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abandoned makeout shack; wednesday evening

So, it was Natalie's first birthday with Sam as her boyfriend and Sam kind of wanted to make that a memorable experience for her. Of course, that had been before this week had come along, leaving everyone wanting to jump everyone else at a moment's notice. Sam went ahead with his plans though. He found his way down to the cabins, picked one and actually started filling it with books, trying to make it resemble a library of some sort. Then, he set up a small table and two chairs, complete with candle in the center.

The food, it was takeout, but it was still hot and Sam was in a suit (different from the one at the dance) that included a vest and that was rocking pinstripes. He'd been going for dinner in a library setting since he knew how much she loved books and while having dinner in an actual library wasn't happening, he had money, he could buy books and then give them all to her if she hadn't read them before. He'd lugged his record player down as well, giving them some softer music playing to add background noise.

Now, it would be a struggle to see if they could get through dinner but Sam would try. And he was currently waiting outside the cabin for Natalie since he'd had her meet him there so he could set up and surprise her.

[For the birthday girl only, please!]

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Sam pushed her underwear down and turned them around, nudging her towards the table because he wanted her up on that and he wanted her up on that table naked. He'd figure out the rest once she got there.

But, he wasn't going to stop kissing her or pulling her closer to his body while turning them around and getting her closer to hopping up on the table.

Good thing Natalie had no trouble following his lead. She could move with him and stay close to him and hop up on that table like he wanted her to. And she even managed to let her hands wander down his body and tug on his pants a little before she did that.

She was very efficient. Or something.

Maybe she was just horny. He knew he was. And everything this week was centered on her and him wanting to just do this with her constantly.

He'd need to remember condoms in a second. He was forgetting those (again) right now. Practicalities were hard when he was so keyed up.

Sam tried to urge her legs around his waist so she could grip him with her thighs. It meant he was gonna end up doing her sitting up right on the table but Sam hoped she didn't mind.

Honestly? Natalie was fine with just about anything at this point. Her legs around his waist just felt natural, if anything, so she was more than willing to do that.

Maybe she'd even find the presence of mind to remember about the condoms. In a second. When she wasn't so busy kissing him, hard and harsh.

Sam took his hands away from her only so he could push his pants and boxers the rest of the way down. Again, this wasn't going to be anything slow and sweet but it'd be good and Sam knew that. He was already hard, after all, and he figured she was just as aroused as he was.

He slid his cock against her belly a few times, just letting her feel that because this was still somewhat a game and he could be competitive. He wanted her to groan even if it got smothered against his mouth.

Natalie didn't groan, but she did make a somewhat accusatory noise in her throat and dug her nails into his sides when he did that.

She approved and disapproved at the same time. Disapproved of the teasing, approved of the fact that he was hard because she was really keyed up too.

"You want this, right?"

Look, there was a part of him that still worried that he'd turn into some bad guy who didn't listen to people around him. He had to check.

He licked at her lip as he said it and rolled his hips into hers slowly.

Okay fine, he got his little groan at that... hip roll. And also because of his insecurities, though that played a far lesser part in this. Far far lesser part.

"Yeah," she mumbled, a bit breathless. "Yes."

"We need condoms."

Hey, he'd remembered this time! That was an accomplishment in its own right.

"I want you."

"Did you bring some?"

She had, she just really didn't want to get off the table and go look for them.

"Want you too."

She was kind of radiating that again.

"Yeah. They're...somewhere," he said breathlessly, trying to remember where he'd put the frigging condoms. "Did you bring some?"

"In my jacket pocket." The location of which she had no recollection about. But at least she'd brought some this time. "Somewhere."

Sam cursed under his breath and decided he was going to have to go and find these condoms before they could do anything.

With another hard kiss, he actually did step back from her so he could blearily look around for her jacket or his pants or any magical condoms somewhere. It was a hard task when he was so aroused.

Natalie had to blink a couple of times, too, trying to make sense of the space around them even though all she really wanted to be looking at was him. He was naked. It was eye-catching.

But, her eyes did happen to fall on her jacket as well. It was draped over the back of her chair. That was... pretty logical.

She pointed at it. "There."

Sam dug into the pockets of her jacket and came back with the condoms. He didn't waste time, ripping the package open, and getting it on his cock.

He turned back towards her, saw her naked on the table, looking wanton and just...so gorgeous that he stopped for a second.

"What?"

Natalie sounded a little like she thought he was wasting precious time and she disapproved.

Even though just the fact that he was looking at her like that made her want him even worse.

"You're just amazingly gorgeous," Sam said, stepping back towards her and easing her legs back up around his waist.

"Tell me what you want," he murmured, biting her lip and worrying it between his teeth. "Tell me."

"You," Natalie obliged, trying to lick at his lip, legs settling around him again like she was made to do that. "Hard. On this table."

"I had a romantic birthday planned, I promise," Sam said but he was already reaching down to grasp his cock so he could move to slide inside her.

"I just -- I can't get you out of my head," he said and pushed inside her smoothly and firmly, trying to thrust as deep as he could initially. "I want you so freaking much."

Natalie gasped at that initial push, her back arching and her hands grabbing a tight hold of his shoulders again. It was the same as last time, all the buildup making for an intense start that made her wonder how she didn't just come from that alone.

"So have me," she choked out.

There was so much time for romance later. They could spend all Spring Break on that if they wanted to. Right now, she wanted this.

Yeah. Yeah, that was a damn good idea. He was gonna have her right on this table out in the middle of nowhere because he couldn't resist.

An arm slipped around her back, giving him some leverage so he could pull out of her almost entirely and start thrusting back in, quick and hard. Just like last time, this wasn't going to be soft and gentle.

It was going to be hard and intense and amazing. Sam's hips started moving faster, driving in and out of her hard enough that the legs of the table scraped noisily along the ground.

There really wasn't much for Natalie to do but hold on, with hands and legs, pretty much at his mercy. She did not dislike that at all. He could probably tell, from the whimpers escaping her parted lips, her head tilted slightly back.

Gentle was not on the menu tonight, and she didn't mind that. In fact, he was probably going to have her handprints in red on his skin for a while after this.

He didn't care about the handprints at all.

Breathing hard, Sam started thrusting harder if that was even possible. He drove into her with enough force to move the table a bit and to drive the breath right out of him.

He tried to catch her lips in a sloppy, messy kiss but didn't really succeed. That was okay, there was enough pleasure radiating out from his hips to cover him for the moment.

Kissing was nice but necessary right now, apparently. Natalie was doing well with just everything in the general hip area too. That was all she cared about. He was thrusting hard and fast and she couldn't really thrust back, but she could calamp her thighs harder around his waist.

That hadn't actually been a conscious decision. More like hanging on for dear life while tension was building up in her body. She was panting.

He was panting too. He spread his legs a little further apart which meant the angles of his thrusts changed slightly.

It was what he wanted and he picked up speed, driving into her harder than he had before. He didn't think she'd hurt, not with her specials talents, but he figured she'd never forget this time together either.

He started gasping her name, trying to hang on for a few seconds longer because he didn't want this to end.

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