[ Steve moves to lean over Sam settling himself between his legs. He braces one hand by his head and leaves the other free to start exploring Sam's body.
Of course he's seen Sam naked before. They lived out of each other's pockets for a long time. That didn't always lend itself to privacy. Steve has seen his muscles and admired them. Now he gets to make that admiration personal through touch. ]
I'm enjoying myself. [ He grins before he leans in and kisses Sam. His fingers tease a nipple trying to learn what his partner likes. ] Enjoying you.
[ Oh, here's something to get used to with delight - the way Steve fits on top of him, between his legs. Sam brackets his waist with his own thighs, enjoys the feel of how they're laying right now. HIs own dick feels like a pleasant weight between their bodies for now. And if this is good, then having Steve lean over him, explore him with a grin and a kiss, is just so lovely. Sam can only answer with a smile, his hand moving up and down Steve's sides. ]
Oh yeah? You enjoying me?
[ And the explorations are rewarded. Sam feels strangely skittish, has to focus a lot on relaxing into it - on being more passive, on receiving this attention instead of giving it. But oh, it's so worth it. He's not noisy per se, but he's not shy about letting Steve see and here the effect he's having on Sam, the small shudders and sweet sighs and deeper moans in reaction to his touch, his exploration, his enjoyment of Sam. ]
[ Steve drops his hips to rut his cock against Sam's. He moves slow to savor the feel of it and the pleasure that runs over him each time. ]
Yeah, Sam, I'm enjoying you.
[ He could feel a little self-conscious. A little worried. He's never been with a man before but it's Sam who he trusts and cares for. It helps him stay relaxed, helps him feel bold in exploring Sam's body and moving against him.
Steve keeps stealing kisses. He explores with his mouth too kissing along Sam's neck, shoulders, and what parts of his chest he can reach. Steve doesn't want to go too far because he is really enjoying grinding against Sam. ]
[ Sam arches into it with a soft moan, breath stuttering over a gasp at the end. It's been so long since he got to feel this - and especially long since he was with someone he could take time with, go slow with, Steve's weight is pleasant, the way their cocks rut and grind together sparks pleasure throughout Sam's body. ]
Feels so good, baby...
[ Encouragement, because Steve's doing so well here. Sam wraps an arm around him, stroking his warm skin as they slowly grind together, the other hand gets buried in blonde hair. ]
[ He flushes a little at being called baby but it's not a bad feeling. It's unexpected. Makes him feel a little special.
Steve shifts his weight enough so that he can get a hand around both their cocks and stroke them together. It's a little dry at first so he pulls his hand away and reaches for a little bottle of lube.
He's not completely uneducated about the modern world of sex.
With his hand slick he grabs both their cocks again and this time his hand moves smoothly over their lengths. He grips a little tighter and moans deeply. ]
[ The slick makes it good, real damn good, and Sam tips his head back a little, moaning shamelessly. His hand joins Steve, but doesn't take over. He just feels along Steve's grip, tight in the ways Sam likes and needs right now, enjoys the way Steve's arm flexes on the motions. Then Sam busies himself occupying Steve's mouth, wanting kisses to go along with the pleasure, wants to sigh and moan his approval into the kiss. Sam's sensitive, and doesn't hesitate to let Steve know how good it feels - in the way he trembles and arches his back into the grip, in the way he praises Steve, in the sounds he can't help making. ]
[ There's no objection from Steve to keep kissing while he jerks them off. He dips his tongue in Sam's mouth and then deeper, slower, to taste him. It feels deeply intimate to simply kiss and touch each other like this. To finally be here.
When he pulls his mouth away he trails it up along Sam's jaw. Then he rests his forehead against Sam's and takes a second to catch his breath. ]
What comes next? [ Steve would get them both off like this but he wants more. ]
[ for a moment, Sam just looks up at Steve, breathing deep, with his deep brown eyes slightly glazed over from the pleasure. But Steve wants more, and excitement trills through Sam, because yes. He has to remind himself that while this is great and he likes it, there IS more, and he wants more, too. Because Steve wants to make love to him, and Sam wants to feel that, wants them to make love to each other.
He licks his lips, tries to find a way to put it that won't be too crude. ]
Do you want me to show you how to open me up for you?
[ Sam sits up a little, takes Steve's hand and guides it lower, between Sam's legs, until both their fingertips brush against Sam's opening, Steve's still slick from jerking them both. ]
[ He might not have done this before but Steve's not an idiot. The basic idea is easy to get.
Steve starts gentle circling his finger around Sam's hole, slow and steady. He's not sure what he's waiting to feel but he pays attention to Sam because Sam will tell him when he's ready.
When he does Steve eases his finger inside him slowly pumping it in and out. Still gentle and careful. His confidence will grow. ]
[ It's been a long time - but some things the body doesn't forget. How to relax into this, for example. Things with Riley had been hurried and rushed out of necessity; not a lot of time to stop being tense. Now they have time, but it's still good that Sam's body never quite forgot how to open to a lover. So he gives Steve a nod and lets him get to it. Trembles a little when a slick finger circles his hole, and then allows his hips to cant into it. Steve will find that reading Sam for this is easy. Eye contact and stuttering breath, small nods and moans. Sam's body is an open book here, easy for Steve to figure out when he needs to go slow and careful, when Sam feels good, when Sam is ready for more.
Sam keeps him close all the way, touches his skin and his face, kisses him, until finally, Sam can't help but ask for more. ]
[ It is nice how open and honest Sam is with his feelings. It's one of Steve's favorite things about him. And he believes it when Sam says he's ready. He still feels tight around Steve's fingers but he believes Sam. ]
Okay, okay. [ Steve licks his lips, his nerves coming back a little bit. ] I've got you.
[ But he takes a moment to get more lube before he positions his cock and slowly starts to ease into Sam. ]
[ Sam believes him. 'I've got you', and Sam... knows it to be true. Knows it to his bones.
They go slow. It's a tight fit, and Sam is honest when he needs Steve to halt and let him adjust for a moment or two before sinking deeper. Because while Sam is impatient and wants to throw himself into this headfirst, he wants this to be oh so very good for both of them, and part of that is making sure there's no scenario in which Steve has to worry about causing discomfort that could be helped.
So they take their time. And when Steve finally bottoms out, fully seated inside of Sam's body, as close as they could possibly be, Sam slumps back for a moment. Allows himself to enjoy how full he feels, how deep he can feel Steve.
[ It is intense. The physical. The emotional. Steve feels a stutter in his heartbeat that he hasn't felt since he got the serum. ]
Sam...
[ Steve rests his forehead against Sam's for a moment to catch his breath and feel everything. How close they are. How real it all is. Years of loneliness but he's finally here. He's here with Sam.
He lightly brushes his lips against Sam's as they both take this moment in. ]
Tell me when you're ready.
[ He'll stay still like this for as long as Sam needs him to. ]
[ A small nod, and then Sam allows himself to just feel this. To enjoy having Steve this close. Warm and pleasantly heavy on top of Sam, skin to skin, filling him. They've been so close for years, and maybe this was always were things were going to end up with them. A long time of allowing the depths of their friendship and affection to deepen until they could slot into place like this.
A few moments pass of them just holding one another, feeling what it's like to be this close physically and emotionally. To enjoy holding and being held.
Sam gets why Steve called it making love, honestly he does. And after a few moments of just enjoying the feeling, he finally nods. ]
[ Steve kisses him before he pushes himself up on his arms. He holds Sam by the hip to keep him steady. Steve's first thrust is slow, careful, very aware of how tight Sam is right now. How he grips Steve cock. It feels incredible.
His next thrust he's starting to chase the pleasure. More importantly to Steve he wants to give pleasure and make Sam feel good. The next thrust is harder. He's still watching Sam closely to make sure it's good but it's damn good to Steve. ]
[ The drag is almost but not quite uncomfortable at first. Just his body getting used to it again, learning how to open to a man making love to him. The slow and careful pace is much appreciated. The second thrust already feels better, and when Steve goes just a touch harder on the third, Sam moans for it. He arches his back a little, angles his hips. Takes the deep strokes into his body like that until he manages to help Steve get the angle just right. Sees stars, squeezes his eyes shut. ]
Right there...
[ And it becomes so easy, then, to meet Steve's thrusts, body tight only in the good ways. His dark skin gleaming in the hotel room's dim light, eyes dark with love and lust alike. Sam's legs easily locked around Steve's hips, taking him, letting Steve chase and give pleasure so beautifully. ]
[ All those years alone. All the guilt. The whole damn world failed. It fades away. The only thing Steve can feel, can think about, is Sam wrapped around him. As he settles into a firm, steady rhythm to make love to him, Steve feels nothing but peace and comfort from being with Sam again.
He presses his hand on Sam's hip, pets his fingers across it for a moment as he gazes down at him. Steve knows what the heavy warmth in his chest means. He knows how he feels. He's also is not going to say it in the middle of sex. After. He'll save it for after. ]
[ It feels shockingly easy to fall into this. To feel Steve moving inside of him, to rock back onto him, sharing in each other's bodies. And Sam, likewise, feels the emotion rise through his chest and into his throat. He has to swallow it down, but kisses those unspoken words onto Steve's lip, open-mouthed and breathless. There is no doubt about how good this feels for him. Sam makes sure Steve understands just how good it all feels.
His hand snakes down between their bodies, Sam grasping his own cock. He feels like he could cum from just having Steve in him, but he's not sure, and he wants to fall over the edge alongside Steve. Just like they fell for one another in lock-step, too. ]
[ Steve makes a small sound of wonder and surprise when Sam touches himself. Okay, he kinda really likes how that looks. How much it means Sam wants him and how good it feels for him to do that. ]
God, Sam... [ He kisses Sam just to somehow get his feelings across.
And then he gets a little lost in the pleasure of it all. Steve grips Sam's hip tighter the closer he gets until it's a little bruising. He buries himself deep as he can inside Sam and comes with a deep moan, biting his lower lip after a second.
As he basks in the feeling he rests his forehead against Sam's to catch his breath. ]
[ Steve gets nothing but encouragement as he loses himself in it. Praise for how good it feels, small moaned 'just like that' interspersed with nothing but sounds of pleasure. Sam loves the strong grip, loves how deep Steve hilts himself as he cums, punching an orgasm out of Sam in turn.
For a while, there's nothing but the sound of their laboured breathing as they hold one another, hands petting over warm skin as they bask together and come down from the high together.
Sam smiles, kissing the shape of it onto Steve's lips. ]
[ It's awhile before Steve draws away. He would love to stay right close to Sam but now they're both sweaty and stick and he's an old fashioned gentleman. ]
I'll be right back. [ He makes the promise with a kiss before he slides out of bed and goes to the bathroom for a damp washcloth.
When he comes back to Sam he's gentle and tender with cleaning him up. It's like he's savoring taking care of him as much as he savored making love with him. ]
[ Sam takes deep breaths while Steve briefly leaves to get a washcloth, just trying to come back into his body. He knew it would be mindblowing just simply on account of how long it'd been, but more than that it takes some effort to stay relaxed now. Because Steve is right that if he gives Sam the space to do so, Sam will give and not allow to be given much in return. It takes effort to relax and let Steve take care of him.
Made easier by the expression in those bright blue eyes while Steve gently cleans him. Sam relaxes by just watching Steve's face. The pink dusting his cheeks, the way his hair is slightly dissheveled because Sam hadn't been able to stop touching it. The way he radiates contentment while cleaning Sam up. No, not just that - while taking care of Sam. ]
[ Steve leans over and kisses Sam lightly to answer his question. ]
Feel great. [ He rests his forehead against Sam's for a few breaths before finishing his clean up. As much as he wants to stay right where he is, he does get up and put the washcloth in the bathroom sink.
Now nothing will distract him from crawling back into bed with Sam and wrapping him up in his arms. He holds him close and nuzzles against his hair. ]
I am exactly where I want to be. The only place I want to be. [ Responsibilities and the rest of the world can wait until tomorrow. Steve is putting it aside for this moment and this man. ]
[ Sam presses close, arms around Steve to make sure they're entwined. Lets Steve hold him, and holds him back. Feels good like this. Like there's nothing in the world beyond this bed and the way they fit together. Like just for this moment at least, nothing needs to exist past what they share, allowing them to just bask in it.
And perhaps Sam tucks his face against Steve's neck for a moment, just breathing him in. ]
Yeah.... I know what you mean.
[ Tomorrow will come, and tomorrow they will have to be more than just Sam and Steve. But Sam has no desire to think of that in this very moment. His mind feels pleasantly mellow, the tension of his shoulders bled away in favour of just existing like this. There's a small part in his mind that wants to start thinking perhaps not of tomorrow but all the things that could follow - from pardons to life and living, all in the context of where they're at with each other right now. But Sam pushes those thoughts away, too. Right now is for enjoying the moment. ]
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Of course he's seen Sam naked before. They lived out of each other's pockets for a long time. That didn't always lend itself to privacy. Steve has seen his muscles and admired them. Now he gets to make that admiration personal through touch. ]
I'm enjoying myself. [ He grins before he leans in and kisses Sam. His fingers tease a nipple trying to learn what his partner likes. ] Enjoying you.
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Oh yeah? You enjoying me?
[ And the explorations are rewarded. Sam feels strangely skittish, has to focus a lot on relaxing into it - on being more passive, on receiving this attention instead of giving it. But oh, it's so worth it. He's not noisy per se, but he's not shy about letting Steve see and here the effect he's having on Sam, the small shudders and sweet sighs and deeper moans in reaction to his touch, his exploration, his enjoyment of Sam. ]
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Yeah, Sam, I'm enjoying you.
[ He could feel a little self-conscious. A little worried. He's never been with a man before but it's Sam who he trusts and cares for. It helps him stay relaxed, helps him feel bold in exploring Sam's body and moving against him.
Steve keeps stealing kisses. He explores with his mouth too kissing along Sam's neck, shoulders, and what parts of his chest he can reach. Steve doesn't want to go too far because he is really enjoying grinding against Sam. ]
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Feels so good, baby...
[ Encouragement, because Steve's doing so well here. Sam wraps an arm around him, stroking his warm skin as they slowly grind together, the other hand gets buried in blonde hair. ]
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Steve shifts his weight enough so that he can get a hand around both their cocks and stroke them together. It's a little dry at first so he pulls his hand away and reaches for a little bottle of lube.
He's not completely uneducated about the modern world of sex.
With his hand slick he grabs both their cocks again and this time his hand moves smoothly over their lengths. He grips a little tighter and moans deeply. ]
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When he pulls his mouth away he trails it up along Sam's jaw. Then he rests his forehead against Sam's and takes a second to catch his breath. ]
What comes next? [ Steve would get them both off like this but he wants more. ]
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He licks his lips, tries to find a way to put it that won't be too crude. ]
Do you want me to show you how to open me up for you?
[ Sam sits up a little, takes Steve's hand and guides it lower, between Sam's legs, until both their fingertips brush against Sam's opening, Steve's still slick from jerking them both. ]
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[ He might not have done this before but Steve's not an idiot. The basic idea is easy to get.
Steve starts gentle circling his finger around Sam's hole, slow and steady. He's not sure what he's waiting to feel but he pays attention to Sam because Sam will tell him when he's ready.
When he does Steve eases his finger inside him slowly pumping it in and out. Still gentle and careful. His confidence will grow. ]
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Sam keeps him close all the way, touches his skin and his face, kisses him, until finally, Sam can't help but ask for more. ]
I'm good, baby, I'm good... I need you...
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Okay, okay. [ Steve licks his lips, his nerves coming back a little bit. ] I've got you.
[ But he takes a moment to get more lube before he positions his cock and slowly starts to ease into Sam. ]
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They go slow. It's a tight fit, and Sam is honest when he needs Steve to halt and let him adjust for a moment or two before sinking deeper. Because while Sam is impatient and wants to throw himself into this headfirst, he wants this to be oh so very good for both of them, and part of that is making sure there's no scenario in which Steve has to worry about causing discomfort that could be helped.
So they take their time. And when Steve finally bottoms out, fully seated inside of Sam's body, as close as they could possibly be, Sam slumps back for a moment. Allows himself to enjoy how full he feels, how deep he can feel Steve.
Pulls him in for a sweet kiss. ]
Feels so good...
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Sam...
[ Steve rests his forehead against Sam's for a moment to catch his breath and feel everything. How close they are. How real it all is. Years of loneliness but he's finally here. He's here with Sam.
He lightly brushes his lips against Sam's as they both take this moment in. ]
Tell me when you're ready.
[ He'll stay still like this for as long as Sam needs him to. ]
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A few moments pass of them just holding one another, feeling what it's like to be this close physically and emotionally. To enjoy holding and being held.
Sam gets why Steve called it making love, honestly he does. And after a few moments of just enjoying the feeling, he finally nods. ]
I'm ready, Steve.
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[ Steve kisses him before he pushes himself up on his arms. He holds Sam by the hip to keep him steady. Steve's first thrust is slow, careful, very aware of how tight Sam is right now. How he grips Steve cock. It feels incredible.
His next thrust he's starting to chase the pleasure. More importantly to Steve he wants to give pleasure and make Sam feel good. The next thrust is harder. He's still watching Sam closely to make sure it's good but it's damn good to Steve. ]
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Right there...
[ And it becomes so easy, then, to meet Steve's thrusts, body tight only in the good ways. His dark skin gleaming in the hotel room's dim light, eyes dark with love and lust alike. Sam's legs easily locked around Steve's hips, taking him, letting Steve chase and give pleasure so beautifully. ]
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He presses his hand on Sam's hip, pets his fingers across it for a moment as he gazes down at him. Steve knows what the heavy warmth in his chest means. He knows how he feels. He's also is not going to say it in the middle of sex. After. He'll save it for after. ]
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His hand snakes down between their bodies, Sam grasping his own cock. He feels like he could cum from just having Steve in him, but he's not sure, and he wants to fall over the edge alongside Steve. Just like they fell for one another in lock-step, too. ]
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God, Sam... [ He kisses Sam just to somehow get his feelings across.
And then he gets a little lost in the pleasure of it all. Steve grips Sam's hip tighter the closer he gets until it's a little bruising. He buries himself deep as he can inside Sam and comes with a deep moan, biting his lower lip after a second.
As he basks in the feeling he rests his forehead against Sam's to catch his breath. ]
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For a while, there's nothing but the sound of their laboured breathing as they hold one another, hands petting over warm skin as they bask together and come down from the high together.
Sam smiles, kissing the shape of it onto Steve's lips. ]
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I'll be right back. [ He makes the promise with a kiss before he slides out of bed and goes to the bathroom for a damp washcloth.
When he comes back to Sam he's gentle and tender with cleaning him up. It's like he's savoring taking care of him as much as he savored making love with him. ]
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Made easier by the expression in those bright blue eyes while Steve gently cleans him. Sam relaxes by just watching Steve's face. The pink dusting his cheeks, the way his hair is slightly dissheveled because Sam hadn't been able to stop touching it. The way he radiates contentment while cleaning Sam up. No, not just that - while taking care of Sam. ]
How are you feeling, baby?
[ Asked with a gentle touch to Steve's cheek. ]
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Feel great. [ He rests his forehead against Sam's for a few breaths before finishing his clean up. As much as he wants to stay right where he is, he does get up and put the washcloth in the bathroom sink.
Now nothing will distract him from crawling back into bed with Sam and wrapping him up in his arms. He holds him close and nuzzles against his hair. ]
I am exactly where I want to be. The only place I want to be. [ Responsibilities and the rest of the world can wait until tomorrow. Steve is putting it aside for this moment and this man. ]
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And perhaps Sam tucks his face against Steve's neck for a moment, just breathing him in. ]
Yeah.... I know what you mean.
[ Tomorrow will come, and tomorrow they will have to be more than just Sam and Steve. But Sam has no desire to think of that in this very moment. His mind feels pleasantly mellow, the tension of his shoulders bled away in favour of just existing like this. There's a small part in his mind that wants to start thinking perhaps not of tomorrow but all the things that could follow - from pardons to life and living, all in the context of where they're at with each other right now. But Sam pushes those thoughts away, too. Right now is for enjoying the moment. ]
You and me, hm?