A/N: Whooo, another update which took forever! Haha. This chap's in appreciation of heartlines, who reminded me of the lack of updates on this fic and is a wonderful person and writer. Check out her fic "Playing House" and follow her on twitter ( heartlines12) after you've read this! You won't regret it! :)

Now on to the smut! Really, this chapter is pretty intense, soo… yeah, if you're uncomfortable with rough language and… well, M-rated stuff… as in, M-rated (notice bold-type, italics, and underline) you should leave. lol. I know it seems short, but a lot of naughty stuff happens within that short time, so… yeah, seriously, don't say I didn't warn you. Haha.

Sam pushed Freddie almost violently into the school closet door, crushing her lips against his so harshly Freddie forgot to breathe.

This was payback for this morning. Freddie had kissed Sam stupid earlier in the day before leaving Bushwell, slipping his hands into her pants and leaving her completely unsatisfied, hot, and bothered. It was only three periods into the school day when Sam finally couldn't take it anymore.

She'd texted Freddie during History class and asked him to come to the long hallway in the science wing, which conveniently had an unused janitor's closet full of nothing but an old, beaten-up teacher's lounge couch and some ancient textbooks.

Once she heard his low voice calling out her name and his footsteps outside of the closet door, she pounced.

"Wh—" was all he could get out before her lips were on his.

After a few more moments of uninhibited kissing, teeth clashing, and tongue tangling, they both pulled away for air, a bewildered expression on Freddie's face – from the sudden make-out session or confusion as to their location she wasn't sure. She only smirked at him and tugged him by the shirt and pushed him into a sitting position on the couch nearby.

She straddled his lap and began to work on his dark-blue, plaid button-down shirt. Freddie was still dazed at the thought that just a few minutes ago he was trying to solve difficult calculus problems and the next his girlfriend was undressing him in the school closet. But his brain couldn't give it any more thought as she finally unbuttoned his shirt and kissed at his neck, making him groan at her expertise at finding all his sensitive spots.

"Sam," he finally managed to groan out. "What are we doing?"

She pulled away from his neck slightly.

"What does it look like we're doing, Freddie?" she asked slyly against his skin, grinding deliberately onto his growing erection.

"Ungh," he groaned, but still managed to register thoughts, a hand gripping firmly on her upper thigh. "But… Oh, God… Wh- why?"

She licked a long line up his jawline to his earlobe and nipped at it before answering, "Did you really think I wasn't going to get payback for you leaving me all hot and bothered this morning?"

"Well, yeah, ahh," he groaned when she began to kiss down his torso, past his chest and licking at his abs, falling slowly to her knees. "I was, but not like this."

"Are you complaining?" she asked smartly, smirking at him as she ran her tongue horizontally across his waistline, just above his pants.

"N-no. Not at all. I just… God, Sam," he groaned out, finally giving up and surrendering under her power, letting his head relax back against the couch as she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans.

Knowing they wouldn't have enough time, she just pulled him out through the hole in his boxers and gripped him tightly, beginning to stroke up and down at a satisfying but slow pace.

"Sam… Ah, God. Oh. Holy- shhhhhaaahhh," he moaned uncontrollably.

She felt him lengthen even more under her grip and grinned at the way he pulled his knees further apart for her to fit in between his legs. Once he was fully hard, she finally brought her head down agonizingly slow and looked up at him just before her lips made contact with his tip. She parted her lips and blew cool air on him and smirked at the way he shivered and gripped at the material of the couch beside him.

His eyes rolled back into his head when she finally enveloped his dick with her mouth, and his mind was immediately zapped of coherent thought as he tried desperately to control the movements of his hips.

"Sam… Oh," he chortled almost delightfully, couldn't help the way his hips jerked up at the slow clasp of her hot mouth around him as she sucked. "That's so good."

He watched as he disappeared behind her lips again and again, and the sight was painfully erotic – he wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to hold back. For the first time, he noticed how hot it had suddenly gotten, like the air had suddenly become stifling, and he could feel his skin burning hot – particularly in his nether regions. His brain actually able to realize they wouldn't have much time until teachers got suspicious, he pushed at Sam's shoulder, urging her to stop.

"Sam, Sam," he coaxed. "C'mon. We don't have much time. C'mere."

He grabbed her almost harshly by the hips when she finally rose up from her position on her knees, and he gritted his teeth at the throbbing he felt between his legs, desperate to be buried to the hilt inside her.

"God, Sam, you drive me crazy," he growled, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, pulling them down her slender legs. "Please tell me you took your pill today, because, God, I want to be inside you so bad right now."

She smirked and nodded, helped him by toeing off her shoes and pulling down the fabric the rest of the way off, placing it on the couch before doing the same with her underwear. She held it by one finger in the air provocatively before releasing it from her grasp and letting it fall to the floor. Chuckling at the way he stared at her in awe, she straddled his lap once again and lowered herself on him, gripping at his neck and moaning deeply as she felt him slide thickly into her.

"Uhhn, Freddie," she moaned out, tossing her head back, almost choking on the pleasure as she felt him slide out and in again.

"Sam," he groaned. "Oh, fuck. You're so wet… so wet. Oh, my God."

The slickness of her surprised him and made him moan with every movement of her hips, and he groaned, unable to stop himself from gripping her hips with his own hands and pulling her body up. He looked into her eyes as he slid her back down on him, not stopping until he was buried all the way again, and she tossed her head back once more on a guttural, slightly restrained moan – hey, they were technically in public after all; they couldn't be too loud.

"Freddie!" she moaned, gyrating her hips faster against him in desperation. "Oh, Freddie. You feel so good."

She could feel her walls tightening around him in response to the way he was stretching her deliciously, filling her up perfectly, and she leaned slightly back, letting one hand reach behind her and grip his knee for support.

"God, Sam, I don't understand- uhh- how- Jesus- this is payback," he struggled to get out, panting. "Because this is a hell of a lot more pleasurable than painful if you ask me."

"I don't know, just go with it, Freddie," she just moaned back, unable to process anything other than the sliding motion he continued inside her.

He didn't respond, just moaned deep in his throat with her movements. A little annoyed that her breasts were covered with her v-neck, he pulled her shirt up, gliding his hand up the smooth, soft skin of her stomach until it latched onto one of her bra-clad breasts. She moaned at his firm grip and sank down onto him harder, vision clouding, heart galloping a rhythm in her chest – the telltale signs of an orgasm.

When Freddie felt her flutter around him, he knew it was there. She just needed a little extra push, and she'd be soaring. But he let her hold off, deciding to let his hands abandon her breasts for a moment so his pleasure could last a little longer.

"Uhh, no, Freddie, please," she begged, grabbing at his hand and pleading for him to squeeze her chest again.

"No," he whispered against her lips, kissing her hotly for a few seconds before pulling away. "I want this to last."

She whimpered and then ground out a high-pitched moan at a particularly deep thrust, and she bit into the skin of his neck, making him gasp.

"Sam…" he gasped. "No marks. Teachers… suspicious… no."

She ignored him, continuing to grind against him vigorously. "God, Freddie. I'm so close. So close. Fuck."

The tight pull of her inner muscles on his shaft made him almost scream, but he was controlled enough to turn it into a guttural moan into Sam's mouth as he kissed her. Deciding that the tightening behind his navel was finally too much, he coaxed her, helping lead her towards the edge with him.

"Let go," he growled. "Come on, Sam. Come for me."

"Oh… Oh, fuck, Freddie," she moaned, a heady wave of pleasure streaking from her core to the rest of her body, reaching to her fingertips and making them curl into the material of the couch harshly. "Uhh, uhhhh."

The tightening of her slick, silky walls around him was too much, and he burst, groaning loudly and muffling it into her neck, grabbing ahold of her hips and pistoning into her a few more times before finally letting her go.

The vacancy of the room was filled with their heavy, labored breathing, and the sound of his zipper being pulled up finally brought her back to reality. She was only dimly aware of her underwear and jeans being slid back on her and only came back to reality when Freddie kissed her.

"Man, that was hot," he whispered gruffly. "I don't think I'll be able to walk past this closet without getting turned on, Sam."

She chuckled and kissed him again. "I'm glad I satisfied you."

"No, I'm glad I satisfied you," he laughed.

"Mm, I don't know about that, Freddie," she clucked her tongue once. "You were kinda' intense back there."

"Hmmm… Fine. Let's just call it draw – we satisfied each other."

She smirked challengingly at him, but gave in anyway, "Fine."

Freddie never thought he'd have a favorite school closet.

But now he did.

A/N: Ahhh, intense stuff. lol. But didn't I warn you? Yeah.

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