This is just a little drabble about Sam/Jules relationship. I'm huge fan of them as a couple and I may continue this on for longer. Let me know what you think and whether I should continue on after this.
Once Sam and Jules were fully awake and could stop themselves from another teenage-like makeout session, they got up from the sofa and while Sam took a shower, Jules went to make some breakfast for the two of them. Her specialties were mango smoothies, but she wasn't sure if Sam would like them. Finally, she decided to try it. If he didn't like it, she could laugh over his reaction.
When he came into the kitchen, she was putting ingredients into the blender. "You're cooking again?" he laughed. "You're a regular Martha Stewart!"
"They're full of protein!" Jules insisted. "And they're my specialty. You'll love them."
"I'll bet I will." Sam walked over to Jules and put his arms around her waist. She shook him off, pretending to be irritated.
"Hmph!" Determined to get the said smoothies finished, she hit the button on the blender. Just one little problem—the lid wasn't on.
Smoothie splattered all over the kitchen and covered Sam and Jules. At least every surface had some trace of the smoothie on it.
"Turn the blender off!" Sam exclaimed, reaching for the button himself.
Jules managed to turn off the machine, and then she glanced around her kitchen, now covered with sticky protein mango smoothie. "What a mess!" she groaned, wiping some of the liquid off her face.
Sam, unable to hold it in any longer, began laughing hysterically. Jules was covered in the smoothie and she looked so distressed that he couldn't help it.
"What the hell is so funny?" she demanded to know, whirling around anxiously.
"You look so cute, covered in orange goo!" he told her, pulling her close.
"Sam!" Jules whimpered. "My kitchen is covered in smoothie! I've got to clean it up."
"In a minute," Sam whispered, leaning in towards her face.
"But I hav—her words were cut short when his lips claimed hers and she couldn't help it; she melted against him, clutching at his grey undershirt desperately. It was so easy to forget everything else when he was kissing her.
Moving slowly, Sam backed Jules up against the counter and lifted her up onto it, making it easier for him to kiss her. This was another deep, heated, full-mouth kiss. Jules hadn't ever really experienced this—it was all very new for her.
Breaking away to get some air, Sam grinned at Jules. "You're right—you're smoothies are good!"