Hello lovely readers! Sadly, I do not own iCarly because if I did it would be on Netflix.

WARNING: This is another HIGHLY sexually suggestive chapter. Pretty sure after this one none of the other ones will be quite as intense but if you enjoy that sort of thing (as I obviously do) then don't worry there will still be plenty of that this is just the most uh.. graphic lol. If you don't like it feel free to skip this chapter the story should still make sense.

- Rise and Shine -

Sam couldn't sleep that night because she was having a craving for meat. She wondered out of the bedroom sleepily at about 3 a.m. with the intention of going to the fridge to see what Cat had left available to her in an early morning ham. Eyes half closed and the house dark, Sam tripped over something soft and fell on top of a body. It was Freddie, laying on his air mattress in the hallway. Freddie started to scream like Sam had just touched his baby-maker again because he had been asleep and took far longer than her to realize what was going on.

"What happened?!" Cat yells as she comes running out of the room holding her purple stuffed giraffe and turns the lights on. She screams when she sees Sam on top of Freddie.

"No fadoodling in the hallway!" She shouts.

Robbie is up and next to her by now too. He grabs Cat in his arm, hugging her towards him, and covers her eyes with his other hand. Cat covers her stuffed giraffe's eyes. Sam gets up off of Freddie. Who seemed to stop caring that she was even there once he figured out it was her.

Sam sighs loudly and rolls her eyes. "We're not 'fadoodling' I fell!" She shouts at them but uses her 'nub I don't like' voice to say the word 'fadoodling'.

"Right into Freddie's arms?!" Robbie insists with dramatic emphasis.

Geez, how can these two suddenly have so much energy at 3 in the freaking morning? She was pretty sure Freddie was already half asleep again. Typical Freddie. No wonder his mom had so many fire drills.

"His bed is in the middle of our hallway!" Sam snaps at Robbie. "Now everyone go back to bed so I can eat my 3 a.m. ham in peace and quiet!"

"Not a problem with me" Freddie mumbles sleepily as he rolls over in bed, covering his face from the light that's still on.

Sam turns the light back off after Robbie and Cat have followed her instructions and gone back to bed. Sam sighs, relieved that the uncomfortable interaction is over with and she can be alone- kind of.

She finishes making her way over to the kitchen and opens the fridge. When she finds a package of sliced ham she smiles and closes the fridge to find Robbie is standing extremely close to her, behind where the fridge door had been before she closed it. Sam jumps slightly.

Robbie leans in close to her, "You know," Sam winces at Robbie as he starts to speak and leans away from him, "if you combine Sam and Freddie, you get Seddie!"

"We know!" Sam hollers at him before shoving him out of her way and quickly walking back to her bedroom with her ham.

The interaction had temporarily woken Freddie up and he had sat up in bed slightly to see what was going on but tiredly flopped back down carelessly when Sam went back to her room, shaking his head.

-0-0-0-

"Good morning," Freddie says tiredly as he gets up from bed and walks over to Sam who's in the kitchen making the two of them breakfast.

"Morning" she greets.

"Where's Cat and Robbie?" He asks her.

"School," Sam replies as she hands Freddie a mug of coffee. She had added one cream, one milk, and one sugar, the way she remembered he liked it. What a strange coffee order. She remembered always teasing him when he ordered it at coffee shops in front of her.

"Thanks," he says.

"Um… Freddie…." Sam says her eyes glance down at his crotch and he follows her gaze to see that he's visibly ready for some action he won't be getting any time soon. He was wearing only boxers on his bottom half which made it extremely noticeable.

Freddie feels his face heat up and groans as he moves to stand in front of the kitchen island to cover it up.

Sam smirks and laughs lightly at him, "What's gotten you all stiff?"

"Nothing it's just because its morning" He defends.

"What?" Sam asks.

"You've never heard of morning wood?"

"No"

Freddie shrugs, "For some reason, it happens right after waking up in the morning."

Sam laughs. "Well do something about it," she says as she turns around to face the stove.

Freddie's eyes go wide and he stares at the back of her head in shock, "Uh… pardon?" he says.

Sam turns around to see his expression, sees the face he's making, and realizes that he misunderstood her.

"Oh God! I'm not talking about that you perv! I'm talking about putting some pants on!"

Freddie's expression changes from shock to a strange expression that may have been a combination of embarrassment and amusement.

"Well I mean if you wanna do that I don't care but clean it up and don't tell me about it-"

"Ahhh!" Freddie shouts over top of her voice to try and get Sam to shut up.

She smirks at his reaction.

"I'm putting pants on okay! Just shut up about that!" He insists, feeling his cheeks getting hot again.

"Prude" Sam says mischievously as he starts to walk away from her.

Freddie gets an even more mischievous idea when he hears her comment. He turns around and comes back towards Sam. He slides his arms around her waist, hugging her tightly from behind. She can feel his erection pressed against her ass, which causes her breath to catch in the back of her throat out of shock. Her pajama pants were thin, leaving minimal fabric to barricade the interaction. He softly brushes her hair off of her shoulder and then places his arm back around her waist as he leans in close to her ear. Sam can feel his hot breath against her ear and it sends chills through her whole body. Part of her wanted to just shove him off and tell him to stop but a much larger part of her felt frozen in place and filled with some sort of daring curiosity. She didn't even try to wrap her head around the fact that this seemed so unlike her ex-boyfriend to be so bold.

"I'm a what?" Freddie whispers in her ear in a smooth and seductive voice that she wished she didn't find as attractive as she did.

Sam quietly sucks in a breath of air to try to ensure her voice won't shake with nerves when she speaks, "Prude." She manages to get out with what she believes is a firm and not at all nervous sounding tone. Why was this damn nub making her nervous?! She wondered with irritation. And why hadn't she punched him for it yet?!

"Are you sure about that Sam?" He asks in that stupid sexy voice he does so well.

Sam doesn't speak because before she can Freddie places his lips on her exposed neck and gently sucks and nibbles at it. Sam gets intense chills running down and then back up her spine as his lips make contact with her sensitive skin.

She couldn't decide what to do. Part of her wanted to just let him keep kissing her neck. But if she did that, she was afraid that he might try to kiss her on the lips and she didn't want that right now. But she was also enjoying it and did not particularly want to put an end to it. Nor did she want him to think she was blatantly rejecting him from making any romantic advances. And not to mention he had turned this into a bit of a game, one which Sam wanted to win.

Sam took a few moments to enjoy the thrilling sensation of his lips on her neck. It was awful hard to think with him doing that. Then she could feel Freddie starting to guide her with his hands on her hips. He was guiding her to turn around to face him, which she knew meant he was going to kiss her. She had to think of something fast.

Rather than allowing him to turn her around, she stood her ground, keeping her back to him and spoke, "Okay, if you want to prove your not a prude then grab my boob."

Freddie moves his hands so that he's resting them on her hips rather than hugging her close and shifts away from her a little so that his body is less pressed up against hers. She can no longer feel his erection. Sam has to bite her lip to keep from protesting at the recently abandoned contact she was currently craving to get back. Focus! She thinks to herself.

"What?" Freddie asks in a shocked and slightly uncomfortable tone.

Sam smirks feeling her victory already approaching her. She knew Freddie wasn't going to grab her boob just to win this little game. There was no way.

"You heard me" She taunts him.

"If I'm a prude for not doing that then so are you because you wouldn't do that either."

Sam turns around to face him and shrugs with a smile on her lips as she reaches her hand up and grabs and squeezes his pec muscle. She was both thankful and annoyed that he was wearing a t-shirt.

Freddie rolls his eyes at her, "That's not what I meant."

"Too late you've already lost," Sam says with a giddy grin.

Freddie sighs and looks annoyed for a brief moment but soon smiles too. When he removes his hands from Sam's hips, Sam feels an urge to grab them and place them back where they had been, only pulling him even closer to her this time, but she ignores the temptation. Although, the strange cold feeling she had felt on her skin in the places he had been touching did not go unnoticed by her.

Freddie walked around the kitchen island to where his suitcase was, the apartment was very cramped with the two air mattresses and both of the boy's luggage so Freddie's bags where half in the kitchen. He got on his knees in front of his suitcase and started to sort through his stuff in search of clothes. Sam hadn't realized she had been starring at him until he glanced up at her, his expression a little amused. Most people probably would have just looked away quickly at that point and hoped that they wouldn't get called out by the other, but Sam wasn't the type to shy away like that. She certainly hadn't meant to get caught staring at him but she wasn't going to wimp away now that she had been.

"Something wrong?" Freddie asks her playfully.

Sam hesitates for a second, "Your- … hair looks crazy right now."

She hadn't noticed his hair until just now.

He smirks at her smugly now. "Suuure Sam, that's where you were looking" he replies sarcastically.

"Well I have no reason to look down there, you're not very big." Sam counters back.

That was a lie.

Freddie's smug smirk doesn't fade, "First of all, I never said you were looking down there, you did. Second of all, you would have to be looking down there to know how big it is. And third of all, I'm pretty sure you have nothing to compare it to."

"Calm down there Fred-dork, are you forgetting you had it pressed against me a second ago?"

Freddie's facial expression and tone suddenly becomes slightly worried now, "Did that bother you?"

Sam felt completely flustered by the question. Saying 'yes' sounded suggestive. Saying 'no' also sounded suggestive. She couldn't exactly think of any clever work-arounds to the question. She couldn't even tell if he had asked her such a difficult to answer question on purpose or if he was being genuinely concerned. Sam just stood there for a moment staring into his eyes as if searching for hints as to whether or not he was being sincere.

Once she's stood there for a good little while with nothing to say Freddie breaks his little act and smiles at her, signaling that it was in fact meant to trip her up.

Sam rolls her eyes and starts to turn back around towards the stove. Which meant that Freddie had won round two.

Freddie speaks up before she's able to fully turn around, he sounds much more genuine this time, "But seriously Sam, I'm really sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

Sam still feels flustered about trying to respond to that but since he clearly wasn't playing games anymore, she just came out with it, "How am I suppose to respond to that?"

Freddie shrugs and thinks about it for half a second, "Well, if it did make you uncomfortable then it's pretty straight forward. If it didn't, …then I mean yeah, I guess its an awkward thing to answer. Sorry."

Sam blushes lightly and glances away from him, "Guess you got your answer then."

Did anyone happen to catch the innuendo in the title of this chapter? All the chapter titles are innuendos or slang.

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Also, I usually post on Fridays but I might do an update on Wednesday and Friday next week since I will be done school for the holidays. As I said most of this story is already written but I am taking my time to post the chapters because the story does still need to get finished and I don't want to end up with a huge gap in updates. I'm a pretty slow writer.