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Room 223, Sunday Early Evening

Natalie was actually pretty proud of herself, for walking away from the brunch like she had. Not getting along with one of your boyfriend's friends wasn't a reason to be proud, of course, but she'd stayed cool and not let herself get drawn into any kind of a bitchy cat fight with Brid. She felt she deserved some credit for that.

Of course, that meant she ended up spending a considerable portion of the day on her own, but that was fine. She'd had laundry to do, anyway, and a book she'd read only halfway through, not to mention things for the impending move. She'd been fine. Even now, she was rearranging stuff in her desk drawers in a way that would make them easy to move to another room in a few days.

And maybe wondering whether Brid was off the island yet. But she'd tell no one about that.

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Well, there was a time and place for romance, anyway. And maybe this was rather a place for Natalie to be beckoning him closer while she stayed still for the moment, watching him, and doing her best to project lust and want at him.

Yeah, he could feel all that lust and want hitting him and it was making him harder if anything. He dropped a kiss against her thigh and stomach as he crawled closer to her. See, he might not have been moving earlier but he'd move now at the very least.

And he'd be moving later too, if Natalie had anything to say about it. And let's face it, she probably did.

She sighed at the kisses, and bit her lip as she gave him a little wave with the condom. He should do something about that.

"Are you waving at me with a condom?" Sam asked, reaching to pluck that condom from her fingers so he could rip it open and go about sliding it on his cock. "Someone's eager."

Like he wasn't.

Natalie responded to that with an amused raise of her eyebrow and a significant glance downwards at the evidence that he was eager, too.

It was a slightly more lingering look than she'd meant originally. Oh well.

"You know I can't help that," he murmured, shivering a bit at just how sensitive he was feeling when he rolled the condom on his cock. It didn't take long though before he was hovering over her, giving her a dark, intense look.

He licked his lips again, oh yes.

Natalie swallowed. "You look like you're about to devour me," she murmured. And she looked like she didn't mind being looked at like that.

She was parting her legs further for him.

"And you look like you want that," Sam said, taking his cock in his hand so he could slip closer and...stop just before pushing in. Well, he pushed the head of his cock just the tiniest bit inside of her and stayed there, deciding she was getting paid back for the torture of last time.

Of course, this was pretty torturous for him too but still.

"How are you now?"

Natalie... kind of choked on air for a second there.

Wow, that was so dignified.

"I've been better," she decided, trying to resist the urge to push her hips up against him. Breathing a little more heavily than she had just a moment ago, eyes fixed on his.

"Don't choke," he said and pushed himself further in, taking his time because he knew once he was inside her, it was gonna be quick and hard and intense. He couldn't help himself. She was lucky he hadn't driven himself all the way into her in one go right then and there.

As it was, it took him a few moments to push himself into completely and then it took him a second not to lose it when he felt her warm and wet around him.

Natalie was cool with taking a moment right there. She used it for a couple of deep, controlled breaths, knowing she wasn't going to be controlling much of anything in the next few moments.

The feeling was already intense and she kind of desperately wanted him to move.

"Not choking."

"Don't lie or I won't move," he said even if he knew it was a false threat. He'd definitely be moving soon. "You choked."

He reached a hand up to brace against the wall behind her bed. That'd give him some good leverage in just a moment.

"I said I'm not choking," Natalie pointed out. While having to focus far too much on keeping her voice even. "Not that I didn't choke."

It was pointless to claim she hadn't. Especially when he was doing clearly leverage related things and she just wanted him to move.

In fact, she squirmed just a little underneath him just to drive that point home. It also made her gasp.

She didn't need to worry because he was going to start moving right about...

...now. He pulled his hips back, nearly pulling out of her before rocking forward and sliding back in as deep as he could go all in one fast, smooth stroke. He wanted that to be the pace, the rhythm and tone of the whole thing. He started rocking a little quicker, a little more eagerly.

Hopefully she wouldn't mind.

She didn't mind it at all. At all. She didn't have any complaints. She moaned, though, but not in a complaining kind of way. More like a 'oh God this pleasure is intense' kind of way, which was far better.

One of her hands found his shoulder and gripped it tightly, while the other trailed down to his side. So, those were probably going to be places with nail marks later on.

He could deal with her nail marks. He really, really could. Right now, it encouraged him, made him pick up speed so he was driving into her hard and rough, uncaring about leaving marks on her or making her slightly store. They could both deal.

The hand he had on the wall made it easier to change eagles, made it easier to vary his thrusts from hard and deep to hard and shallow and back again.

They could definitely both deal, and that was good because Natalie's nails were seriously digging into his skin right about now, sharp and hard.

It was just that kind of a moment. She was panting and moaning too, a little louder than she tended to be. Maybe it was another weird way to assert possession, remind him whose he was and who was his. Or maybe she was really just that out of control. Maybe both. All she really knew was that this felt amazing, and that it probably wouldn't last very long.

She was looking up at him, but her vision was a little blurry around the edges.

Yeah, Sam didn't think it was gonna last long at all. He moved his other hand to the wall behind her bed, putting him in a more upright position and giving him leverage to really drive into her hard and deep. It was a good angle, one that was making him sweat and grit his teeth with exertion and with holding out until he was completely ready to come and that wasn't right now.

Soon, though. Very, very soon because he could hear those moans in his ear and he could feel her tight around him and that wasn't gonna make him last long at all.

Soon, yes. Very soon. Natalie was writhing underneath him, clawing and gripping at his shoulder and his side, moaning and gasping, sometimes his name but mostly just incoherent sounds of pleasure.

And then 'soon' turned into 'now'.

"Oh, I –– I'm ––"

Well, that dissolved into a strained moan but he probably got the gist of it. If not from her words, then from the way her body suddenly arched up against his, or maybe from the emotional, euphoric side of things.

Because going by any sense, she was coming hard.

And feeling her both physically and mentally and emotionally meant Sam lost control right about then. It was overwhelming in the best way and he couldn't stop the roughness with which is hips slammed into her on his last thrust. He was pretty sure he moaned or shouted or something but he wouldn't remember it later. He was too busy holding himself up with his hands against the wall before he crumpled down on top of her.

His orgasm seemed to slice through him, making him tremble and tingle and feel amazing but also spent all at once. He panted and tried not to fall over just yet.

Natalie would've been fine with him crumbling down, honest. Her hands were still gripping him. She'd... catch him, or something. Maybe she was pulling him down.

Mostly she was panting and feeling amazing.

Well, if she was going to pull him down, he was gonna go down and collapse on top of her. He was still breathing pretty roughly against her neck and shoulder but he was starting to slowly, slowly calm down after all of that.

It was going to take a while to fully calm down, Natalie would give him that. She nuzzled his shoulder and smiled in a decidedly groggy manner to herself.

Still trying to catch her breath. "And in a few days," she murmured, "that'll be available far more often."

"Yeah?" He sighed and stayed close to her because there was no need to do anything but stay right there. "Can't wait."

Natalie knew there was going to be need to at least get clothed soonish, because it was evening and her roommate didn't need to see his bare ass on one of their last days of rooming together.

But not right now, not yet. She wouldn't have let him move even if he'd tried to. She just chuckled quietly at his words and fell quiet, content.

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