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[Carly and Sam are still early in their relationship. When the more experienced Carly wants to go faster, how will Sam take it?]
There were definitely some upsides to taking the final steps. It made Carly happy, and Sam would be lying if she said that having a mouth between her legs wasn't enjoyable. Carly was rather eager to do that for some reason; perhaps so that Sam could return the favour.
That being said, it did bring certain disadvantages. For one, Carly was occasionally a bit too eager, wanting it anyplace and anytime. Over the week, it even extended to public places.
Because of this, Sam eventually found herself in Ridgeway's storage room, with Carly pressing her against the door and their lips against each other. When her girlfriend's tongue slipped past her lips, she didn't really mind. When she felt a pair of hands groping her boobs, she started having second thoughts. When those hands slid down her body and started undoing her belt, she decided to stop it before it would get out of hand.
"What if we get caught?" Sam whispered, trying her best to ignore Carly's pouty face. And the batting of those eyelashes. And the way she twiddled her fingers.
"Please? Wendy says she sees people doing it in here all the time, and they've never been caught."
Sam couldn't help but think that if Wendy saw them, then clearly they had been caught, but refused to get side-tracked. Then again, Wendy always seemed to know a lot about people and their personal lives. Good thing she was discrete; Sam had no doubt that Wendy knew everything about her and Carly.
"Um, hey. Can I come in?" Speak of the devil… "Just a heads-up, there's going to be people coming here soon to make out, so I thought I'd warn you. You know, so you don't get caught." Sam blinked in amazement. That girl would make a great segment for iCarly: she had an eerie talent for knowing people's whereabouts and activities. Sam made a mental note to discuss that with Carly later.
"How long until they ar–" Carly began, but Sam quickly interrupted. She was not having sex in a storage room, no matter how long they'd be alone.
"OK, thanks for the warning. Bye." She dragged Carly out into the hall, leaving an amused Wendy behind. Amused, but slightly intrigued at the retreating ‘assets’. Carly and Sam both knew they were being checked out, and it excited them, especially coming from Wendy.
Carly looked disappointed at not making love to Sam, but running into the group Wendy mentioned seemed to make her realise that they barely escaped being caught. Fortunately, exhibitionism wasn't among Carly's many kinks.
Of course, this did lead to Carly feeling unsatisfied for the rest of the day. Sam knew, because Carly took literally every opportunity to kiss, hug or rub herself against Sam. Every single time they were alone, Carly would be all over her. Sam knew it was a display of affection, but perhaps too much display of too much affection.
"Carly… could you wait just a while? I promise I'll take care of you when we get to your place."
Taking care of her; what an odd thing to call it. She remembered when Carly took care of her when she was sick, feeding her chicken soup and cuddling her back to health. Back then, she could still hear the phrase 'take care of you' without it sounding dirty.
She missed that time.
* * *
Home sweet home. It would be extra sweet for Carly today. Spencer wasn't home; they had the place all to themselves. She grinned at Sam, who was walking behind her. The blonde had promised to 'take care of her' earlier today. Carly couldn't wait to get that girl in her bedroom. At the moment, it was hard to care about whether or not that made her a slut.
Sam didn't follow her up the stairs.
Initially, Carly felt disappointment. When she saw Sam's face, however, it melted away to be replaced by concern. Something was clearly bothering the other girl, and even when her mind was clouded by lust, Carly knew that Sam had priority over sex.
"What's wrong?" Instead of upstairs, Carly led her girlfriend towards the couch, an arm around Sam's shoulder and a hand for Sam to hold. Sam accepted the offered hand, but didn't speak. Her face, however, spoke of conflict and apology. Whereas she had been concerned before, she was now scared. She knew that look. Sam was about to reveal something Carly wouldn't like.
"Carly, I love you. I really do." She had an idea of where this was going; her fears increased tenfold. "This week… these two weeks, they've been great." This wasn't happening. This could not be happening. "But–" Don't say it, Sam. Don't you dare say it. "–I think we're better as friends."
She said it.
"I'm sorry, Carly…"
When Sam got up, Carly couldn't stop her, her muscles refusing to respond. When Sam stepped out of the apartment, Carly couldn't even yell after her – it felt like she was suffocating. Finally, when Sam closed the door behind her, Carly couldn't hold back her tears.
* * *
"I'm ho– …Freddie?"
"Hey."
"Why are you here? Where's Carly?"
"She's upstairs."
"Oh, alr–"
"I think you should go talk to her."
"Why? What happened? Is she OK?"
"Not… really."
"What happened?"
"Sam and she broke up."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"…"
"Want me to come with you?"
"Please."
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