find their way to the tray, it didn't take long for her to reach out her arms and make grabbing motions.
I chuckle. Passing the tray to a hungry Sam and getting in bed to join her isn't as hard as it seems, especially as she grabbed the entire tray of me.
"Is it good?" i ask in a sweet tone grabbing a piece of bacon quickly before she can bat me away.
She raises her eyebrows and mumbles "mmhmm". She tries to grab the uneaten bacon out of my hands even though there's plenty on the plate; I beat her to the chase though.
"Uh uh uhh" I say...well kinda say. "Open wide" she raises her eyebrows swiftly once more and follows my orders...for once.
I pop the bacon in her mouth and she chews the small piece she had bitten off. While she chews eat the rest of the rasher and grab another one quickly, not quick enough though.
"Uh uh uhh Benson" she mimics me grabbing the new bacon from my hands. I sigh in defeat but when my mouth opens she softly edges the bacon towards my lips.
I grip in with my teeth and she lets it go. The bacon limply hangs from my mouth before she takes the free end between her lips.
We chomp the short bacon-y space between us until our lips touch. She pushes the tray of her lap to the end of my bed whilst still holding the kiss and she wraps her hands wound my neck and lies down dragging me on top of her.
The meaty kiss lasted for a loooong time and was followed by many more throughout the morning.
I'm glad my Mom hasn't come home yet to witness these meaty ways of affection.
A/N R&R please x
