You guys are wonderful! Thank you so much for all the favorites/story alerts/reviews! This is the first real lemon I've written so I'm sort of nervous about posting it, but here you go anyways.
Oh, and I don't know if I ever specified this anywhere but the summary, but this is a twoshot. So this is the final part, Part 2! Enjoy!
Sam straddled Freddie into the plastic door as his lips went to her earlobe, softly tugging on it with his teeth. He maneuvered her around the sink as she arched her back, grinding her hips against his. Freddie groaned into her mouth which triggered a smaller, sexier moan to escape her lips. She grinned throughout the kiss, softly pulling away for a second just to raise an eyebrow and let herself completely take in what was going on. She smiled before taking a sharp breath and crashing her own lips against his once again.
Freddie bit the edge of her bottom lip and she quietly moaned, moving her hand to his neck to push them closer. Her hands dipped under his shirt to explore his chest, furiously gripping on any piece of naked flesh she could find. Sam tried hard not to moan as he deepened the kiss, his tongue feverously exploring her mouth. Her nails eagerly scraped his back as he tried his best not to let out a throatily groan. Sam smiled against his swollen lips, realizing how happy she was.
It dawned on both of them how much they wanted this. How much they needed this. It had been months of nothing; no contact at all, let alone anything psychical. The fact that they were now making out in a crammed airplane bathroom was overwhelming, but also insanely relieving. Freddie's eyes cracked open when he realized this, quickly pulling away. Sam narrowed her eyes at him in response, pissed at the current lack of contact.
His voice came out breathy and insecure as he pulled her closer to him, whispering onto her lips. "I'm so glad..." He panted, clenching his hands around her firm ass. "I'm just so glad we're finally..." He mumbled, taking her hand in his. "I love you, Sam."
Sam tried to bite her grin back as she looked at him, her eyes gleaming. "I love you, too." She said sweetly before grabbing his collar and flashing a sly smile at him. "Now..." She murmured in a sultry voice. "On with the show."
In one swift movement he had pushed her against the wall, his lips eagerly attacking her neck. His teeth nipped at her sweet spot and she groaned, tightening her arms around him. She arched her back over the sink and pushed her abdominal onto his growing hardness. She had to use every bit of self control she had not to let out a loud moan, because this really turned her on.
Freddie felt a rush of blood between his legs as he circled his tongue over her collar bone. His hands made their way down her body and he took a few moments to run them over her chest, admiring her creamy white breasts as they spilled out of her shirt. Sam straddled him and pushed him farther onto the counter, both of them toppling on the edge of the sink. She fiddled with the hem of his shirt, softly pulling it up as he raised his arms to allow access and discarding it in the sink. She took this as an opportunity to run her hands over his abs, drawing hard circles over him and grumbling as his tongue explored her mouth.
"Mmm, Frederly." Sam moaned, her eyes widening as Freddie kneaded her breasts. He could already make out her hardened nipples through her shirt, turning him on even more. "This is so hot." She grinned, giving him his cue to lift her shirt over her head, her large breasts pooling out of her bra. Freddie hesitantly moved one hand to her chest, softly rubbing down to her breasts. He squeezed her and a loud moan escaped from her lips.
Sam paused for a second to meet his eyes, her teeth tugging on her swollen bottom lip. "Jesus, Freddie." Was all she could get out until his mouth met her nipple, his other hand massaging her breast. Freddie swirled his tongue around her nipple and she arched her back, stiffing a moan. She moved so far back to allow him access that she whacked her head on the wall behind her. Sam groaned and moved her hand to her head, but the pain was quickly covered up with pleasure. Freddie's mouth stayed attached to her nipple as his fingers trailed down her stomach, coming in contact with her zipper. She gasped as she felt him there, gripping his wrist and pushing his hand closer.
"Baby..." She grumbled as he reached for her panties, pressing one lone finger against her. "Don't...stop."
He grinned, lifting his head from her breast so he could look her in the eyes. "Wasn't planning on it."
Sam was far too turned on to respond. She just jerked her body toward his finger and moaned loudly, but was cut off by his lips eagerly crashing on her own, attempting to muffle her overpowering groans.
He quickly pushed the unwanted garment down and let one finger slowly graze over her clit, receiving a small whimper from her. Sam bit her lip, trying hard not to scream from the undying pleasure she was currently feeling, grinding against his hand. She was once again silenced by his lips as he crushed them together.
Sam tried hard not to groan throughout the kiss as he entered one finger inside of her. She buckled her hips against him, trying her hardest not to squirm into the protruding walls around her. "Ughh..." She moaned, gripping his neck as he added another finger to the mix.
Freddie peeled his lips off hers and softly kissed down her stomach, increasing the speed his fingers go in and out of her, her hips rocking in the same rhythm. He trailed kisses to her stomach, stopping at her belly button and unexpectedly pressing his tongue inside of it. Sam squirmed against the sink, creating a few loud banging sounds as she did so. She couldn't be bothered to care anymore, so she just let the pleasure wash over her as she tried not to let everyone on the plane know what they were doing. He kissed to her waistline, pausing for a moment before slowly decreasing the speed and stopping completely. Sam whimpered at the lack of contact, her hips still buckling.
Their eyes met for a moment before he dipped his head down between her legs. Sam nearly yelled at the sudden gesture, her hands immediately grasping the back of his head, shoving his tongue deeper inside her. She felt his throbbing manhood against her calve as his tongue explored her. He started out at a slow, easy pace. His tongue swirled inside of her as she buckled her hips against it, her voice coming out in a soft whimper. "Freddie..." She mumbled, pushing them closer together. "Faster."
He responded to her begging by twisting his tongue in and out of her. She had to grip the edge of the sink to keep her knees from giving in. What she was feeling was almost unbearable, in a completely wonderful way. Sure, they'd done these things before, but never like this. And the fact that anyone could just come knocking on the door any minute now? That was even more of a turn on.
You know how everything's funnier when you're not supposed to laugh? Yeah, that's exactly what this is.
Sam could hardly stand, she just used her hand to push Freddie's tongue deeper inside of her, her teeth clamping down on her lip as she felt her orgasm approach. "Mmmm...Freddie...Don't st-" Her words came to a halt as he abruptly pulled his tongue out of her and grinned, slowly coming back to eye level with her. One finger stayed between her legs, toying with her clit. Sam moaned against his mouth, desperate for his tongue back inside her.
He pushed his lips to hers once again, roughly biting his way inside her mouth and eagerly fighting with her tongue. "Ugh-" Sam mumbled through breaths of air. "Why did you" Before she could finish her sentence their lips had crashed together once again, his tongue begging for entrance. She rejected him, though, quickly pulling away, a stern look in her eyes. "stop?"
Freddie just had to give her a sly smile and her thumbs were already attached to his belt loops, not wasting any time in pulling his jeans off. She skimmed her fingers over his manhood and he shuddered, his eyes meeting hers. They kept their eyes locked even as she pulled his boxers to the ground and gave him a tiny nod, letting him know that she was ready for this.
Really fucking ready for this.
She attempted to spread her legs for him, positioning one against the counter and the other a few mere inches away. Freddie nodded for a second before slipping the condom over himself, receiving a small snicker from Sam in return. She smiled as they aligned their bodies together. His eyes gleamed with desire as he slowly pushed into her, watching her eyes widen as it happened. His nails dug into her back as he pushed all of himself inside of her. Sam almost completely lost it, several small moans escaping out of her mouth at once. He pushed out of her quickly and then back in, their hips rocking in sync. Somewhere in the back of his mind Freddie was aware of all the noise they were making, probably shaking the entire back of the plane; but right now none of that mattered.
How could he when he's looking at Sam like this? Sam; who has chunks of black makeup collected under her eyes and messy blond curls spread out on her sweaty back. Nothing else mattered as he pushed himself in and out of her, crashing their lips together to muffle their desperate moans. He couldn't help but grin as he watched her rock back and forward onto him, getting far too turned on. He raised one eyebrow at her before plunging into her one last time, eagerly pushing their lips together, using each other's lips to stop the ongoing moans. He swore to God that they caused the entire plane to rock with the way they pushed back and forth on the walls of the bathroom. He continued on though, knowing what was about to come. His breath hitched in is throat as he came inside her, Sam giving it just as much effort; thrusting towards him.
They stayed silent for a minute, both of their eyes closed as they stood there; naked in an airplane bathroom on the way to New York City. Freddie's hand was clenched on Sam's ass, while hers were wrapped in his now disheveled hair. He softly brought her into an embrace and kissed her forehead, a small chuckle escaping out of his lips. "Jesus, Sam." He said quietly and she opened her eyes, a smile instantly brightening her face.
"That-" She mumbled, resting her head in the crook of his neck and uncomfortably moving her feet on his. "That was amazing."
Now it was Freddie's turn to grin as he kissed her again and wondered how this even happened. All he knew is that he never was gonna lose her again, not even if his life depended on it. "I love you, baby." He said, exhaling and resting his hands on her shoulders.
"I know." She replied happily, slowly retrieving her bra from the floor and snapping it on again. "I love you, too."
"And-" Freddie started, his voice cracking on the word. "I'm sorry."
Sam gave him a perplexed expression as she pulled her jeans and shoes back on. "For?"
"Letting you go."
She just laughed. "It was mut-"
"Shh..." Freddie mumbled, pressing their lips together one last time before he put his clothes back on. "I should have tried to make it work. And I promise, I'm never gonna do it again."
Sam gave him a small smile and a kiss as she popped out of the door, tugging him behind her. She made her way down the isle, noticing how every single pair of eyes on the plane seems to be focused on her and Freddie. She couldn't help but find this unbelievably hilarious as they slid back into her seats and she raised an eyebrow at him, giving him a small shrug. "Think we were that loud?"
He glanced around the corridor before sheepishly nodding back at her, his face turning a crimson red. Sam enjoyed every minute of it, sprawling her legs out in front of her and smiling at the other passengers. She grinned, toying with Freddie's collar. "We should fuck on an airplane more often."
Freddie shrugged as she snuggled up to his chest, a small giggle escaping out of her mouth. "Mama likes forbidden shit."
Ta da! Hope you guys enjoyed part 2! I also hope you enjoyed the fact that I am currently posting this at 2 in the morning. Sleep? What's that?
So anywho, please review! Thanks so much for reading!