Heya! :D So I am working on something right now but it's bigggggg and that'll take some time to post so I took a wee break from it and wrote this thing here!
Disclaimer: It's not mine okay? -_- Sheesh!
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Delirious
His eyes stealthily peeked in through the open window of the Chalet as he sought the confirmation he needed to determine that this was his wife's room and not Clover or Alex's. Spotting the long, wavy, red hair fanned out across the bed's surface even in the dim lighting of bedside lamp, he smirked knowing he had picked the right one. Pushing the window up all the way Scam pushed the flimsy screen aside and pulled himself inside with ease.
Once in he quietly kicked off his shoes before soundlessly approaching the door and locking it from any disruptions. Then he tiptoed his way over to where his Samantha lay asleep with her face pressed into her open textbook.
Getting into bed next to her, Scam watched her for a long moment as she snoozed away, just taking her in with longing eyes. It had taken him nearly three full days to locate her but all his effort was worth it for this moment. Smiling to himself he reached out and ran his fingers through her silky tresses playing with them before he moved to pull her into his arms only to stir her from her slumber.
Sam yawned blinking her eyes in a dazed manner before opening them halfway. Finding her husband before her she kept blinking in confusion knowing he couldn't be here. She hadn't allowed him to come with her on this trip after all despite his many objections.
"I'm probably dreaming," Sam thought knowing that was the logical conclusion. After all it wouldn't be the first time he had invaded her dreams. No that was a habit and he did so on a nightly basis. Blushing at that thought she smiled sleepily and just looked at him.
She had to stop herself from drooling outright at how hot he looked laying there in his tight, black t-shirt that showed off the well built torso that she knew hid underneath along with equally black jeans that made him look like some kind of shadow figure, an incubus, and his gorgeous ocean eyes looking even more so in the dark as he stared back at her wordlessly just slightly smirking his signature "kiss me" smirk at her.
A dreamy sigh escaped her before she let out a little giggle as she stared at the dream version of her beloved husband with lovesick eyes. "Wow Tim … you're even sexy in my dreams," she mumbled to herself but he seemed to hear her somehow as she watched the smirk sitting on his lips become much larger in the exact same egotistical manner that it would have had she'd said those words to his actual face.
"Am I now?"
She heard him say then, his voice sounding just as arrogant as well. Soon her suspicions flared as she quickly became more and more aware of what was really going on here. Reaching out she slowly touched his shoulder and when he didn't fade away as expected she shot up in bed jerking fully awake immediately.
"TIM?!" She screeched and he threw his head back and laughed at all the shock on her face and in her, high-pitched voice. He just loved to get under her skin, it was seriously his favourite hobby.
"What are you doing here?!" Sam whispered as loudly as she could get away with. She didn't want to wake up her friends. She'd ask him how he'd found her despite her covering her bases with great effort but this was Tim Scam after all so that'd be a dumb question to pose.
"Where else am I supposed to be darlin'?" He drawled roughly in response as he tucked his muscular arms behind his head flaunting his biceps and looking at her with half lidded, amused eyes that spoke only of mischief.
And Sam couldn't help but notice how cozy he looked in her bed and she knew he wanted to stay put because he'd tucked himself in already. But unfortunately for him that was not an option.
"No, no, no! We discussed this already!" She hissed down at him. "You can't be here!"
"But why?" she heard him whine before he grinned at her like the one and only Cheshire Cat himself. "This bed is big enough for both of us babe." Sam gasped and had to slap his hand away when he began to trace her knee up and down and then proceeded to push the edge of her slip up her thighs.
Giving him a warning look telling him to keep his hands to himself she frowned. "Because I am here to study with my friends! College finals remember?! That's why I came here away from Beverly Hills, from our home-" She paused to give him a stern look. "Away from all distractions!"
"So I'm a distraction then, huh?" Tim said catching on to what she meant by that, his voice taken aback and his eyebrow raised at her in a peeved way as he let out a small "tsk" followed by a dramatically sad sigh. "That's not a very nice thing to say to your own husband Mrs. Scam."
But Sam saw right past his fake hurt routine and looked back at him annoyed. "You know you are!" She accused knowing he was well aware he was her ultimate distraction so he couldn't feign the innocence the was attempting to right now.
"I don't know why you'd feel that way," he retorted shaking his head before offering her a harmless looking sweet smile. "I mean you could use me. I could help you study."
Sam nearly snorted with disbelief at that suggestion. Was he for real? Sure Tim was a genius and could definitely help her study if that was his real intent … but it never was. No his offer to teach her anything usually ended up with them in bed. And that was the real reason why she'd escaped with Clover and Alex to this place so that she could have some focus, something she never had when he was around her.
"Oh you mean…" she started, placing her finger on her chin in mock thought. "Like that time when you said you'd help me solve that quadratic equation I was struggling with and insisted we have the lesson in our bedroom and then decided to illustrate the solution to it by-"
A loud scoff from him cut her off. "As if you didn't enjoy that!" Tim snapped calling her out and looking at her in a pointed way as if meaning to say that he saw right through her. "I see that you haven't forgotten it which means it was an excellent method of teaching in terms of staying in your memory."
Hearing him justify his past inappropriate behaviour as having been helpful Sam rolled her eyes at his ego but couldn't help but smile because he was right about her remembering every detail of that so-called lesson he'd given her albeit for all the wrong reasons. Resisting the need to blush hotly she gave him a little nod "Okay I'll give you that much but none of that now, kay?"
Looking at him seriously she continued. "I made Clover turn off her phone, and Alex put away all her music, even JERRY was ordered not to give us any missions if possible and he agreed. I can't go breaking the rules now. You understand that right?" She appealed hoping that he would.
Of course he didn't as she realized with his next words.
"But you could take a break," Tim suggested as he sat up and sauntered closer to her taking her hands in his own and massaging them slightly, the way she let out a relaxed moan almost immediately only telling him that he was right about her needing to stop studying at least for a little while.
"Come on Sammie," he pleaded further looking into her eyes with his own showing concern. "It's past midnight and you dozed off from fatigue," he frowned recalling how she'd been knocked out when he'd arrived. "We don't want your pretty, little head to burst from too much stress now do we?"
Watching her bite her lip in thought he knew she was now considering what he was saying and so he pressed on. "And I just got here after three, whole days of looking for you and driving for hours just to get to see you…"
His sea foam eyed looked into her emerald ones with a puppy dog look in them, a small pout on his lips. "Are you really gonna make me turn around and go back home? Alone?" Placing his head into the crook of her neck he wrapped his arms around her waist and huffed out a sigh. "…I'm tired too."
"Tim…" she started to mewl but bit her lip harder and closed her eyes when she felt him start to kiss her. His cool lips traced along the flesh of her neck, softly and soothingly in little butterfly kisses. The feeling was absolutely wonderful and left her shuddering in bliss.
She'd seen nothing but books, and pens, and papers for days now and she couldn't lie that as much of a nerd that she was and as badly as she wanted to be super prepared for her tests that if given the option she wouldn't rather be looking at his body instead especially after not having seen it in days.
A blush heated her cheeks at that thought but she couldn't fight off the urge that was taking over her mind and body now.
This was why getting married before finishing with college had been a dumb idea she realized right then and sighed. But it was what it was and that decision couldn't be reversed now.
Feeling him lift her hair off her shoulder and kiss the skin underneath as he played with the straps of her nightgown she decided she couldn't take it anymore and found herself giving in.
"Okay…" she breathed out trying to sound more reluctant than she actually was for changing her mind but failing miserably. "Maybe a small break. Just a tiny one."
She felt him smirk deeply into her skin clearly pleased with her decision. And somehow she just knew that he knew that this was exactly what she'd end up choosing. "Of course," he mumbled. "Just a few minutes," before he pulled her down to lay with him on the mattress his lips already tangled up with hers.
Moaning from the pit of her throat Sam wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and kissed him back viciously. God how she'd missed him, she didn't have the words to describe just how badly. Her hands soon moved across his back and chest as she felt his strong body only moaning harder and harder against his lips as she pulled him closer and closer to her.
It didn't take her long to start tugging away at his clothes. Her hand slipped under his shirt and crawled around his muscular planes for some before she pushed the tight fabric upwards needing to see more of him. Breaking the kiss she tossed his shirt away before looking back at Tim with nothing but raw hunger as she kissed his lips again before moving down south and pressing kisses down his neck before they spilled onto his shoulder and then his chest.
Her kisses became more frantic and her moans louder when she felt his hands roam over the back of her body before pulling down the zipper of her slip and starting to unclasp her bra while his other hand found its way inside her panties.
And at this point Sam realized that this break of hers was going to take a lot longer than a few minutes but she couldn't find it in herself to care. Her hands undid his belt and she was in the process of taking his pants off entirely when a knock at the door made her freeze in her place.
"…Sammie? Why's the door locked? Are you sleeping already? I thought we were gonna study until at least 2 am?"
"Oh my god!" Sam thought as panic filled her, her eyes went wide and she gasped. It was Clover.
"Open up Sammie! I have a question for the vocab portion of the English exam! Can you explain what this word means to me? I mean I looked it up but I can't find the right example to grasp it fully so I need your help."
Sam pulled apart from her husband immediately and looked at him in an expectant way but he just lay there being useless, staring back at her naively as if he had no idea what she wanted him to do not even bothering to do so much as zip up his pants to help her out.
Zipping him up herself she whispered for him to hide but he just shook his head no. Exasperated with him she hit him lightly on his chest and pointed at the closet for him to go to but he just shrugged in response letting her know he wasn't going to go in no damn closet even if his life depended on it.
"What's taking so long?!" Sam heard Clover say, her voice now impatient and she heard the doorknob rattle seconds later leaving her to gasp again as she realized the blonde was trying to get inside her room.
In a flash she rolled off the bed and took Tim with her. They both landed on the floor before she pulled him up and started to shove him in the direction of the closet herself, determined to not let Clover find out he was here and avoid the earful she'd get if that happened at any cost.
"What are you doing?" Tim asked looking at her incredulously and laughing a little at the tension that could be felt rolling off her in waves. But he didn't help her out one bit, instead dragging his heels to make himself even heavier and harder to move than he already was and clinging onto her arms to make this as impossible for her as possible.
"Come on Tim!" Sam spit out through gritted teeth wanting him to cut it out and stop fooling around already. "Just get in the closet!" But still he kept fighting to stay put right where he was.
On the other side of the door Clover was now suspicious as she heard the sound of rustling from within the room. And it didn't sound like the turning of pages. No it sounded like something else entirely.
Frowning she put her ear against the door and her doubts only grew when she thought she heard mutters of protest in a deep, masculine voice. A voice that sounded awfully familiar and she began to wonder if Sam was actually alone in there or not.
Wanting to know, and tired of Sam not opening the door Clover moved fast and reached into her hair. Pulling out a single bobby pin she went to work on the lock and within seconds it unlocked and she was able to push it open.
Her jaw dropped to the floor and her blue eyes bulged at what she found as she stood there rooted in the doorway from shock with her English notebook under one arm and bobby pin in the other. There before her were Sam and Tim Scam holding each other close while being half naked as they looked back at her sheepishly, both their faces red from guilt.
…
"CAN I ASK WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" Clover screeched when she finally located her missing voice, blushing furiously herself as she looked away from her best friend's husband's bare chest and instead at her best friend with nothing but disappointment showing all over her face.
How could she do this? She was the one who had set this whole study trip up and now she was breaking the rules? That wasn't fair!
"What is HE doing here?!" She asked pointing at Scam and then back at Sam letting her know she was talking to her and wanted an answer and right now.
"Calm down Clover!" Sam started holding up her hands as if to stall her from exploding as she looked just about ready to only to realize she was holding Tim's shirt in her hands that she had been trying like mad to get him to put back on.
Throwing it away she sweat dropped embarrassedly only turning more flustered as she tried to control the situation. "I-I can explain!" She stammered but then just stood there squirming, twisting her fingers together as she tried to say something, anything to spin this into looking like anything other than what it had been.
"Tim was just… uh… He was just um-"
Picking up on his wife's desperation, Scam decided to help her out. "It's obvious, isn't it Clover? I was just helping her study."
Clover let out a loud pfft at that. "Oh yea sure!" She said planting her hands on her hips as she looked back at him sceptically. She knew he didn't think that she was very smart but it didn't take a rock scientist to figure out what had been going on between the two of them before she had interrupted.
"This…" She trailed off running her eyes over the both of them as they still stood there in a clear and culpable state of undress. "Reallyyyyy looks like studying to me!"
Sam's face turned plume red at that comment and she swiftly fixed her silk slip, zipping it up and straightening it out the best she could to try and look halfway decent as she awkwardly gulped while Clover continued to badger Tim.
"What exactly were you helping her study then?" Clover continued deciding to humour Scam despite knowing that both he and Sam had been caught by her red-handed. There was nothing to do now except for them to admit that Sam had indeed gone back on her word like a little liar.
"Which subject?" She further prodded, raising a blonde eyebrow at him, relishing the fact that he wouldn't have an answer to give her for once in his life.
Her feeling of triumph grew as he stood there in silence for a moment then another just looking back at her blankly when suddenly he spoke.
Looking her right in the eye, Scam smirked widely. "Human Anatomy, focusing on the Reproductive System. Duh," he shrugged.
A sharp gasp left Clover's lips as she turned scarlet from head to toe. Her eyes peeled wide almost ready to pop out of their sockets, she messily sputtered for a comeback while Sam could be heard coughing in shock at her husband's crude comment.
After several long seconds had passed and she was unable to come up with anything or handle the smug look on Scam's face any longer as he gave her a teasing wink that practically screamed "gotcha" at her, Clover did the only thing she could and quickly slammed the door shut for the sake of her own sanity.
Hearing the blonde muttering to herself about his shamelessness in a sour tone from the other side, Scam just chuckled thoroughly amused by both her and his wife's lively reactions and enjoying the fruits of his handiwork.
Spotting Sam trying to open the door and go talk to her friend a moment later clearly feeling bad for her, he beat her to the door and locked it before he picked her up and suddenly threw her over his shoulder leaving her to yelp in surprise.
"Where do you think you're going?" He grinned wolfishly, holding her legs tightly so she couldn't break away from him. He hadn't gotten rid of Clover so that his Sammie would run away from him, now had he? "The lesson's not over yet. Trying to talk to your friend while class is still in progress? Tsk. Tsk. That's against classroom rules and I'm going to have to punish you."
Feeling herself helplessly being carried closer and closer towards the bed, a squeak left Sam as she flushed flamingo pink in reaction to it becoming more than apparent just what punishment he had in mind for her. And she found herself screaming at full volume in his ear.
"GAH YOU ARE SUCH A CREEP!" Sam shouted blushing like crazy and slightly pounding her fists against his back but honestly doing nothing to him save for turning him on some more with her touches. "WHY DID I EVER MARRY YOU?!"
At that Tim sighed out a false sound of discontent. "Oh look, you've just earned further punishment for saying that," he announced ceremoniously as he threw her down on the bed's covers and pinned her down with her wrists.
Sam's heart beat thunderously in her chest at the look on her husband's face as he smirked down at her predatorily while holding her captive under him. "Guess I'll have to keep you here all night," he uttered huskily before pouncing on her.
Finally having regained her composure by now, Clover pulled on the door handle only to find it locked again. Raising her fist she was about to make a fuss and demand to be let in but stopped short when she heard Sam's voice from other end.
"Nooo! Let me go! No! Stop it! Don't! T-TIM!"
But she was laughing so hard that it was obvious that she didn't really want him to stop doing whatever it was that he was doing to her in there. No she was clearly happy and so was Scam as she could tell when she shockingly heard him laughing just as badly as her best friend was right now.
And so she decided to just let them be. She'd just chew Sam out in the morning for this and in the meantime catch up on the calls and texts that she was bound to have missed by now having kept up her end of the deal.
As she walked away her ears couldn't help but pick up on the two of them having their fun, the sounds of their rampant laughter soon turning into those of lovemaking. They weren't even bothering to keep quiet now as their secret was out in the open.
Clover couldn't help but roll her eyes again and shake her head at the clearly happy couple that the two ex-enemies were, something that you could never guess that they had ever been in the past if you were listening to them right now. No you'd think that they had always been this gaga over each other from the start.
Suddenly she paused and looked down at her notebook at the word she had highlighted to ask Sam about:
Delirious: in a state of wild excitement or ecstasy.
Synonyms: ecstatic, euphoric, elated, thrilled, overjoyed, beside oneself, walking on air, on cloud nine, in seventh heaven, carried away, transported, rapturous; hysterical, wild, frenzied, blissed out, over the moon, on a high, etc ...
And her eyes widened when she realized exactly what it meant having witnessed the perfect example of it just now. She thought of Sam and how she couldn't keep away from her husband for any significant amount of time, and Tim who possessed even less control when it came to staying away from his wife.
The way they were around each other, about one another. It was like they were each other's sole supply of oxygen on this entire planet and thus had no choice but to be drawn to one another as if they wouldn't survive otherwise.
They truly were … She realized as she took her pencil and crossed out her question to Sam, not needing to ask it any longer. And she smiled to herself in an understanding sort of way.
Delirious in love.
… I suddenly have the urge to update EVIL 101 with all this "class" and "teacher" talk haha. *adds to her giant list of fics needing an update at some point* If anyone would even read an update for that after ALL THIS TIME ofc xD
Anyway! I hope you'll enjoyed this! Gonna go work on that "other thingie" now!
Loveeee,
Cresenta's Lark ^_^
