Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. But I do own a twisted imagination, and an obsessive personality.
A/N: Yay! Longer! Hotter! Oh, teh hotness! Yes, teh.
"This is weird." Carly blurted out, switching off the television.
Sam snorted. "Yeah, no chiz. You keep staring at me. See something you like?" She fluttered her eyelashes at Carly.
Carly frowned, "That's the problem. I do."
Sam's brow furrowed, "Uh, how is that a problem?"
Carly's mouth worked, her fingers toying with an invisible thread on her pants. "Because you're Sam." She looked up at Sam, "It's... it's weird."
Sam's face tightened, a hurt expression crossing it. "How is it weird?"
Carly shrugged, looking away. "It's... you're my best friend. And it's like I'm seeing you for the first time, and I'm like, 'Oh, that chick's hot' and then I'm like, 'um, that's Sam, you shouldn't wanna do bad things to her'."
A little smile crossed Sam's face, "You wanna do bad things to me?"
"Sam! Focus!"
Sam shook her head. "Right... so. Yeah, I don't get it."
Carly sighed heavily, moving closer to Sam on the couch. "It's just... you've been my best friend for so long. I never really... y'know, looked at you that way before. And... it's like, I'm noticing all these little things about you that didn't matter before. It's driving me crazy!" Carly rubbed her temples furiously before looking curiously at Sam, "I mean, don't you notice it too?"
Sam's mouth twisted, her head tilting so that her blonde hair shadowed her face. Carly's face fell, "You haven't." Sam shrugged, turning away a little. "I guess I did... at the start." Her eyes flicked to Carly's face.
Carly frowned, confused, "Um, Sam... this is the start."
Sam exhaled heavily, running a hand through her blonde curls. She chewed her lip. "Maybe for you." Her voice was quiet, serious and Carly's face went blank, before understanding ran across it.
"You mean...?"
Sam nodded, her eyes creeping to meet Carly's.
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"It's like you said. This is the start for you, you didn't... you didn't think of me like that. And I wasn't sure... I thought maybe it would go away."
Carly took Sam's hand, rubbing it lightly with her own. "But it didn't?"
Sam smiled, "What do ya think?" Her face perked up, hand tightening on Carly's. "And Mama don't make moves."
Carly giggled, "Sam, sometimes it's okay to make moves!"
A smirk spread across Sam's face. "Like now?"
Carly nodded, her face mock-serious, "Like now." Her face moved closer to Sam's, her lips parting slightly.
"But... what about the weirdness?" Sam's hand crept to Carly's face, cupping her cheek. Carly leaned closer, her breath feathering Sam's face. Her lips brushed Sam's lightly, the blonde leaning into the kiss, disappointed when Carly pulled back.
"I'll get over it." Carly moved her lips back to Sam, capturing the girl in a deep kiss.
"Those bad things... what were they?" Sam gasped between a series of light teasing kisses.
Carly smiled enigmatically, "Oh, you'll find out."
"Holy chiz." Sam managed to moan before Carly's lips found her own again. Carly slipped a hand around the smaller girl's waist, pulling them closer together. The kisses started light, quick, growing in intensity as both girls grasped each other tighter. Carly ran her tongue along Sam's bottom lip, seeking entrance, the first time she had done so with Sam. Sam's lips parted further, Carly touching her tongue to Sam's. The blonde moaned into Carly's mouth, the brunette pulling back with an amused expression. Sam's breathing was heavy, her face flushed, a questioning look on her face. "What? What is it?"
Carly shook her head, smiling. "You're really turned on aren't you?"
Sam grinned, "Uh, yeah!" Her face grew worried, "Why, aren't you? Am I doing something wrong?"
Carly stroked the girl's arm reassuringly, "No, you're not." She kissed the still-worried Sam lightly, Sam responding hesitantly, still confused. "No, it's just... you've really never kissed someone before have you?"
Sam snorted, "I've kissed people! There was Fredbag... if you can call him a person. And Pete, there was Pete-"
"I mean KISSED kissed." Interrupted Carly.
Sam's brow furrowed, "Huh?"
Carly gestured vaguely, "You know... made out. Swapped spit, tongue wrestled, played tonsil hockey-"
Sam held up a hand, "Um, yeah, I get it. And so what? It's not my fault all the guys I've kissed were nubs."
Carly giggled, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear, "Sam, it's okay. I'm not judging you!"
Sam relaxed, smiling, "Oh."
"I just don't wanna move too fast for you."
Sam grinned, "Not an issue."
Carly rolled her eyes, smirking, "Oh, so if I were to put my hand HERE,"
Sam made a choking noise, "C-carly?"
"Or HERE,"
Sam gasped, her hand gripping Carly's arm, "Hah, um... maybe- oooookaaay, maybe you have a- hnh, point." Sam let out a long breath, relaxing as Carly moved her hand away. "Not that I didn't like that. 'Cause I did. A lot."
The brunette grinned, giggling, still feeling an echo of Sam's soft skin on her hand. Her giggles died away, "I just don't wanna rush things, y'know?"
Sam nodded, her body tingling from Carly's touches. "Gotcha,"
Carly brushed a curl from Sam's face, letting her fingers linger on the blonde girl's cheek. "'Cause when we have sex, I want us both to be ready."
Sam's eyes went wide with shock, her mouth dropping open, "Ha...uh.. wha? W-when we... what?"
Carly let her hand drift down, running her fingers down the smaller girl's neck, "Aaaw, you've gone all red Sam." The brunette teased, letting her hand brush lightly over Sam's breasts before settling on her waist. Carly glanced at Sam, wanting to see the effect she'd had. She was surprised at the deep pull inside her at the sight of Sam, her blue eyes burning lustfully at Carly, and the mirth on her face disappeared. Sam gripped the front of Carly's shirt, pulling the brunette to her and capturing her full lips in a deep, wanting kiss. Carly's eyebrows darted up as Sam's tongue ran quickly over her bottom lip, before letting the blonde girl in and meeting her eager tongue with her own.
Sam pulled back, breathless, "Wow, when you said you'd get over it, you weren't lying."
Carly shrugged, smiling, "What can I say? I like a little weird."
Sam grinned, laughing, "Oh, so if I put my hand HERE, it wouldn't be weird?"
Carly shook her head, "Sam, it's not gonna work on me, I-"
"Sorry," Sam's hand shifted slightly and she nodded, satisified, grinning at the stunned Carly, "There."
"Oh. I see." Carly jerked as Sam flexed her fingers, "Mmm, um, no... not weird... not- oh. My."
Sam drew her hand back, smirking and opening her mouth to say something. She's silenced by Carly's lips, the brunette dominating the smaller girl, leaning her body over her, an arm looped around Sam's waist.
Sam smiled weakly, her heart thudding in her chest, "Are we ready yet?"
A/N: What do you think? Are they ready? Why don't you leave a review, 'stead of shouting at your computer screen? Now... off to work! Me, that is. You stay there. Jerk.