The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows…

A/N- I REALLLY don't want to write this chapter… I've been procrastinating not to… mostly because this is a chapter I don't know much about… I don't have much education on the subject because… I'm not awake when it happens and I have no one around to tell me if I did or what happened when the action occurred… so keep this in mind when you read… and keep the fact that the events are unreal and this is a story where things that don't happen, do happen… Because usually, this happens when no one is around to watch…

My source of what happens is based off some slang definition website… someone said that an action does occur so that's what I'm going off on…

Disclaimer: I do not own ICarly blahdy blahdy blah… If I did… I'd sell it back to Dan Shneider… Make at least some money off it… and its better in his hands than in mine…

If you like this story, then read my depressing Airplanes story… keep in mind I love writing about Sam because… well too many things to count…

{If the actions or thoughts do not completely enthrall you… that would be my fault… I'm not in the mood to write an M-rating chapter… but I have to keep to my schedule…}

If it was not M-rated before… it is M-rated now… for Seddie smut… and sexual situations…

Okay woman who read this… when I say lace clothing… I mean frilly, black, silky, looks like you have on two, type clothing… It's supposed to be like SEXYYYY lingerie… like stuff you find in a Spencer's to make things in the bed a little more interesting… I'm a guy so I don't know much about it… and I'm sort of young to the party…

Be warned this is m-rated… but you won't get much until SPOV… which is like COMPLETELY! FUCKING! MASTURBATION! WORTHY! Sorry… I'm just going crazy writing SPOV that its making me go insane… really… it's like… making me twitch…

Everyone else gives you short Seddie smut… mine… is going to be long… and very VERY hard to not masturbate to… even I'm having trouble not to… but if I did… I wouldn't get this done so I have to push through and keep going… I can't even breath that's how much this grips me… ERGH! (No… I am not giving you the sex just yet… you have to earn it in hard work better known as viciously typing reviews until your fingers ache for wetness or your arm aches from the teasing…{masturbation jokes if you didn't get it})

Speaking of masturbation… on with the show…

Chapter Three- "If Today's the day it gets tired…"

FPOV

I felt like I was drowning in stars. The light emitting from each individual star blinded me but soothed me. Soon my body fell numb and blissful. I felt like I was sitting in a dentist's chair while I waited in the blackness surrounded by stars. It felt like I was in space for a few moments. The gravity held me in the middle of the room. I didn't fight the place where I was… I accepted it… I went along with it. The feeling I had, kept me still and unable to move. Soon enough the gravity withdrew its hold on me and gently lofted my body onto what I guessed to be a floor, because all I saw was just a giant black room scattered with stars as bright as Las Vegas at night. When I felt my feet were firmly on some unknown ground, I took the time to see what I had on me and what I was wearing. I was wearing a brownish gray jacket over a striped blue shirt and had on some casual blue jeans. For some odd reason I had no shoes or socks upon my feet. In my jacket pocket was a lush purple wallet with about fifty dollars in singles and just about two-hundred dollars in fives. The wallet was magic, because how it held so much singles and fives was beyond the capability of a realistic wallet. I stuffed the purple fluffy wallet back into my jacket pocket and began to walk aimlessly. First I went straight… then I soon took a left when I realized straight was getting me nowhere… and finally I went right when I realized left was getting me nowhere.

I soon felt like I had been walking in circles for years. After a couple of aimless hours, I just sat down, with my legs close to my chest. The temperature of the place wasn't cold but it wasn't warm either. It was just… neutral. As I sat in the middle of nowhere and nowhere, I began to look at the stars. I began to think of why I had stars in my head instead of something different. Why not a long hallway? Why not a bunch of mindless and pointless houses? Why stars? I began to remember my psychology class. I realized I was dreaming long before I figured out what I was wearing. If this were to be a dream then… Those stars must be areas of my subconscious. I looked around for a star that stood out among the rest. There was one that was glowing red, probably the most lonely since it was the only star that was as red as a blush on a face. As I stared at it, I lifted up my hand. Finger extended, I touched the ruby red star like it was a shiny red button. When I bended my arm back to my side, the star opened up like a gateway. I got up to my feet, and shook off the nonexistent dust off my pants. Soon a building came into view. It was pretty secluded. Red lights dazzling everywhere. On one of its walls was spray tagged saying 'SAM wuz HERE.' I smiled to myself, Sam invades my mind so well she even left a note saying I was hers. I giggled to myself before I looked at the sign.

"After School Activities" I proclaimed as I saw a picture of a book crossed out in a red circle. "If this is what I think it is… the fun has just begun." I walked up to the bouncer who looked at me for a few seconds, scanning me up and down and then telling me that their was only one person in there. I could only guess at whom that one person was, but I tried to deny myself the thought of her doing such a thing. But then I realized that it was my mind and that maybe she would.

I walked inside and sat at the only seat in the place, a sort of small two-seater in front of a run-way stage. The seat was purple and black with the same type of fluffy fur that was on my wallet. I sat down with both arms on the headrest and my legs crossed knowing exactly what was going to happen. I knew what this place was the second I saw the run-way. I knew the stage, I knew the bouncer, I knew the name of the club, I knew who was the only person here because that was what she did in my mind… when I was alone. I took a deep breath when I looked at the only object on the runway.

A pole.

Or better yet…

A stripper pole…

I closed my eyes regretting what I was about to see but opened them back up when I realized I really wanted to see it. It's why I had this thought tucked away for special keeping. Soon a song came on… the song was not one a girl could dance to but somehow the girl made it work. The song was 'Panic! At the Disco's Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking off her clothes.'

(A/N- I'm going to do something I want the patents to… it's a new writing style… {no one steal… unless you tell peoples you got it from me} it's to keep the time frame right…)

I tried to block my eyes but the thought of the girl doing what she was going to do attracted me… more like seduced me to watch. The song worked it's magic as well making it almost embarrassing to watch this girl do what she was about to do…

Before the song began, she walked out. She was wearing black lace everything. Black lace gown, black and red polka dotted lace bra, frilly black lace underwear, and the thing that topped it off was black lace gloves with black nail polish. My mouth began to drool at the sight of the sexiness of this girl. I don't think I could hide the erection forming under my tight jeans, even if my legs were crossed. I stared at the blonde headed girl taking her position. I wanted to block my eyes from the look she gave but my heart and stomach churned so much that the pain caused my body not to work.

"Boys and girl's let me introduce you to 'Momma Samantha'" said the announcer turning on the song. The second the song came on, a switch gave Sam a spotlight. She stood as proud as she could ever be standing in front of the pole in the sexiest lingerie I could have ever imagined her in. I could barely breathe when she looked at me with here hair in curls and her face covered in make up. My heart began to beat four times faster after a few seconds of stares between me and her. I moaned inaudible as I tried to reposition my erection to feel at least a bit comfortable. I held onto the furry purple couch in a vice grip as I watched her body begin to move along with the song.

(A/N- To Get The Full Force of The smut you are about to experience… please listen to the song while reading… Panic! At the Disco- Lying is the Most Fun… I'm about to go crazy just thinking of the smut that is going to happen… sorry back to the show)

('-' means song, and timing is irrelevant)

-Is it still me that makes you sweat?-

-Am I who you think about in bed?-

-When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress-

-Then think of what you did-

-And how I hope to god he was worth it-

As she walked around the pole teasingly, she played with it at first. Doing those first jump and spin techniques that didn't really spark much interest. Stretching her leg up as far as it can go.

-When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin—

She rubbed against the pole, the pole going between her breasts, causing her breasts to look bigger than usual.

-I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck—

She turned around and bent over giving me full view of those lace panties that hugged her ass tightly but sensually. My mind reeled of possibilities. My eyes began to twitch as I tried to straighten my gaze.

-Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me—

She slowly made her way back to a standing position.

-Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of—

I began to heave breaths, uncrossing my legs to give more room to my erection.

-Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?-

-No, no, no, you know it will always just be me—

She walked to the side of the pole and glanced at me with her eyes half closed; almost asking me what I wanted her to do. My breath couldn't come out. I held it in, I almost asphyxiated.

-Let's get these teen hearts beating—

She got into position, back towards me. I felt a smile upon her face.

-FASTER, FASTER-

Sam wrapped her legs around the pole and hung upside down in that sexy little pose and then dropping down in a back flip.

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls-

-Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?-

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls-

-Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?—

She jumped off the stage and straddled me, going crazy by whipping her hair around in circles. Before I knew it, her lace gown was off. Her gloves along with her bra and panties were still on her body. I knew she could feel my erection poking at her. I said absolutely nothing as she did everything to turn me on to the point where I couldn't hold myself back from touching her.

-So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus-

-In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?—

She began to touch me all over, sensually touching my neck with her gloved hands and moving around my legs to turn me on even more. I moved my hands up her side, feeling that silky smooth skin of her stomach. She shivered as goose bumps formed all over her body.

-Let's pick up, pick up—

In that short instant, she kissed me. Tongue grabbing a taste she wanted to feel in her mouth as she continued.

-Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part-

-Where the shock sets in and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick—

She jumped off and climbed back on stage. Straddling the stage, legs agape, crawling away on her hands.

-I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.—

She turned her head back towards me giving a half smile and half moan. I don't know but I think she was getting off on me watching… along with her straddling the stage.

-Now let's not get selfish—

In seconds, she turned around in the blink of an eye.

-Did you really think I'd let you kill this chorus?—

She did the same thing as before but added something; she began to hump the stage with her legs straddled. I almost couldn't hold a moan. But soon the moan subsided in my throat.

-Let's get these teen hearts beating-

She jumped up quick…

-FASTER, FASTER-

Like I was a bed, she jumped on me. Legs falling to either side of me, straddling me, instead of the stage. She smiled. I felt my stomach twist and knot as I knew what was to come.

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls-

-Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?-

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls-

-Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?—

She gave me little kisses on the cheek, unzipping my jacket in between her kisses. When my jacket was completely open, she wrapped her arms around me. It felt like a hug but the event she was giving made it feel more sexual and lusty than sensual and loving.

-Dance to this beat-

-Dance to this beat-

-Dance to this beat—

She began to grind me harshly. I heard a few moans escape her breath as she used me as leverage to make her grind into me even more. As she grinded against my crotch, I grabbed ahold of her to add even more pressure between us. My left hand was near the top right of her back and my right hand was just above her ass feeling the two love handles just above her sexy lace panties. My breath hitched as I used all my strength to not cum too early. I knew that I would want to wait, for I knew how the entire scene would play out.

-Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster-

-Let's get these teen hearts beating faster—

"Sam..." I whispered almost inaudible. I almost felt it come. She just smiled and jumped up. She began to walk towards the stage. When she got to the stage, she put her gloved hands onto the stage and wagged her nice sexy ass at me. There was nothing I wouldn't give to see this.

-I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck-

-Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me-

-Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of-

-Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?-

-No, no, no, you know it will always just be me—

I began to sing along with the words as I got up from my seat and I walked towards her slowly. I no longer could take it anymore. I slowly opened the zipper of my pants. But not letting out my manhood from behind my boxers.

-Let's get these teen hearts beating FASTER, FASTER—

I grabbed onto her hips, holding them firmly. I felt the lace of her panties with my fingers. Returning my hands to her hips, her right hand met mine, holding my hand where it was, not allowing it to move and to feel someone she knew. It felt to me that she had closed her eyes, focusing all her thoughts on where my hands were and where my body was touching hers.

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls-

-Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?-

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls-

-Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?—

I bent my knees slightly, to slowly rub against her lace panties. She moaned lightly before I let the tent in my underwear catch in between her legs. My erection forced its way upwards, touching the thing the lace panties were there to protect. I felt the wetness of her panties on my boxers. She bit her lip and her face went to that of pain.

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls-

-Dance to this beat-

I thrusted against her lightly, letting my manhood drag against her core. Her face almost in pain but I felt that she was in bliss.

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls

-Dance to this beat—

She squeezed her legs tightly as I began to thrust harder, allowing my manhood to linger upon her. Her legs began to shake as well as mine. I thrust as many times as I could before dragging my erection along her center.

-And hold a lover CLOSE-

I thrust once more screaming her name as she pushed further against me, causing me to lean onto her. Her hand was shaking upon mine. I felt like I had taken everything away from her, her innocence, her purity, her dominance. It caused guilt to form inside of me, an immense guilt that I couldn't take. My stomach twisted and tied inside of me as I felt her incredibly shaking hand. She was shaking so uncontrollably that it caused me to cry.

-Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster-

-Let's get these teen hearts beating faster—

I held onto her hand as she slowly turned around. She grabbed me into a hugging embrace but I felt tears fall from her eyes as well as mine. I had destroyed her for my own sexual pleasure. I couldn't take it. I pulled her off of me and looked at her deeply in the eyes, those light green eyes… It felt like my world had fallen down around me. I had done this to her. I had destroyed the only one I have ever loved. I cry in front of her, I let her see. I just can't… not anymore… I don't want this thought anymore. There was no more happiness in her face, no more love, no more innocence…

Just then I awoke.

"SAM!" I said as I screamed her name in ecstasy, I jumped to awake from my deep slumber. I looked around the room trying to remember where I was. When my sight was regained, I looked to my left to see Sam sitting down, awestruck with mouth agape. Tears filled my eyes as I remembered my depressing yet erotic dream. She still sat there, holding a magazine in her hand but not looking at it. She just looked at me as if someone had just gotten shot exactly where I was sitting. I shrugged to her…

"What…?" I asked dumbfounded.

She just looked at me and my right arm. She quickly jumped up with a blush and smile upon her face. She tripped over herself trying to get out of the room. My eyes, like my mouth, asked curiously.

"What'd I do?..." As I watched her almost fall over my bed.

When she was out of the room, I looked at myself to see what she saw. My right arm was under the covers and my hand felt a bit wet. Before the look of pure horror came across my face, I realized exactly where my hand was and hoped that what I had done was not what I thought it was. I pulled my hand out…

Revealing a white…

Sticky…

And Cum covered hand…

(A/N- I sort of Hate this chapter… the end of my Sam stripper scene actually made me cry… and I'm the one who's writing it… I didn't intend on it to be like that… but I hope you saw the scene that I did in my writing. Sorry if the Seddie smut is a little underrated… My apologies… Reviews if you liked it… and Reviews if you felt the same way I did at the end of the Sam stripper scene… {sadness, depression, guilt…})

(A/N- still have Sam's POV like always… my chapters are LONGGGG!)

-Break-Break-

SPOV

I stood outside the door to room 315. I lay against the door with a huge smile and a rose red blush upon my face. My fingers were lingering around my mouth as my heart beat painfully in my chest. My legs were wobbling but my stomach was too tight for me to notice. Wetness overcame me as I remembered the action I had been a witness to. It embarrassed me but also got me hot and bothered. I quickly ran out of the hospital and did a sprint to my house.

A half an hour later, I was home and in my bed trying to forget as well as remember what I had seen. My heart pounded beneath my chest, I could hear the pulse of my heart, and my hands became wet and clammy as the memory ran through my head over and over again and again. It was all I could think about for the entire time I lay in my bed. My breath heaved in and out unevenly. I almost felt like I was going to suffocate as I took short breaths in and deep breaths out. I cover myself with my violet purple and blood red blanket. In that split second, I feel like I had fallen into a dream. A dream that felt so real but everything about it was too much for it to be real. As I lay in the darkness under the dark colored blanket, my mind remembered the event that Freddie did.

(Earlier that Day)

I told him "Thank you." As I jumped off his bed and sat back in the dark red, plastic chair. I stared at him as he leaned back to sleep.

I looked over to my right and saw a magazine. It was a magazine about what women want. I stared at the Title, 'Cosmopol-ography.' I skimmed through the magazine until I found a story I found particularly fun to read. It was a story about dreams after a near-death experience. The magazine said that if a patient were to have a near death experience and was forced to go to the hospital, the patient would have happy dreams to negate the pain from the surgery and other pains. I smiled at the page and then I looked up at Freddie. He was a bit neutral, no smile but no anger either. I looked back at the page and read on. 'If the patient has not had any sexual release since he has entered the hospital, stay away from him for at least two days for an embarrassing moment will occur, for both parties.' I lifted my brow trying to understand what the magazine meant by 'embarrassing moment.' I shrugged it off and kept reading. 'If the patient is in love with someone, then he will have a dream specifically based on that person. It will most likely be an adventure or special moment they have had together as he dreams. Nothing is more peaceful than being with the one you love.' I smiled and blushed as I looked up at Freddie once more. He's dreaming of me, I thought. Dreaming a perfect dream of us together. (A/N- Oh… if only she knew) I lay the magazine open upon my lap as I wait for his dream to begin. I know he has not been laid and he's too much of a stick-in-the-mud to masturbate. I began to wonder what his dream would be. Probably a dream about me… then again he might have a dream about sex with someone. I blushed thinking it was with me but pushed the thought away realizing he wouldn't be that starved for sexual release.

As I leaned back, a thought came to my own head. It made my spine shiver and tingles go up and down my body. The thought was me dancing for him. I was wearing a long blue dress and he was wearing half a tux. Soon the thought was overcome and glimpses of something came to my mind. As lightning struck inside my mind. The flash caused me to see something completely different. My dancing was the same but my clothes were different. In the flash of the lightning, my clothes went to that of an erotic dancer. A lace gown that almost looked purple, two dark purple lace gloves with a hint of sparkles. My nail polish was as black as the night sky. I stared at myself dancing an erotic dance that got me hot and bothered. I looked around and saw a small sign, 'After School Activities.' I even thought of a club name, why that I wondered. I stared at myself as the thought me danced seductively. In my mind, I walked forward but stopped as I looked at who was sitting on a small couch. My eyes bolted open as I could not take any more. I began to bite my finger as the thought echoed into my mind. Sooner than I thought, the thought had escaped my mind and I had completely forgotten about it.

I sat in a chair that not only was uncomfortable but did nothing for the strangeness between my legs. I gripped myself as I shook the feeling away but it came back as soon as I shook it off. I looked up at Freddie who was still deep in sleep. He looked a bit happy. I eyed him up and down until something caught my eye. I bit my lip so hard I felt like I was going to bleed if I bit any harder. My tongue danced behind my teeth as I stared at the sight I never would have believed I would see. My stomach churned as my fingers just wouldn't stay still as they moved up and down my legs. The pain in my stomach caused me to pull my legs to my chest as I stared directly at an arrow. It was in the middle of his body and it was the only thing pointing upwards. My eyes were drawn to it as I stared at it unable to falter my gaze. The wetness gripped me so tightly I felt almost unable to hold myself together. My tongue had stopped its dancing behind my teeth and stood motionless. My breath had become slow and meaningful pants as I watched. In only a fraction of a second, I stared at his face as a smile rose to him. I saw him bite his lip as he still kept dreaming. I tried to blink but I don't think my eyes would stand to be away from the object that lay before us.

My throat closed and I held my breath as I watched Freddie begin to do something. I looked quickly at the door to make sure no one was going to come inside. I stared at the door for a couple of seconds when I heard something that shattered my world. Moans… low moans… my eyes widened and my head slowly turned back to the boy that dreamt away. I took a deep gulp as I stared at the arrow. My bite got harsher and my fingers got curious. My hands had let go of my legs and moved six inches closer to where I didn't want them to go… at least not now… I let out a slow and inaudible breath as I took a deeper one that caused me to gasp for even more air. I saw something slide under his covers. It sneakily and without stopping slid its way down to the arrow like a snake. The moans had gotten louder as I heard a few pronunciations of letters.

"mmm…." I heard uttered from his mouth.

My mind went wild with the event I had been watching. It had darted around, deleting anything that would cause this memory to be forgotten. It moved around so fast that sweat poured from my head. It made the biggest section to store the memory for safe keeping not allowing anything to occupy it within a hundred yards. This memory was going to be special for a long time in my life. Just then the arrow moved upwards… then downwards… upwards again and then downwards very slowly. My eyes stared at this sight so close it made me feel like I was right next to it. Moans that came from the boy got longer and easier to understand.

"Sssss….mmmm" He uttered the letter pronunciations.

I looked closely at the arrow moving up and down and up and down. My right hand had crawled its way close to the place I really didn't want it to go. When it got there, my thoughts shattered and my eyes widened when I realized I got so incredibly wet at the sight of this. Like gravity and love, I had absolutely no control over my body anymore. My right hand had let its individual fingers roam around my body, moving my index finger up and down the wet spot that covered my core. I let out short pants as the arrow kept going up and down. My eyes tingled and my eyelids slowly twitched at the intensity of the moment. Just then, I heard a name escape the boy's lips as the arrow went faster up and down. I couldn't control the intensity of my fingers as my hand went faster up and down as well. I tilted my head to look away but the moans got louder and louder.

"Ssssaaaammmm…" he squirmed. The arrow going so fast up and down the covers couldn't even keep up.

My eyes widened and fixed itself on the arrow. My breath hitched as I saw the sight that will never leave my mind. The arrow went fast as Freddie squirmed even more, almost falling off the bed.

Then his back arched up high, forcing the arrow to go even higher. He screamed his moan.

"SAMMMMM!" he orgasmed in front of me as I heard him scream my name. My eyes widened when I knew I couldn't take anymore. My cheeks went to a fiery red and a smile overcoming my lips as I watched as he fell back down. I put my arms on my shoulder rests to get up when he shot up like a cannon yelling my name again.

"SAM!" I was awestruck and couldn't say a word. My cheeks burned on my face as I stared at him. He turned his face to me as I was his face look incredibly flushed. He heaved slowly while I just stared.

"What…?" I still stared unable to answer his question. I jumped up realizing too much was going through my mind and realizing that if I had the chance I'd fuck him right there. I tried to quickly run out the door but I tripped and hit everything that was even remotely in my path. I crawl ran to the door and quickly opened and closed it. I leaned against the door when I remembered his scream of my name. It echoed through my brain so much that it almost became all I could hear. My smile got wider and my blush got redder as I leaned against the hard surface of the door. My teeth chattered and my legs wobbled and my fingers twitched. I quickly ran to my house realizing exactly what I really desperately wanted to do.

(Present)

And here we are… under my covers… thinking about Freddie ejaculating in his sleep… while I was three feet away. I watched every movement of the covers as he did so. I listened to his moans. I, without control, touched myself as well. I didn't go fast enough for any thing of embarrassing status to slip but I went fast enough that I needed out before I did something I know I would not have regretted. I smiled as the echo repeated in my head…

"SAMMMMM!" he yelled it as he orgasmed. He was dreaming of me… and having sex with me… Not some random girl at school… Not some random girl on television… Me. He dreamt of fucking me and only me, the girl he loves… The surge went through my body when the thought came back to me. Me in that lace clothing dressed like an erotic dancer. Then I remembered the moment I had witnessed. Soon my fingers went to my lips hoping to be licked. But I bit them slightly as the surge radiated and repeated in the lower half of my body. I took a deep breath before my left hand moved downwards to get a sense of how hot and bothered I really was. When it touch a small wet spot, my eyes widened and my teeth bit harder onto my finger. I jumped oout from under my covers and ran to my bedroom door to close and lock it. I leaned up against it as the sound echoed again.

"SAMMMMM!" my head went fuzzy as I held onto my bedroom door knob. I shook my head quickly and went to my dresser to pick out a pair of pajamas with skulls on them. I lay it on the drawer and unfastened my jean pants. As I slid off my jeans, a smell wafted through the air. As it hit me, my eyes twitched and I stopped what I was doing for a moment. I tried to keep going but my arms wouldn't follow my orders. I shook my head again to get some control for a few moments. I quickly told myself. "A few more moments… just a few more moments…" I pulled my skull pj's on and almost stopped breathing as it brushed against my middle. I grabbed the dresser to steady myself, and took a few blocked breaths. My teeth had melted onto my bottom lip locking them together. After I took a deep breath I quickly jumped onto my bed before my body could lose control. As I threw over the blanket over my body, I quickly made sure of three things. My door was locked, no sound could be heard, and my windows were closed and blocked. When the covers jumped over my head, I heard the voice again.

"SAMMMMM!" it made my body shiver and my spine tingle. My arms flew upwards and were immovable for a few seconds. When the shiver and uncontrolableness subsided, I smiled. My teeth bit my lip as I smiled at what I was going to do. I had put this off for too long that it caused something to build up inside of me. I loosened my body up as my arms fell to my sides. For a few seconds my hands lifted up my shirt just above my belly button. My fingers surfed my body as I felt my skin under my fingertips. They had touched my hips first; gliding over them just enough that it gave me goose bumps. My fingers walked their way slowly up my stomach and trailed across my belly. My breath slowed and became very heavy. I held in a breath as I encircled my belly button with a very light touch. It tickled for a few seconds then it gave me tingles on the back of my neck. I lifted my shirt higher as my fingers gave a small touch trailing upwards. The feel felt almost foreign but I knew it was my own fingers. I closed my eyes as I lifted my shirt higher to reveal my ruby red bra. I took my shirt off and threw it out from under my covers. It landed on the side of my bed creating a pile that was soon going to house all the clothes I had on. My right hand moved upwards toward my left breast. It lightly strode over my bra passing over my bra covered nipple several times. I tightly closed my eyes as the feel got excessively more foreign. It almost felt that it was not my hand touching me. I opened my eyes enough to make sure that it was my own. It was… I don't understand how my own touch felt foreign in my eyes. I did the same thing on the other side with my other hand. I tightened my eyes closed as my right hand began to go further. It jumped off my bra and touched my bare flesh. It tickled for just a few moments then sent surges to a part of my body that I wanted to be ignored… at least for now… My left hand went behind my back and unclipped my bra. Soon my hands slowly worked together and with each inch my bra uncovered my hands would touch it ever so lightly, causing the hairs on my body to stand on end. When my entire bra was off, my left hand dropped it into my laundry pile next to my bed. When my hands returned to their positions, they grew bolder. As I was dropping my bra onto the floor, I had been sucking on my right index finger. My senses went haywire as my hand trailed downwards to my breast. When it passed over my nipple, the wetness of my index finger connected and my head jumped up. As the feeling slowly subsided, it did it again and like before it was just as surging. My head flew up, my eyes tightened and my breath held the air. My index finger encircled my nipple so much the nipple tightened like a little pink pencil eraser. My hand again felt foreign to my body as it touched the hard nipple. It squeezed it lightly then grazed it causing me to let out a short but meaningful moan. My head turned to its side as the feeling gripped me tightly. My stomach began to constrict as my finger tightened its grip around my nipple, twisting it ever so slightly. I let out a short gruntish moan as my face scrunched up. Before going any further, I grabbed my breast tightly in my hand. It sent shocks so harsh down to my core that I almost felt like I wasn't going to finish. But I pushed through. My fingers let go of my breast slowly as they dragged their fingers away. My hands slowly, without much speed, moved downwards towards my pajamas. When they passed over my belly button I took a deep breath and held it, and slowly let it out in a listless moan. When my fingers touched the felt of my pajamas they stopped as if I had just touched a third degree burn. My hands teased me as they went further down. They touched my legs lightly before strolling upwards to my inner thighs. The tenderness of my thighs forced a teary moan to escape my pursed lips. My teeth chattered fast and painful as my hands tiptoed upwards from my thighs. My heart beat at two-hundred beats per minute. I almost felt like I had waited maybe a little too long to do this. My fingers teased me even more as they jumped over the altar and back to my stomach. The emptiness of my stomach encompassed my entire body. The desire depleted everything, my mind was empty, my stomach was begging for something, and my heart wanted to be slowed quickly. I gently lifted the elastic of my pajamas before inserting a hand. I touched the panties I had been wearing. I had no idea how wet I was until I felt my panties. They were drenched, soaked… like I had just jumped into the Seattle Lake. I heard a few squishes but then laughed at how wet I was. Was that all me alone, or was most of that what I saw Freddie do? I pulled my hand out and went under my panties, combing their way through the short pubic hairs…(A/N- sorry… just wanted to give you a sense of what she's got…lol-but not really…) I stopped my self before I got too far. I took deep breaths as I leaned my head to look down at what I was about to do. I licked my lips as I looked back upwards with a look of pure terror on my face. There was no reason for it, but after the day I had I think I wanted to be safe. After a while, my hands got numb and my touch felt foreign once more. I tightened my eyes as I lowered my hands closer to the place that I had ignored for too long. As soon as my fingers passed by the small little nub, my back arched and my head went back to earlier in the day. I watched as that arrow went up and down, up… and down… I bit my lip and began to think of that dreaming boy. My fingers lowered as I touched the outer lips causing a sensation to grab my throat. My index finger extended itself, and starting at the bottom dragged itself upwards causing my arms to relax and tense simultaneously. I tightened my eyes and I remembered the arrow again. My fingers prepared themselves. As the arrow went up, my middle finger stood at the entrance. When the arrow went down, my finger pushed inside at the same speed as the arrow. I grunted with a tight look on my face. My finger went in so easily, it scared me.

I gave out a long, low, inaudible moan, "fffreeeddddieeee…."

My body tensed around my finger. The wetness of my private place transferred itself onto my hand. As the arrow went up, my finger went out. As the figure went down, my finger went in. My body stayed in tune with the thought I had. I let out moans of Freddie's name as I went in. I grabbed my pajamas with my free hand tightly as my finger continued to go in. Soon enough, the echo returned.

"Ssssaaaammmm…" it echoed as my fingers matched the movements he had made. With every insert, my body tensed and my throat let out his name in a moan. Soon the arrow sped up. My fingers did the same as my stomach got emptier and my heart beat faster. Every movement I made, my hand tightened its grip on my pajamas and my other hand got even more drenched than before. The arrow sped up again and my fingers were happy to speed up. When the movement sped up, I let out even more moans with Freddie's name even louder than before. Soon it got so loud I had to bite my lip to keep it from being uttered anymore. My face scrunched up when the arrow's speed reached it max. During this time, there wasn't a full second that I did not scream out Freddie's name. My hand was drenched in the wetness that was beneath my pajamas and my other hand was hurting for gripping my pajamas so tightly. My toes tightened as I sped up even fast than how fast the arrow was moving. I felt my back arch as the thought ran through my head.

"SAMMMMM!" he had yelled in my head.

"FREDDIEEEE!" I had yelled in my bed. I orgasmed, as I plunged my fingers even further, and even deeper into myself. I screamed his name again, but this time just a little lower.

I lowered my back as I still pushed my fingers into myself forcing the moment to linger a little further. Soon it began to hurt because my lips were so tender. I began to tear up as I saw the boy I loved come down off his high. I slipped my finger out in a pop causing me to seethe in pain. I slipped my hand out from under my pajamas and brought it to my mouth. I took one lick of my middle finger and closed my eyes as the intoxicating smell of sex burned into my nostrils. I lay under my covers, half naked, marinating in the smell and juices that were pouring out from me. The smell got me so hot and bothered; I almost couldn't even stop my eyes from twitching. I sucked on my middle finger for five minutes before a sound came to me from the other side of my covers. My pearphone was sitting on my dresser, singing a tune I began to laugh at.

-Let's get these teen hearts beating FASTER, FASTER—

-So testosterone boys and harlequin girls—

-Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?—

I laughed to myself as I threw off my covers knowing full well who had called me. As I picked up the phone, I listened to their voice as I tried not to get turned on by the way they said my name, the name that echoed in my mind every time I heard this person's voice or even thought about this person.

"SAMMMMM!" my nipples hardened as I wrapped my arm around myself feeling a bit embarrassed. It was Freddie on the other side of the phone call. If only he had knew what I had just done with the thought of him in my head. I licked my lips as I listened to what he said. He sounded a bit sad as I listened.

"I'm sorry for what you saw… I hope I didn't embarrass you… I wanted to apologize. I kind of want to see you again…" His voice broke my heart with every word. "I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me…" I almost cried. "If not… its fine… you don't still have to be my girlfriend… well talk to you later…bye…" I couldn't say anything… I was frozen… I dropped the phone and fell to my knees. I began to cry at the sound of how incredibly heartbreaking his words felt.

Why didn't you say anything… now he feels like he hurt you… damn it… you should have said something…we got to make it up to him... I thought to myself. "Hey… Carly doesn't know he's in the hospital. Damn… I should have called them… That'll perk him up right? How can it not when she's around? Even I find myself strangely happy when she around. Yepp that's what I'm gunna do."

I pulled off all my clothes and threw them into the pile next to my bed. I told you it would soon house all my clothes. I laughed to myself. I looked at myself in my mirror and felt strangely happy. Though there was one thing that bothered me… I was happy… that I was staring at myself… completely nude… I shook my head in embarrassment and grabbed rifled through my underwear drawer to find a pair of black lace panties. Quickly putting them on I looked through my pants drawer and found a pair of tight black elastic pajamas that hug to every curve of my legs. I pulled out a nice jean skirt and pulled it over my "huggly" pajamas. I smiled and laughed. I grabbed out a belt with yellow and black studs and wrapped it around a random place on my skirt. I looked into my bra drawer and found nothing that looked good in the outfit I was wearing. I closed the drawer then walked to my closet. And sitting next to the door in its glass case, (yes I'm like that.) was my black and red polka dotted lace bra. I put it on and realized I needed a shirt. I walked around my small closet and found the cutest purple t shirt with skulls on it wearing a red bow above their heads. I ripped it off its hangar and put it on. I stared at myself in the mirror and found that my outfit just was not finished; I needed one thing to put it over the top. I looked around my room and remembered exactly where I put them. I got to my knees and looked under my bed and found my small shoe box. I put it on my bed and opened it, and found a picture of me lying on Freddie on the couch. I was sleeping in the picture. I held it here because it was a cherished memory, I brought it to my chest and squealed at the incredibly lovingness of the picture. (A/N- if you wanted to know why I put that picture in the box, think of Sam as a Seddie lover and she just saw a picture of Seddie love… the squeal of a Seddie lover when they see a picture of pure Seddie is how she felt when she saw that picture) I put the picture back in the box and moved around things inside the box. I moved my diary and a pair of handcuffs that Freddie had put on me that one time he handcuffed me to Gibby. The handcuffs brought a thought that almost made me stop in my tracks and repeat what I had done less than ten minutes ago. "Later..." I said to myself and I shook the thought away. When I moved the handcuffs out of the way I found exactly what I was looking for.

A pair of purple lace gloves with very small sparkles on it.

(A/N- yes she has a lot of lingerie… all bought at her favorite place to buy them… Spencer Gifts… noo…. Build-A-Bra… noo… yeppp Spencers Gifts…)

I put the gloves on and got back up after returning my box back under my bed. As I straightened my gloves as I stood in front of the mirror, I smiled at how incredibly sexy I felt wearing the sexiest lingerie money could buy. I almost felt like I was being felt up by smoothness. I licked my lips at the thought of the idea. I looked at myself in the mirror and did some sexy poses. "I wonder if Freddie would like this…?" I turned around and leaned forward showing off my ass. The entirety of the situation began to get me turned on so I quickly stopped. I grabbed my brush and brushed my hair for about five minutes before leaving for Carly's.

I skipped for her house when the thought echoed again, but this time the thought went further than what I had seen.

I was standing in front of my mirror, bent over staring straight at myself. My arms were against the sides of the mirror. Just then someone came from the darkness and grabbed my hips. The thought gripped me tightly as I stopped skipping and bit my finger. I looked at what I was wearing and saw I was wearing a bra and my panties were around my ankles. The dark person in the mirror was also wearing nothing. He gripped my hips and thrust. The fell against the wall as a feeling between my legs pulsated. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed my face was scrunched. With every push, a sound escaped and it felt my teeth giving a "fsss…" My right hand was on his as he pushed again, this time my head fell upon the mirror. My hand shook on top of his. My body was failing me. I fell to the floor against the building as my teeth chewed on my finger. I looked back and began to cry as I saw such love and lust in his eyes. I smiled in a way that was understandable and cried in a way I couldn't give reason for. He pushed once more and a name escaped each of our mouths…

"SAMMMMM!"

And "FREDDIEEEE!"

-Break-Break-

A/N- I hope you enjoyed this incredibly teasing Seddie Smut… though I gave you some Sex between them it was only their sexual fantasies…

Freddie had a wet dream… while Sam masturbated about Freddie ejaculating screaming her name… which I TOTALLY had soooo much fun writing about…

I'm such a Sam lover it's not even funny… I write Sam POV's longer than my Freddie POV's

BECAUSE SAM IS SEXY AND AWESOME!

I did not intend on ending this chapter with a rapish type session between Freddie and Sam but hey I wanted to have that slow lean out of the chapter…

I am twitching over how sexy and incredibly intimate SPOV was… Hopefully this makes you happy as it did me (happy meaning sexually frustrated)… next chapter will be pretty boring… but will have DRAMA! Drama…

Sam hassss soooooo much lingerie… I am soo happy about it… wanted to give her this incredibly sexual side that no one knows… I'm a virgin so don't criticize me on how incredibly unreal Sam's masturbation scene was…

Review if you enjoyed my Seddie smut… because there is more on the way… in a couple of chapters… please tell me it got you hot and bothered and I'll totally give you a bunch of special cookies… I wanted her sexual episode to be sensual so I tried not to use any degrading words that felt very unintimate… like cock or vagina or pussy… because those kind of words are grown up words that don't fit into a sensual story like this… some of what she was wearing I got from Fall Out Boy's Grand Theft Autumn Video when the guy videotapes her getting dressed…(sexy…)

So yea… Review and the next chapter will be up soon…

Next chapter- "Today's the day we drop out…"