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CAN I TRUST YOU WITH THIS? | SAMTINA

WHO: Tina Cohen-Chang & Sam Evans

WHAT: Tina and Sam build a blanket fort on the rooftop of Sam’s building, so they can also look at the stars and whew, it gets hot in there, despite the fact that it’s taking place in November

WHEN: November 12th, night

WHERE: Sam’s apartment building’s rooftop

WARNING: It gets kinda NSFW in there

SAM: "I trust you". Those words had been stuck in his head since that night where Tina Cohen-Chang had allowed Sam Evans to get closer to her, in a way that he had only dreamt of. "I trust you" had rung out in his ears during class. When he was working. Even when he was sleeping, he had dreamt of those words being said out loud by her. It had meant the world to the boy that she trusted him enough to give him something that no one else had ever had before; and to let him in, in that way - it was something that Sam had taken into his heart and it was something that he kept in his mind, whenever he was around Tina. She'd showed him such loyalty, such respect, such...well, trust. And he just wanted her to know that he felt those things for her too.

Sam had invited the girl over for a blanket fort-building session - it was another opportunity to hang out with her and be close to her. It meant that they could cuddle up in it afterwards. But, he'd also proposed doing it on the rooftop of his building and at night instead, so that they could watch the stars. It probably wasn't the smartest move, on Sam's behalf, because it was the middle of November, and it was freezing. So, in order to accomplish the cute, romantic setting, Sam had spent what was left of his paycheck - after paying rent, the many bills that he had, and making sure that he was stocked up on food - on renting two outdoor heaters for the night, to make sure that they weren't completely going to freeze up. He'd also brought up several of his sweaters, socks and some coats, in case they needed more.

So, Tina and Sam had spent the beginning of the evening building the magnificent blanket fort. Luckily, it was getting dark so early that they didn't have to wait long until the stars started to appear on the dark sky. The heaters were doing a good job - it wasn't too cold. Humming, he scooted closer to Tina, his arm sneaking around her and pointing up to the sky, as he gasped. "Look! A shooting star! Make a wish," His voice came out gentler at the end, and the arm that had pointed up to the sky was now around Tina's shoulder, hoping to bring her closer into him.

TINA: There had been a few moments in the last few weeks that Tina had questioned this whatever it was with Sam. Her mind always returned to falling asleep in Sam's arms, repeating that she trusted him, trusted him with things she hadn't with anyone else. Though Tina wasn't as experienced as she had wanted for when she got to college, Sam made her feel as if none of that mattered. Being a sorority girl, there were some expectations placed upon her that seemed lofty for who she was as a person. She was supposed to be hot, sexy, smart, sweet, kind, philanthropic. All these labels were supposed to encompass who she was so that she could be sought after in every way possible. Tina knew that it mattered greatly who she was hooking up with, how many people she was hooking up with. To Tina, all that mattered was Sam.

After texting with Blaine, yet again, Tina was brought to her senses. She had to let Sam know just how serious she was about him. There had to be some sort of pivotal change towards him so that he would understand just how different she felt about him compared to any other person at Ginsburg. Tina wanted Sam to become the person she turned to, the person that made her happiest, the person that she could make the happiest. Tina wanted everything with Sam, and she was going to make that known one way or another.

Everything Sam did was truly magical. From suggesting a blanket fort, to making sure that there were heaters in their fort, Tina couldn't believe the lengths that Sam had gone to make her feel special. He was totally wooing her. Hard. She was going to enjoy this while it lasted for she wasn't sure when her flavor of the week wouldn't be Sam's favorite any longer. As he spoke, a smile spread across her face as she squeezed her eyes shut and made a wish. I wish Sam liked me as much as I liked him. And maybe said so. After she opened her eyes and felt Sam's arm around her, Tina scooted ever closer to the boy. It was easy enough to be close in the confines of the pillow fort. Tina put her head on Sam's shoulder and looked up at him. "What'd you wish for?" she spoke just above a whisper. Tina put her hands on Sam's knee and inhaled his scent deeply. Getting lost in his eyes, his smell, his body pressed tightly against hers. Tina had a thought in her mind that she wasn't going to let escape her until the right time, but a feeling was growing deep inside her that she wasn't going to let go.

"Thanks for doing this, by the way. This is...," she stopped and looked around at their handiwork. "Amazing. You keep checking things off my list that I've never done before," she smiled and placed a soft kiss on Sam's cheek, loving just how familiar they were becoming to each other. Tina looked back up at the sky and admired all the stars laid out in front of either of them. She couldn't believe just how lucky she had gotten with Sam Evans.

SAM: What had Sam wished for? There were a gazillion things that Sam had wished for, after seeing the shooting star. They were all little sub-categories to the main one: Tina. He wished that they could hold hands in public, he wished that they could dance close at parties, and he wished that she could spend the night more often. Sam wished for the whole package with Tina. He knew what he wanted, so then why was he so damn confused about the whole ordeal? He liked Tina. He really liked her. She made him feel things that he hadn't really felt before - his heart racing, his palms getting all sweaty, him getting all nervous about if he was doing the right thing, and constantly thinking about whether or not he was taking things too fast or too slow. But Tina also made him feel so secure in himself, so confident. She made him feel like a million bucks, and like he could go out there and do anything, and not have it bite him in the ass. Maybe that was why it was all so confusing to him? Sam had never felt this way about anyone ever before. Was what he was feeling for Tina more than like? He had no idea.

"I can't tell you, otherwise it won't come true," Sam softly said, grinning slyly and leaned down to boop her nose with his. If that got him out of revealing what he'd just been thinking of, then that was all that mattered.

He took in her scent, her perfume and her shampoo mixed together made Sam's heart flutter slightly. It was familiar, safe- but still so exciting. Looking back when Tina did, Sam chuckled. "This? This was mainly your doing. Have you ever considered becoming an architect?" He joked and leaned in to place a soft kiss on Tina's lips. His lips went to her cheek, cupping it slightly and his thumb gracing over the soft skin. "I'm just glad that I've found someone to do this with."

TINA: As her heart flew to her throat, Tina locked eyes with Sam as his thumb caressed her cheek. She rolled her eyes slightly, but knew that she would have the same response if he asked her the same question. "Fair, but you're not finding out my wish if you won't share yours," a smile played at her lips as she pecked Sam's nose with a kiss. This intimacy, this sweetness, this comfort that Tina felt around Sam wasn't faked–it was as real as real got, but with each passing moment, Tina felt that tonight would be the night that she opened up to him. The world was falling apart around her, and all she was seeing was Sam.

"It's just my drawing skills, I promise. The art gallery offers these sketching classes and they're sorta becoming my favorite. I don't think I would like being an architect unless it was for houses...where families could move in and live and be happy," Tina smiled up at Sam and leaned into his hand. On top of school, family, friends, soccer, sorority, and attempting to keep up on some sort of hobbies, Tina had spread herself far too thin. Sure, she was happy to do all the things that she enjoyed doing, but at times, she knew she was going to have to slow down, put herself in the moment and know that life does not move a million miles a minute. Tina touched her hand to Sam's and relaxed into his touch. She had to begin living her life to the fullest.

Her eyes opened slightly and she smiled as she pressed her lips into Sam's. Pulling away slightly so their noses were still touching, an idea popped into Tina's head. Catching Sam's eyes again, Tina nuzzled into his nose. "Let's play a game," her voice barely above a whisper. She could feel her hands beginning to shake, her stomach beginning to flip flop into the base of her throat. "Tell me a secret," her eyes flicked from his eyes to his lips as she kissed them once more before tracing a pattern of kisses down to his chin and further on to his neck.

SAM: "What, you're saying that this isn't habitable?" Sam joked, a chuckle coming out at the end of his sentence. Tina managed to impress him every single time they spoke. She could draw, she played soccer, she was a designer, and a full-time nerd, knowing as much about Star Wars as Sam did. There was never a dull moment with the girl. If she wasn't challenging him to do something, or they weren't teasing each other to the point of an orgasm, then they were having intellectual discussions about the re-release and reboot of the Star Wars franchise. It kept him on his toes. She didn't need to keep any information away from him, for some other time. She had him completely hooked.

Tilting his head slightly to the side, Sam grew interested at Tina's proposal. What kind of game? In that moment, Sam prayed that she wouldn't turn out to be like Jigsaw in the "Saw" movies. No, instead she wanted to know a secret. Sam couldn't help but close his eyes once he felt Tina's soft lips on his neck. It was becoming a deep weakness of his, to have her kiss him there. Well, anywhere for that matter. "Um..." He croaked out, licking his lips as his head fell back a bit to give Tina more access. His hand had moved from her cheek to her waist, and was slowly moving further down to her thigh. "I-" he let out a deep sigh. It felt so good. Those lips of hers were doing wonders on him, he wasn't thinking straight at all, his mind was muddled and he finally just let out the only thing that he could think: "I'm falling for you." Sam finally let out. A moment passed and he realized what he'd just revealed, his eyes opening wide and he leaned away, looking to see Tina's reaction. "I'm- I-" He stuttered, not really knowing how to explain this one.

TINA: “If it wasn’t going to snow anytime soon...,” she giggled and looked around her once more, admiring the little task that she had Sam complete so the fort would withstand the semi-windy conditions on the rooftop. Sam was a total romantic and she was eating every moment with him up. Though Tina could count on one hand the amount of boys that were nice to her, none came close to how Sam treated her. He was her knight in shining armor, he was someone her father would love for her to be with.

Tina could feel a warmth spread in her stomach to her fingers as she traced them down Sam’s chest to his belt. Her lips continued to kiss up and down his neck as she felt his heartbeat begin to speed up. Tina had to stop what she was doing to hear what Sam said. Falling for you... Tina froze where she was, her body growing stiff from fear. Falling could mean a variety of things. Falling in like, falling in friendship, even? No. Sam was saying he was falling in love. As he stuttered some more, Tina leaned slightly away and settled both of her now steady hands on either side of Sam’s face. “Sam...,” her heart was racing, but she knew exactly how she felt in this moment. The clarity that came with his admittance. “Why’d it take you so long?”

The smile that came from her mouth was cut short as she kissed Sam deeply. She couldn’t take it anymore. The evening, his sweetness, his words. This was it. Tina not so gracefully sat up and climbed into Sam’s lap so she was straddling him. Before going any further, Tina drew small hearts on the back of his neck and spoke steadily. “I can truly say I’ve never felt like this about anyone. I’m...,” a smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. “I’m falling in love with you, too, Sam,” Tina brushed his nose with hers before kissing him deeply. Pulling away, Tina kept Sam’s face close to hers. “I want you to...,” she swallowed hard. “I want you to take my virginity,” her voice was shaking now, but she was confident with what she wanted. Her hands were back to shaking, in fact, her whole body took on a slight tremor. That was one tell for when Tina Cohen-Chang was nervous.

A smile spread across her face before she slid out of her jacket. “You can have me however you want any other time, but tonight...,” Tina kissed Sam before searching his eyes for confirmation. That he wanted this too. She wasn’t sure she knew the words to tell Sam to take it easy on her, to make it more about falling in love than busting a nut. Deep down, she knew that he knew just how important tonight would be for her.

SAM: It felt like minutes were passing by. Hours. Days. It must have been years since someone had spoken a word! The silence was getting intolerable. She didn't want to know that, Sam, you big idiot! He thought to himself and mentally smacked his own head for revealing that. Why had he done it? Why had he gone ahead and made a fool of himself and said that? What was the reason? What they'd had was good, it was fine, it was decent - it wasn't labeled, but it worked. So far. Why did he have to say those words and mess it up, probably making Tina scared; that's how it felt anyway, with the long silence.

And then he felt her hands on his face, and it instantly calmed him down. It was like magic every single time. His mind could be racing a million thoughts through it, within a few seconds, and he could be stressing or panicking about something, but when Tina took his face into her hands, everything around him calmed down, and he relaxed. Hearing what she said, Sam couldn't quite believe it. She wasn't rejecting him because of what he'd said. He hadn't gone too far. She wasn't running away. She wanted to know why he hadn't said it sooner. "Because I-" And he was cut off by Tina's lips, to which he pleasantly responded, his eyes closing.

Feeling her body climb onto his and her tiny fingers on the back of his neck, Sam shivered. He could've blamed it on the cold, but let's be real here, it was definitely Tina's doing. His heartbeat picked up a significant amount, and all of a sudden, his mouth got really dry. I'm falling in love with you, too, Sam. There was no way in hell that he'd heard that right. Had he? It seemed like it, because her next request seemed to solidify her feelings to him.

Swallowing hard, Sam suddenly felt a tremendous amount of pressure on him. Of course, he wanted to be Tina's first; the honor and again, the trust that she showed him by asking him to do that was beyond Sam's words in that moment. All he could do was nod. But he suddenly had a lot to live up to. He wanted to show her how good sex could be, how amazing it brought two people together; how fun it was, when it was good.

Sam watched as the girl took her jacket off, and after she kissed him, he instantly wrapped his arms around her, moved and made sure that her back landed on the soft pillows inside the fort that they had made. He wanted her to stay warm, and so he made sure that his body covered hers. The heaters outside were helping a lot. Looking back into her eyes, Sam just knew in that moment that he wanted this to be the best experience that she could possibly have. "I'll be gentle," He promised her, his voice coming out in a whisper, bringing a hand up to run through her hair. He leaned down and gave her lips a soft kiss. One on her lips. One, on the corner of her lips, and one on her cheek. His breath crashed against her skin as he started zipping down his own coat and managed to wiggle himself out of it, before leaning back down to pay more attention to Tina's lips.

TINA: Gentle... Words meant very little at this point as Sam took his jacket off and made his way back to her. Tina wasn't scared of that, she knew that Sam was competent in what he was doing, that was clearly evident with the way he had taken care of her body with his mouth, twice. What she was considering was whether or not gentleness needed to play a key factor in the events to come. She had watched a decent amount of porn, just to fill a repertoire of what to do when the time came. Tina had also done copious amounts of research as to what would happen when she lost her virginity. She had read that sometimes girls bled, sometimes there was a lot of pain, sometimes there was none of that. Tina was hoping for the latter. Embarrassment was not something that came to Tina often, but she knew that if she straight up bled on their pillow fort, she would definitely have to move back to Washington.

As Sam kissed her, Tina wasn't quite sure what to do with her hands. Did she start taking her own clothes off? Did she take his off? Did she start getting Sam hard? There were too many variables and Tina was having a hard time getting her thoughts straight. One deep inhale and she put herself back in place, back to focusing on the tasks at hand.

Skin. Tina wanted to feel Sam's skin immediately to ground her, distract her. His shirt was easy enough, and she was much happier focusing on the small ridges and valleys of muscles and dimples all along his back. Small breath moans were escaping her mouth time and time again. She couldn't help that in giving Sam every bit of her, there was something innately erotic about it all. The intimacy, the words exchanged, the location. It was all so much. She could feel herself needed some sort of friction time and again, so much so that she would arch her back to meet with Sam's hips and legs.

Focus. Tina opened her eyes through heavy lids and set to the task of taking Sam's pants off. Her fingers unclasped the button before pulling the zipper down. Smiling slightly up at Sam, Tina's yearning for him was palpable. The need, the want for everything Sam had to offer her. The moment Sam got out of his jeans, Tina immediately placed her hand on his hardening dick. As she felt the sinews through his boxer-briefs, a deeper moan came from her lips. Tina was in for a long night if just this was getting her to her breaking point.

SAM: This whole thing with Tina had started out as something that Sam was used to, and had involved into more than he could have ever dreamt of. It wasn't an uncommon thought that Sam wanted someone to share his time with, and not just a 'I've got five minutes before my next class, let's make out in the janitor's closet'-kind of time. He wanted to take this person out on dates, go for coffee, make them breakfast in the morning, hear about their day and just share everything that he knew about life and love with them.

He'd only had one relationship before this, and that was in high school. It had lasted seven months, which was a fairly long time for two teenagers with raging hormones, but it had never escalated to more than second base where he'd gotten the opportunity to feel up the girl. No, Sam's love life hadn't properly taken off until he got to college and shared a room with Noah Puckerman. And straight after that, everything had happened so fast. He'd had his first proper drunken experience, tried drugs and lost his virginity to a girl who was in her junior year, during a drunken night. Ever since then, everything that Sam had experienced were quick little things that had disappeared as fast as they had started.

So, for him to be here in this moment, with Tina, whom he had found to adore so much and who made him as smitten as a lovesick teenager with their first crush, was a big step for Sam. He knew that this entire thing was gigantic to Tina, and he wanted to get it right and do everything the way that she could only dream of so that she had a proper "first love" experience. But it was a big step for Sam too. He didn't see it as a responsibility anymore; he didn't want to. He was beginning to see it as a second chance to get it right. He needed that. He needed to have something that wasn't baseball and history - he needed something new, and exciting, yet something that he could hold onto and look forward to every day. He needed Tina.

And as she laid there, under him, desperately trying to figure out what to do in the situation, Sam smiled. How the hell had he gotten so lucky? He thought to himself and brought a hand up to caress the girl's cheek. "It's okay," his voice barely came out as a whisper. He wanted her to know that she didn't have to overthink this, or 'get it right'. Just being there in that moment with her was enough for Sam to know what to do.

Feeling her hands under his shirt, Sam licked his lips. He wanted her hands on him as much as he possibly could. Her hips bucking up to meet his told him that she did want this. And Sam wasn't about to take this situation and use it for his advantage to tease her. No, he wasn't in the mood for that. He wanted to show Tina adoration, desire, affection. Everything that he felt for the girl. So as she worked on his pants, he moved to get out of them, and started to run his hands down the girl's sides slowly, feeling each inch of her skin under his fingertips. She was as soft as silk. His eyes raked over her facial features. The dimples on her cheeks, her soft lips letting out small moans here and there, and those goddamn eyes that got to Sam every time her petite little hands grabbed a hold of his face and forced him to look at her. And it was her eyes that reassured him every time that he was okay.

His hands hooked under her shirt, and he started to lift it up and over her head. He knew that it was cold, so he grabbed a hold of his shirt too, and took it off, knowing that the skin-to-skin contact would warm them both up. He leaned down and placed his lips on her cheek, kissing the soft skin underneath it before moving to her jaw, her neck, her collarbone. All whilst his hands moved from her sides down to her thighs.

TINA: His words settled her even further. This was Sam she was with, not someone like Puck who would surely put unrealistic expectations on their sex or make her feel like a piece of meat. This was sweet Sam who was falling in love with her. As she recalled those few words, her stomach erupted in butterflies and she felt tingles down to her toes. It couldn’t get any better than this.

As she felt the fabric of her shirt lift over her head, she was thankful that she made sure to match her black lacy bra with her panties. Tina knew that it wouldn’t matter, however. She could be wearing granny panties and Sam would still treat her like the most special person in the room. When his bare skin met hers, she flashbacked to a few days ago, or was it weeks now, that they exchanged oral pleasantries with each other. Tina couldn’t help but moan at the thought of Sam’s mouth covering her most sensitive areas. Her hips rose to meet Sam’s as she was reminded that here and now, Sam was on top of her, almost in a similar situation. Tina took the opportunity to slide out of her panties and tossed them to the side on top of the other discarded clothes.

A pause. She needed a moment to collect herself and just feel naked, vulnerable. This man in front of her had just said he was falling for her. She had responded aptly and now they were going to have sex. Tina Cohen-Chang was losing her virginity. Tonight. A part of her felt like there should be a neon glowing sign above the roof pointing down at them in celebration. Would she look different? Would people be able to tell? If she and Sam were to be in public together, could people put two and two together? Her mind raced. Did this mean Sam would finally walk her to class, holding her hand as they went? Would he kiss her in public? Were they dating?

Another pause. Tina bit her bottom lip and pushed that all from her mind. She wanted to be in the moment, not think of things that could be discussed after or even later or even never. Tina slid her fingertips under Sam’s waistband and wrapped her small hand around his dick. She loved that feeling. He was warm, he was soft, he was everything she wanted in all the ways. Tina sighed and leaned up slightly to put her mouth on him before promptly taking his boxer-briefs off. Her mouth worked him up and down before she pulled away. Tina slipped a finger to her warm center and felt just how wet she was. Her eyes scanned Sam’s before she kissed him and laid back down. In one swift motion, she removed her bra and laid fully naked in front of Sam. Her eyes were full of lust and want. Whatever would come this evening, she knew it would work out fine between them. This wasn’t as big of a precipice as she was making it out to be. They were be fine no matter what. She trusted him.

SAM: The sound of cars and people down on the street, and the buzzing from the heaters next to them, had drowned out in Sam's mind. The only thing that he could hear was Tina's breathing and her small moans. The only light that was present in the pillow fort was the light from the heaters, and it was just enough to see what was in front of him; and again, the only thing that he could see was Tina's beautiful face. The smell of her perfume intoxicated him. Her body under his felt like it belonged there, fitting just perfectly with his. The taste on his lips told him that she was wearing some sort of scented lip balm or lipstick. It tasted like apple.

Everything about Tina captivated Sam. The way that she told him everything, the way that she managed to grab his attention by making him look at her - something that he could do all day every day - and the way that she made him feel so alive. She did things to him, that no other person had made him feel before. His heart was beating hard in his chest, as he felt her small fingers wrap around his growing dick, and he couldn't help the gasp that escaped his lips. Her small grip on him made him shiver; it wasn't the cold. It was all Tina's doing. When she put her mouth on him, he closed his eyes tight and moaned at the feeling of it. She was so good at that he thought to himself and let out a shaky breath when she pulled away again and he felt her lips on his. He kissed her back, this time with more force, more passion. He had to pull away when she removed her bra, and he leaned back, looking down at her.

She was so small, underneath Sam's body. She was fragile, he knew that; fully vulnerable right then and there, giving her everything to him. Even though he knew that her skin felt like silk under his fingertips, she looked soft. Her breasts were perky and delicious, and Sam loved the way that her body showed off all the right curves. She was stunning, ravishing, she was "Beautiful" Sam whispered before his eyes moved back up to her face, meeting hers.

Moving back down, Sam placed his lips on Tina's neck, his lips darting out to lick her skin, as one hand moved to cup her breast, squeeze it and feel it underneath his hand. His other hand moved down to her thigh, his fingers ghosting down her inner thigh and then in between her legs, where he found her hot and wet center. His index finger moved over her clit softly and he hummed in delight. He liked that he had this effect on her. His lips moved down to her collarbone and travelled further down south, where his tongue found her nipple and he toyed with it for a bit, before moving back down to where his fingers were. He looked up at her, wanting to see her reaction as he placed his mouth on her clit for the third time.

TINA: The way that Sam looked at her made her feel completed in every way possible. There was no emptiness that filled her. She felt almost invincible because of this. Deep down she had the suspicion that Sam had been messing with other people while they had been unofficially hanging out, but none of that mattered now. If Sam was falling for her, and he told her, he would surely cut all of those people off.

As he made his way down her body, she couldn’t help but intake her breath and try to find a steady pace of breathing. It was difficult considering Sam kept moving lower and lower down her body straight to where she wanted him. She wasn’t sure if the tingling all over her body was from the cold or from anticipation and need.

As his mouth found her center, her hips rose and a deep moan came from her mouth. She couldn’t hold herself down any further and try to restrain just how much she needed Sam to finish her off, take care of her, do something, anything. With a hand in his hair, Tina squeezed her eyes shut and rolled her hips upward and around to get any sort of friction to her clit. She could feel the warmth all throughout her body begging to be released. “Sam...,” his name flowed from her lips like water filling a cup. She was needy, but she didn’t like to beg. Tina repeated his name like a mantra, pushing herself further and further from where she started to where she knew Sam would take her.

SAM: Tina's voice rang out in Sam's ears as she called his name. That was exactly the type of reaction he'd hoped for. Her voice was sweet, almost like the taste of the first fresh strawberry in a year; like a cup of homemade hot chocolate on a winter's day when the snow was falling; or like the smell of freshly cut grass on a random day in July. The feeling that she gave Sam in his body as he heard her voice made him confident about what he was doing.

The way that she said his name caused for Sam's erection to grow harder, and he cursed himself for still wearing underwear. He felt restricted. So, he pushed himself into the pillow that was there, hoping for some sort of friction. He missed her lips on him. He missed the warmth, the tightness. Oh god, the tightness that he was going to feel, being inside of her. He was getting hungry for it. So his lips went through her folds again and again, his mouth wrapping around her to suck in the juices that was pouring out of her. She was drenched. He needed more of her, so Sam placed Tina's legs over his shoulders, grabbed her hips and sat up on his knees, making the girl lay on her back. Throughout all of this, his mouth stayed on her as he sucked and licked, his tongue moving in her every now and again. His hand found her clit and his thumb started to gently rub it, as his eyes landed on her face to watch her.

TINA: As Sam moved her around to make her more accessible to him, she couldn’t help but become self conscious about her body for a brief second. She was almost sure that she wasn’t the type of girl Sam usually went after. Tina had no way to know what type of girls he went after, but her thighs were strong and muscular, her arms as well. Her stomach was flat, but she was nowhere near stick thin like some of the cheerleaders. However, as Sam took control of her body in such a way that she was his and he was hers, Tina’s mind pushed the thought away. Sam was proving over and over again that this is was different.

She wasn’t gonna be able to continue like this. She was going to orgasm if Sam kept going. As time seemed to slow, Tina opened her eyes suddenly. “Sam, do you want me to...,” she paused as she felt tingles roll over her body and her legs grow tight. “Oh my god, Sam,” her voice was raspy at this point, something she knew she couldn’t help at this point in time. Her nails dug into the blankets and pillows underneath her as she rode out the orgasm.

With her body finished convulsing, but still trembling, Tina looked up at Sam and smiled sheepishly. Her inner thighs were coated in her wetness and she saw some of it on Sam’s mouth. Reaching up to his face, she pulled him in to taste what her cum tasted of. Tina kept her hand on Sam’s neck and managed to whisper “I want you inside me. Please, Sam.” Tina reached over and grasped Sam’s erection, caressing the pre-cum to cover the head of his penis. The orgasm she was riding out muddled her mind. The small thought of a condom never entered her brain.

SAM: He was extremely pleased with himself when he felt Tina's body react to his mouth in a way that he could only imagine was an orgasm. That was the first one of the night. He knew that he shouldn't go to hard on her, with this being her first time and everything, but he also wanted her to have at least one orgasm that evening, if he couldn't bring it out of her with him actually inside of her. Although, he hoped desperately that he could. He wanted her to feel good, and he wanted this experience to be a memorable one. Not like his, where he blacked out while the girl was riding him, and he woke up the next morning in a bathtub. No, Tina deserved better, so much better.

As she grabbed his face, he breathed heavily. His jaw was aching and his lips were wet from her. She'd tasted absolutely delicious, and he made a mental note to maybe wake her up later with his mouth again. Kissing her, he knew that she would taste herself on his lips. Fuck, that was hot, he thought to himself as his tongue slid into her mouth. As she pulled away just enough to whisper against his lips, a groan escaped him. He needed more of her being demanding. Maybe some other time, once they'd tried this out a few times, he could teach her some more things; be more experimental.

The feeling of her fingers wrapping around him again caused him to moan out. The tip of his penis was sensitive and her finger swiping over it was enough to make him drop his head onto Tina's shoulder, and shiver. He had to take a minute to ready himself before licking his lips and pulled back to look down at Tina, his eyes finding hers. "Are you sure?" He whispered, and started to slide his boxers down. He wasn't going to do anything if she wasn't completely certain that this was what she wanted.

Sam took his hard member into his hand and started to guide himself into her, already feeling the tightness around the head. He let out a deep breath at the feeling. He'd made sure that she was wet and ready for it, but he figured that as a virgin, there was only so much that he could help her with. Keeping his eyes on her, he wanted to know how she reacted to the feeling, and if she needed for him to pull out again, and wait.

TINA: ”Are you sure?” the words reiterated in her mind before she dare answer. A quick nod of her head and she watched as Sam took his boxers off, her mouth agape at the sight of him completely naked. She didn’t marvel at him usually, or take the time to truly admire his body. It was...sexy, hot, chiseled—all the stereotypical words that girls used to describe boys. Tina had a better vocabulary, but at present her thoughts had been two words over and over: holy fuck.

As Sam entered her, Tina placed a hand on his back and on his neck, keeping his face close to hers. The feeling surprised her. She was expecting pain, blood, ripping. None of that came. What she felt was tightness slowly unclenching. Physically, she knew what was happening. Mentally, she was unraveling. As Sam looked at her, a smile spread slowly across her face. “Okay,” she said, clarifying to probably just herself that she was fine, totally fine. With a heavy intake of breath, Tina pushed on Sam’s hip to egg him on.

Her nerve endings were firing more than she could keep up with. Sam had intentions that she had no idea if he could fulfill. Because he made her cum before sex, she didn’t know if her body was a one and done, or if she could keep orgasming. From the way her body was reacting, the way her toes curled as his hard dick even just entered her, Tina had no doubt she would be calling his name over and over in no time.

SAM: Sam let out a shaky breath that he had no idea that he had been holding as he slowly, very slowly moved inside of the girl. The last thing he wanted was to hurt the girl. Physically, he knew that he could stop it as much as possible. Emotionally, he was still on edge about. He knew that he should stop seeing Kurt and Mercedes, and he should stop flirting with people, because he'd truly meant what he'd told Tina. He was falling for her. And so, for him to tell her that but still continue on with his escapades wasn't fair on her. Especially not when she was trusting him this much.

He didn't realize it, but his body was trembling. The feeling of being inside of the girl, feeling that connection with her, was making his body nervous. His mind was all fuzzy, and all he could think about was Tina and her happiness. He needed for this to be a pleasant thing to her; a bookmark in her memory.

Finally all the way in, Sam leaned his forehead against Tina's, looking to see if she was still okay. She wasn't a virgin anymore, that was for sure. His lips found hers as he started pulling out again, this time not as slowly, but still as gently as he could possibly muster. He deepened the kiss and started thrusting his hips into her softly, his eyebrows furrowing at the pleasure. Sam moaned against her lips, and pulled away. His hand found hers and he laced their fingers together before bringing it up to his lips so he could kiss her knuckles. "Fuck", he moaned out and gave her hand a squeeze. Not stopping the slow thrusts, Sam looked down at her and caught how swollen her lips were and how red her cheeks had become. He couldn't help the smile that grew on his face. "You're so gorgeous."

TINA: Sam was everything. He was all she could see, all she could smell, all she could taste, all she could hear. Tina was thoroughly enjoying all the Sam she could get, but she couldn’t help but be totally overcome with emotion as he took her hand and kissed her knuckles. Tears welled up in her eyes as she wrapped her thighs around his waist pulling him ever closer. She smiled as a few tears escaped her eyes and giggled as they didn’t seem to stop. Tina knew that this was just a surge of hormones from her body, but a twinge of embarrassment came as he spoke.

Tina took a slow breath before wiping her face off. She didn’t want the hand holding to stop, it seemed like the one thing they had never done. Lacing their fingers back again, Tina pulled Sam closer to her as she put their hands above her head. “This feels...,” she paused trying to find the right word. “Amazing.” And it was true. The discomfort from before had ceased and every nerve ended seemed to come alive. Even Sam’s soft skin on hers was feeling like a velvet blanket enveloping her.

Tina didn’t know if it was the emotion of it all or this new position where Sam’s pelvis was grinding into her clit, but she could feel herself rising again up the mountain of an orgasm. Her body craved for more friction. Tina dug her nails slightly into Sam’s hips, willing him, begging him to push her over the edge once more.

SAM: This was too good to be true. When Sam closed his eyes, all he could see was fireworks going off. That had never happened before. He'd never felt so connected to another person before, and especially not during sex. It made his whole body tingle, and especially where Tina had her hands on him, it almost felt like she left a print.

His breathing got harder and heavier as he felt the heat whipping at his body. He was so caught up in this and how good it felt, and how mind-blowing it was for the young man, that when he opened his eyes and looked down at Tina, he had to stop. His eyebrows furrowed and a pained look appeared on his face. She was crying. Instantly, the feeling of guilt poured over him. She didn't want to lose her virginity to you was what kept running through his mind. "No, no, please don't cry," Sam whispered, almost feeling the tears pool up in his eyes too. Wrapping his arms around her, he scooped her up slightly and hugged her, his lips going to her cheek, wanting to catch the tears that fell. "We can stop, if you want, we don't have to continue this," He reassured her, before he heard what she had to say next.

The feeling of relief washed over him, and his stomach settled; no need for that heavy guilty feeling. He looked down at her, his fingers being laced with hers again, and a small smile appeared on his lips. He was still worried, his facial expression showing it. "Yeah?" He was becoming doubtful, but if she said that this was alright, then he trusted her.

Sam slowly started up the thrusting again, the pace building up. His moans kept coming out, quiet to begin with but becoming louder and louder as he felt his own orgasm come near. His free hand moved down to in between them where he found her clit, and he started rubbing it. He leaned his head down and rested his forehead against hers, their noses bumping together every now and again, as Tina's name kept coming out of his mouth. "I'm-" He didn't know how much longer he could keep it in. "I'm close."

TINA: As Sam found his way down her body and to her center, she could feel her body tending up, the muscles in her abs growing tight. Her body would turn into a huge cramp if she wasn’t careful, if she didn’t reach a climax soon. Sam’s thrusts and the fingers on her and his face so close, his breath so sweet and intoxicating, Tina wasn’t going to last much longer. Wrapping her legs around him tightly, Tina could hear Sam’s breath in her ear, increasing in intensity, and it sent her over the edge. It was knowing she did this to him, knowing she made him this hard, made him close to cumming, made him want to keep fucking her like this.

Ripples of pleasure spread through her body as she found release again. Tightening her grip around her waist, Tina ground her hips upwards toward Sam’s. She could feel her wetness slipping all over his pelvis as she rode out the final waves of her orgasm. As her body finally came down, she unclenched her nails from his back and smiled softly up at him. “Sam,” her words were raspy and barely above a whisper. “Cum for me, please.”

SAM: It was all a lot for the young man. He'd never had such passionate sex before; everything before this had been one night stands. He wouldn't say that he was an expert at it, but with the experience that he'd had, he knew what he was doing, and knew that he should listen to the girl and what she wanted, and not just go off of a routine. But this had taken him by surprise completely. Here he was, in a missionary position, seeing stars. The closeness, the intimacy that he had with Tina was something that he couldn't recall ever having before. It was...nice. New and exciting, but nice. He could get used to it. Their chests rubbing, the slow pace, the small whimpers and moans that they both let out. And not to forget their hands holding. It brought them closer than anything else could ever do.

Feeling her tighten around him, Sam knew that she had reached her climax, and it felt so good. Her legs around them caused Sam to move even further into her than he thought was possible and that, along with her words was enough to make Sam cum, still inside of the girl. "Fuck," He let out a groan, his head falling to Tina's shoulder as his body jerked. His eyes closed tightly and he bit down on her collarbone softly as the last ropes of semen flew out of him. He rode out his orgasm slowly and softly before raising his head to look down at the girl to see how she was doing. The girl who'd just given him her virginity. "That was..." He breathed heavily, his chest moving up and down fast. He smiled, and moved down to kiss her instead. He could say a million things about how it felt, how he felt, but he wanted to show her instead, how grateful he was.

TINA: As Sam kissed her, Tina made the attempt to roll him on his back so that they could dissipate from the stickiness in between their legs. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but Sam right now. And how he had just made her cum twice. As he laid beside her, Tina cuddled in close to his chest and closed her eyes, allowing the ringing to subside in her ears before she could formulate thoughts and words.

“Thank you,” her words were soft and slow. She wasn’t saying thank you for anything specific. It could have been for his kindness, his softness, him making her orgasm multiple times, him finally telling her he had feelings for her. There were so many things to be thankful for with Sam Evans.

Tina traced her fingers up and down Sam’s abdomen, totally lost in her thoughts. She wasn’t ready to go in, to go home, to be finished with Sam. A part of her still wanted him, wanted him in her own way. With a small smile, Tina rolled on top of Sam and began kissing his neck, licking the soft skin in places, or even nipping the soft spots near his collarbone. As she made her way down his body, Tina knew exactly what she was going to do. Taking his now softened penis in her hands, Tina licked from the shaft to the head, almost cleaning it off of his and her cum. After a few times around, Tina began to take his whole cock in her mouth again and again, attempting to go further down the shaft each time. She wanted to be in control now of how they had sex.

SAM: A whimper escaped Sam's lips as he felt himself slip out of Tina, but it was soon replaced with the closeness that was between them when she cuddled up against him. The smile on his lips was permanent - it wouldn't go away no matter how hard he tried. He was satisfied, relaxed and spent. He had Tina in his arms, feeling every part of her against him. His arms were wrapped around her, his fingers drawing random patterns on her shoulder. He could stay there for a hundred years and be happy. This was where he wanted to be; this felt right.

Hearing her small voice, Sam took a moment to realize what she'd said, and then furrowed his eyebrows. Why was she saying thank you? If anything, it was Sam who had everything to thank Tina for. The way that she opened up to him, told him about her childhood, allowed him into her life, was completely okay with all of the baggage that he came with; trusting him and talking to him about everything. It was more than Sam could ever have hoped for, in someone. He kept quiet though. He wanted to tell Tina all of this, but he wanted to do it in the right way. Having the sex brain that he did in that moment, he would not have been able to formulate the right sentences.

"What are-" Sam started as Tina rolled on top of him and started kissing him. His sentence was cut off by a moan, his eyes closing and his head falling down on the soft pillow. His hands slid up Tina's body as she progressively made her way down his. "You're gonna be the death of me, Tina Cohen-Ch-" Cut off by another moan, this one louder as he felt her tongue on the tip of his cock. He opened his eyes, his mouth open as he breathed out heavily. His hands found her hair and he pulled it back; not only to help her out a bit, but also to have something to hold on to. He watched her as she started taking all of him into her mouth, and the view made his eyes roll to the back of his head in pure pleasure, and his head fall back again. He grew harder in her mouth, and the moans that came out of him were soft in motivating Tina to keep going. "Don't stop."

TINA: A giggle escaped her lips with his cock almost touching her throat as he said she would be the death of him. It wasn’t that she was attempting to wear him out or hurt him in any way. Tina wanted this to be memorable in every way possible. She wanted to be in Sam’s dreams and his thoughts. Tina wanted to be the person Sam thought about when he touched himself.

Continuing for a few more minutes, Tina had felt herself grow wetter and wetter by the second. She didn’t know she could get this aroused by blowing someone. Slipping one finger between her folds to make sure she was wet enough, Tina sat up and began positioning herself above Sam. Angling herself so she could slide down his dick, Tina made sure to lock eyes with him as he entered her for the second time. On the way down, Tina couldn’t help but moan loudly as her sensitive muscles contracted around Sam’s penis. Opening her eyes to look at Sam, Tina leaned down and trailed kisses down his forehead to his mouth. This gave her time to get use to the feeling of the fullness inside her again.

After she was use to him again, Tina sat up and threw her hair over her shoulder and placed her hands on Sam’s stomach. Grinding her hips in a circle before finding friction on her clit, Tina wasn’t sure what would feel good for Sam, but she knew she wanted him to have a show. Leaning slightly back, Tina placed her hands on Sam’s thighs and tilted her head back so he could be in full view of her being entered over and over as she slowly pulled herself up and down on his cock. The wetness was beginning to cover Sam’s erection, but she was nowhere near being done with him yet.

SAM: There was no way that Sam was going to forget about this night. He wouldn't anyway, if they hadn't had sex, because making a pillow fort on the rooftop of his apartment building, a late November night was not exactly something that he usually did. But it wasn't just that. Sam seemed to remember very clearly what happened each time Tina and him spent time together; even though he might have said something different to Blaine after that one time where the two got drunk and played strip poker, he could recall each and every second of it. Because he'd loved it so much. Tina made his heart flutter and his stomach do multiple twists and turns and it was so memorable every time. And this? This wasn't the occasion that he would forget either.

As he felt her wet lips pop off of him, Sam groaned. "No-" He started, begging almost, before opening his eyes to see that she was moving to sit on top of him, slowly lowering herself down onto him. Biting his lip, he kept his eyes on her body, the way that it slid down so smoothly, the way that her body curved, how she looked just like a dream in Sam's fantasy. This was too good to be true. He had never expected the girl in front of him to start riding him, the first time that they had sex. She was crazy, and wild, and just so unpredictable, that Sam couldn't help the massive grin on his face when he thought about it. She was too good to be true.

Her taking his hands and placing them where she wanted them turned Sam on tremendously. The way she'd taken charge of the situation was so hot. His hands started moving up from her stomach to her breasts, squeezing them and running his hands over the sensitive nipples, knowing that it was one of the many erogenous zones. Watching her, Sam wanted more. He was breathing heavily and he could feel another orgasm building up, but he needed to be closer to Tina. So he sat up, his arm snaking around her form to support her and push her against his chest and his lips crashed against hers in a heated kiss. Biting down on her lip as he pulled away, he moaned. "What are you doing to me, Tina Cohen-Chang?"

TINA: Tina was blowing Sam's mind. She was taking control, she was showing him what he could have every night if he wanted, she was exuding confidence that she wasn't sure she had. Being with Sam made her feel sexy, confident, alluring. These were all things she had never felt before with any other person. As Sam kissed her and bit down on her lip, a moan escaped her from her mouth and her hips bucked against Sam's, sending her one step closer to release yet again. If you had told her the day before that she would cum 3 times with Sam Evans, she would have slapped you. Hard. And yet, this was beginning to feel normal somehow.

"I'm hopefully doing what no one else gets to do to you," Tina whispered in his ear, but couldn't help moaning the last bit loudly as she continued to grind circles on top of Sam. Placing her hands on Sam's shoulders, Tina tilted her head back once more before laughing slightly. The laugh wasn't in jest of anything that was happening between the two, it was a laugh of being in total disbelief that anything in the world could feel this good. Tina drew her body closer to Sam's wrapped her hands in his hair, feeling herself slow her hips down, taking in every inch of Sam at an antagonizing speed. Her body was covered in goosebumps as she felt her breathe heaving, her muscles beginning to contract again. "Sam, please fuck me," Tina couldn't stop herself from moving up and down on Sam's erection, but she needed him to finish her off, however possible.

SAM: A shiver ran down Sam's spine and goosebumps grew on his arms as Tina whispered into his ear. He whimpered. She did. She really did everything to the boy that no one else had ever done before. At least not in this way. She had a way about her; this innocence and sweetness that Sam was sure was just her. But then she showed him this, how dominant she could be and how she knew what she wanted, and it was like a whole other world opened up to him. He wanted more of that. It was spurring him on with every second.

Feeling her move closer to him and slow down her pace, Sam groaned. Please fuck me. Those exact words were enough for the young man to almost cum right then and there, but he closed his eyes tightly and kept it together as she ground herself against him. His one hand stayed on her back as his other went behind him to support himself, and he started to move his hips into hers faster than the pace had been that night. He moaned out and looked up to watch her.

"Tina," Sam whimpered and felt it all building up inside of him again. He was getting closer and closer to an orgasm, as his hips moved up and down, feeling the tightness surrounding him again. He felt a small drop of sweat run down his forehead, and he knew that he was getting sweaty as the heat on his body got more and more intense. "Baby," He moaned out, before he stopped his thrusts, his body jerking once again, and he came right then and there.

TINA: Baby. his word rang out in her ears like the ringing of a bell. Tina couldn’t stop herself from cumming at that moment. Was it normal for people to orgasm at the same time. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes again, her emotions were running high after all the sex and secrets. This time, however, Tina rested her head against Sam’s collarbone and tried to get the thought out of her mind that this was a one time only thing.

Her voice was just above a whisper when she finally spoke. “Will you promise me something?” Tina poked her head up with a soft and small smile, wiping away whatever tears were left on her face. “Please keep being nice to me and even if this goes nowhere, just tell me if your feelings change. Spare me the thoughts of what if or what could be. Just tell me,” Tina nodded sadly as if trying to convince herself that that was what she deserved at least. In the back of her mind, she thought to herself that Sam didn’t owe her anything. It would be her own fault if she let herself be led on.

SAM: Sam settled back down, breathing heavily after the two had reached their climax. He was done now. He couldn't do this again. He would at least need another hour or so, if Tina wanted another go. He never thought he'd experience this; taking someone's virginity and then doing two rounds. He barely did two rounds with other people. Tina was magical like that, always surprising him, always doing things that was unpredictable to him; and he was the king of unpredictable, usually. It was fun. And he didn't want it to stop anytime soon.

Hearing her voice, Sam opened his eyes and started to relax again, coming down from his high. His eyebrows furrowed in pure confusion as Tina started to talk. Where was this coming from all of a sudden? Was she actually regretting having sex with Sam now? Did she not want to be with him again? He slowly shook his head, not understanding a thing. "But," He started out, his eyes raking over her facial features before settling down on her eyes. "I'm falling for you," He told her, and started running a hand through her hair, his fingers moving through strands. "I'm not done with that," Sam wanted to experience more of Tina, he wanted to be with her in ways that only he could be with her. He wanted to spend time with her so badly, and allow himself to fall even deeper in love with her.

Sighing, he also knew that if he didn't promise it, Tina wouldn't have any peace of mind. "I'm never not going to be nice to you, Tina. There's just no way of quitting that," Smiling softly, he booped her nose with his, hoping that it would cheer her up a bit.

TINA: Sam’s hands soothed her like a cat rubbing against its owner. She couldn’t help but feel special in this moment. Wasn’t that enough? Wasn’t it enough that Sam had thought of her to build this fort and fill it with heaters and pillows and blankets? She should be counting her blessings that she had lost her virginity to someone as careful and kind as Sam. Wasn’t that what every girl looked for?

Her tears subsided and a smile finally returned to her face as Sam’s words washed warmth all over her body. “Thank you, Sam,” Tina placed her hands on either side of his face and nuzzled him deeply before kissing his lips. She could get use to the closeness, the sweetness, the almost love that they shared. Wanting this so badly with him made her fearful, made her insecure. From her conversations with Whitney, she knew that insecurities could kill a relationship, or whatever this was that she and Sam shared.

“And there’s no way you’re getting rid of me that easily. Especially after 3 orgasms,” Tina laughed heartily and climbed out of Sam’s lap. Pulling a blanket up and around her, she finally laid down beside him feeling a million things hit her at once. Soreness in her thighs, her abs, her back. A feeling of puffiness in her folds from the copious amounts of sex. Tina felt used up, but in a good way. Doing this with Sam made her feel alive, made her want him in ways she didn’t know she could want someone. Waking up next to him and having sex was now something she wanted to experience on some dreary Sunday morning. Sam was opening doors for Tina in ways she didn’t think would happen until she was at least 20.

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