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Little Talk || Sam Drake x Reader Drabble

Words: 891

Summary: just a little teasing that happens between Sam & you after failed mission in old temple

Authors: Cass & Bear

You groaned loudly flopping down on the bed in the hotel room that you and Sam shared.

Your body ached with the slightest move, all thanks to many scratches that you've earned while climbing some pretty sharp rocks, not to mention the gun wound that nicely decorated your leg.

It had to be an easy job, some old temple. Everything was fine until a group of mercenaries wanted to get there too, just to get whatever was there and get se cash after selling it on the market. Of course, you and Sam were a simple obstacle.

The whole action would go perfectly if not the lack of knowledge from your opponents, thanks to them the whole temple had collapsed.

You were believing that it was all your fault. You getting shot had only slowed Sam down.

Pulling the pillow closer you growled into it loudly. "I fucked up, Sam!"

He threw you a short glance as he stepped inside the room, closing door right behind him.

"How many times I have to remind you it was none of your fault, huh?," he asked angrily and shook head slightly. "There was no other way out and we were trapped, it could have been me," he sat on the windowsill and lit a cigarette.

You let out a sigh and looked at him. "If I wouldn't get shot, you wouldn't have to stop to help me and we would get out fast enough," explaining you nuzzled to your pillow but soon you got up from bed to slowly walk up to him. "Give me one," you said and sat next to him.

"Are ya kiddin' me, kiddo?," Sam chuckled and ruffled your bangs. "Ain't you too young to taste the cigarette?," he teased but offered you a pack.

You rolled your eyes taking the cigarette and putting it between your lips, smiling at him. "Aren't you too old to follow me around, oldie? I live in continuous fear that people will take you for my father," you teased, snatching the lighter from him to lit a cigarette.

"I still feel bad about failing this job."

He choked himself at your comment and turned head to peek outside the window only to hide his blush.

"I told you, it wasn't your fault so stop thinking about it."

You laughed taking a drag of the cig, watching his reaction.

"You see? I can bite back, Drake," letting out a sigh you looked out of the window.

"Come on, how can I not? We were so close! A few steps away from the treasure, actually."

"And what it'll give you to be worried about thing that we both fucked up?"

"Maybe my leg will hurt less," you hummed and laughed softly. "So? Where to next, boss?," You asked, taking one more drag of your cigarette with a smile on your lips.

"Let's think," he hummed in response. "We can't go back south due to certain situation and fact that we have been seen," Sam stated and hummed in thoughtfulness.

"That's true," you nodded and opened the window enough to throw the end of the cig away.

"Maybe time for a break, just a little one. You always told me that your little brother has a nice house somewhere. I mean, look at you," you said and touched his cheek that was scratched.

"You don't look better than me, I mean. You have one bullet wound less."

"Did you just say that my look is making me less crushable?," Samuel asked and cocked his brew.

You rolled your eyes and laughed, resting your forehead on his shoulder. "No, I didn't say that. I just said you look like a mess. Hot mess but still a mess," explaining this you put your cheek on his shoulder to look at him.

He glared down on you with his eyebrow still cocked.

"You're the pain in the ass, you know this?," he asked.

You giggled and gently kissed his inked neck.

"I know but you still love me, Sammyboy. So, what do you say? Month free from work so we can recover, if not then you will have to carry me everywhere because my leg hurt so much," you said and faked a whimper full of pain and suffering.

"Like I'd care if you are whimpering. If I'd, I'd be gone long time ago because you whimper constantly," he told you and grabbed your arm to pull you closer. "Especially during nights."

You gigled and setteled yourself on his lap, wrapping arm around his neck. "Those whimpers are your favourite after all, Samuel," you teased.

“You know, I've heard some better," he teased back.

You gasped and slapped his shoulder, quickly getting off his lap. "You sleep on the floor, Drake," you informed him with a frown before returning to your spot on the bed.

"Okay, at least I'll massage my back," he joked and got off the windowsill to approach you. Sam's hand slipped in your hair and he massaged your scalp.

You hummed and purred at his touch like a happy kitten. "You see... I take good care of you and your body, old man."

Sam nodded briefly.

"You do. But for now," he poked your shoulder, "I'm taking the bathroom! I need shower!"

You immediately sat up.

"Oh, no, you don't! You spend hours in shower!"

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In The Jungle|| Sam Drake x Reader Smut

Summary: During the presumably failed trip into the jungle with Sam Drake, you two happen to have very steamy moment together

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2234

Authors: Cass & Rouge

"I don't get it... I really don't. It should be here! Right in front of us!" Sam said deeply annoyed, turning the map in his hands in every possible way.

You two found info about some pretty big and old tressure hidden somewhere deep in the jungle. All the clues lead both of you to this place but there was nothing here, trees, bushes, screeching birds and that all. No temple, hidden cave or anything.

"I don't fucking get it, Y/N." Sam muttered and returned to jeep you both rented. He throw the map on the back seat only to grab it again as soon as he got comfortable in the driver seat. "Where is it..." Sam muttered placing the map on car steering wheel, while he lit the cigarette.

"Maybe we have a wrong map?," You suggested softly trying to cool his anger down but seeing his cocked brows made you sure about your failure. "Maybe they were just fooling us... Give me the map," you ordered and as soon as you got it into your hands, you started to read it carefully.

"It can't be a wrong map! I checked it few times, it is the right map and c'mon! You read the books with me and everything." Sam rubbed his face frustrated before taking a deep drag of the cig, letting the smoke out after a moment.

"Yes. I read. But it doesn't mean I read it in a good way. Maybe we have misinterpreted something after all? It was like a linear equation with too many wild cards..."

"Maybe you are right... But to what I understood from those books we should in right place, look." Sam placed the cig between his lips and reached into his pocket, he pulled out a page that he ripped out of the book. "Don't look at me like that, sweetheart, now look... It's the same place." Sam explained placing the page right next to map in your hands.

You were staring at him in disbelief. "Did you rip a page from a book... Samuel! I know you're an asshole but don't do such a things?!," You snorted yet took the page and read it quickly.

He rolled his eyes. "This was a new print, I bet this library has more of those. You know I would NEVER demage an old book." Sam smiled and pointed at map. "See? Everything is the same! We have no building here! Nothing, no cave nor anything." He took map from you and throw it on the back seat.  "I think we need to honest. We are fucked and there is nothing here." Sam said dissapointed.

"Wait. It can't be like that," after stating that you got out of jeep and walked right into the bushes. "C'mon! Help me, Drake! We need to take a closer look at the surroundings."

"Y/N! You have seen this place from one of this hills before we got here." He said jumping out the jeep to follow you. "Nothing's here, as much as I hate to say it, we are done."

You looked everywhere, peeking under every bush you met on your way. Finally, in the end, you laid down on the grass and gasped.  "I can't believe it."

Sam joined you and sighed. "You see? I told you, I think we need to get back and look at what we got so far, maybe you are right." He shrugged and nuzzled to your neck.

You smiled to yourself and gasped once again. "Im fucking pissed, I was counting for some money!"

Sam looked at you and laughed. "And later I hear that I am the one that goes after money only." He chuckled. "Have I ever told you that you look cute when angry?"

"Yeah, many times but as far as you shall of know by now, it won't make me suck your dick," you told him with a grin.

"Oh come on, don't be like this. We didn't find any treasure but we can fuck at last." Sam said with short laugh. "The face you make when you cum is better than a chest filled with ancient gold."

You blinked and narrowed your brows as you glared at him with an awful grimace on your face. "Keep going with this and you will jerk yourself off," you instructed him but quickly straddled his lap.

"Oh, you would never let me do this alone, sweetheart." Sam sat up and wrapped his arm around your waist, he quickly pulled you into a kiss.

Your tongues danced together and you hummed into his mouth. "Mmmm, it's so hot when you kiss me like that."

Sam chuckled. "Oh, I know what my baby girl loves."

He pushed your shirt up and smiled at you. You were wearing the bra that have clasp on the front. "Oh, little one. You simply had to put on daddy's favourite, huh?" Sam teased and quickly unclamped the bra, he immediately wrapped his lips around one of your nipples.

Your head rolled back as you let out a gasp of appreciation for his actions. "Don't be so sure that I wear it for you!”

Sam's hand quickly unbuttoned your pants before slipping inside. "We both know you love to tease me, besides, there is no one else." His hand moved your panties to the side and started to play with your clit.

At this point you hissed at the sudden sensation and moaned louder, rolling hips back and forth. "Stop or I will start thinking that you did this on purpose, the thing with books and map and apparently no treasure where it shall of be.”

"I can't see you don't want me to stop, little one, and why would I do all of this when I could simply take you in our hotel room or the liblary." He said and soon slipped two fingers inside of you with a happy pur. "Nice and tight, as always."

You hit lower lip and gasped looking him deep in the eyes. "Oh, Drake, fuck you, that's so fucking amazing..."

Your hands slipped under his tight short with stains of sweat on the chest. You scratched his flesh with your nails, leaving marks.

"it's more like fuck you, Y/L/N, and I'll gladly do this soon but first be a good girl and cum on daddy's fingers." Sam purred and kissed your neck, his fingers moved in and out faster while his thumb played with your clit.

You rocked hips back and forth, cupping your breasts you played with them hardly and soon your walls started clenching around Sam's fingers.

Sam smiled. "You see, it's not so bad. Now come on, jump out of those pants, little one." He ordered.

You got up from his lap and turned with your back towards him. Rocking hips left to right you started getting undressed, like you were dancing to some music. "You like it, don't you?," You asked openly.

Sam got up from the ground, watching you undress. He picked you up and pressed your body against the nearest tree. "Yea but there is one thing I love more. It's you whimpering and moaning right under me." Sam hummed, pushing his pants down.

"You're disgusting a little but I still love you. Yet pressing me to the tree isn't a great idea, is it?," You turned head towards him and pressed a brief kiss to his cheek only to escape his arms after that. You approached the jeep and jumped on the mask.

Sam rolled his eyes and followed you, soon stepping between your legs. "Honestly I always wanted to fuck girl against the tree." He pushed his boxers down and wasted no time entering your tight cunt. "But jeep's mask will do, I guess." Sam summed up, moving his hips slowly.

You slapped his butt. "Harder," you ordered. "What do you think you're doing? Slam this dick in my pussy, that's what you've wanted after all," smiling sweetly at him you reached out and rubbed your pussy.

Sam happily followed your wish, slamming his cock hard and deep into you. "Your wish is my command, princess. Oh how much I love this tight cunt around my cock." He growled before kissing you deeply.

You kissed man back and slipped tongue into his mouth to deepen the kiss. He tasted like cigarettes but you didn't mind it at all.

Sam growled and grabbed the back of your head, kissing you while his other hand moved between your bodies to rub your clit. "You are driving me crazy," Sam gasped pulling away from the kiss.

"Pull out, I wanna try something else," you asked him and squeezed his butt.

"God, you are so demanding today, little one." Sam muttered but pulled out anyway. With a wet noise his cock escaped your wetness and you jumped off the mask of the car. Soon you leant your forearms against it and stick your butt to him shaking it a little.

San slapped you ass and smiled. "Now, can we finally finish what we started?" He asked slamming his cock back into you, this time he wasn't gently at all.

You placed one knee on the jeep's mask and you gasped hardly. You let him fuck you like he wanted.

He rested his hands on your hips, fucking you hardly. "You like it don't you? You like when daddy fuck you hard?" Sam growled into your ear as his hand traveled back to your clit.

"Yes, the way your cock stretches me is unbearably wonderful and I love it!," You slipped hand between your thighs and rubbed your clit to slip one of your fingers into your pussy along with his cock.

"And I love the way your pussy feels around my cock." Sam placed few gently kisses on your shoulder as his finger circled your clit more aggressively. "The only better feeling is your pussy squezzing me when you come, little one."

"I wanna cum with you, daddy," you cried out and started rolling hips into his hands for more friction. Oh, how amazingly it felt when his cock was moving in and out of your tight core that was already pulsating with waves of pleasure.

"So come on, little one. Your daddy is right behind you, simply let go, princess." Sam hummed into your ear before biting your shoulder, he knew this always drives you crazy.

You sucked you lower lip in and let go of your orgasm that you were holding back. Your pussy clenched tightly and rhythmically around his hard shaft and you cum. Thick juices of yours dripped down your legs and you gasped laying your chest on the mask of the car. "Keep going, keep going, just like this, don't stop, I wanna feel your seed filling me to the brim," you begged and shivered as the wave of heat and pleasure overwhelmed your body.

Sam wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer. "That's my girl, you are so good for your daddy. Fuck." He purred loudly against your nap as his warm cum filled you.

You then pushed him away with your butt making his cock slipped out of your core and you turned around to face him. "And I wanted you to cum on my face, you know I like it," you gasped sadly while you slipped hand between your legs and entered your pussy with two of your slender fingers. You fingered yourself and when you stopped, you put fingers into your mouth and sucked them. "You taste bitterly like a mocha," you measured his features with wide opened eyes.

Sam looked at you and shook his head. "You are the most undecided girl I have ever met. In one moment you whimper that "I wanna feel your seed feeling me to the brim", and moment later you push me away because I did a pretty nice creampie," He rolled his eyes and pulled his underwear and pants up. "I need a cigarette." Sam walked to car and found his pack and the lighter. "Guess we gonna rest and then return to hotel." He muttered and lit the cigarette.

As naked as you were, like at the day of your birth, you came to him and simply pulled cigarette out of his fingers to take a drag. "And in the hotel I'll show you how to satisfy a girl."

Sam took his cig back with a frown. "Oh, believe me, I know how to do that and now dress up, princess." He kissed your forehead and then walked away.

Sam hummed, taking a drag and sat down on a rock. The said rock shaked violently, causing poor man to fell backwards. "Son of a bitch!" Sam growled sitting up, only to see some kind of secret passage open right in front of him. "HA! You see! I was right, come on! Dress up, we have treasure to find!" Sam quickly got up from the ground and without much thinking simply ran inside.

You blinked in disbelief and rolled eyes as soon as he left you alone. "Of course, as long as you take their cocks they'll worship you but as soon as they're done, they leave you alone, in this case naked and in the middle of the jungle," you grunted under breath as you got dressed. "Sure, Drake! Go!," You screamed after him. "I'll be right behind you!"

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Whether a Surprise Or a Hoax || Sam Drake x Reader

Summary: You're trying to find your birthday gift, unfortunately, every attempt ends in a debacle. Is Samuel Drake trying to startle you?

Warnings: none

Words: 926

Authors: Cass & Bear

Lighting another cigarette and inhaling the smoke deep on his lungs, Sam observed how furiously you were digging the hole in the ground. "I'm telling ya, babe, you ain't going to find it, I guarantee. You think I'd perform all of the prevention things to let you find it so easily?," Sam chuckled softly. "Put the shovel down, darling. You'll destroy our garden."

You pointed the shovel at him. "I will dig through the whole garden, Sam. I will find this gif, you will see." You informed him with a smile.

He shook his head and smirked. "You ain't gonna find it, love," after these words Sam sat on the wooden steps leading on your porch.

"Oh c'mon now! Sammy please!" You put the shovel down and followed him. "Tell me where it is, I can't wait any longer."

"Two days. Two days and you'll get the treasure," he promised calmly and reached his hand to place the palm on your knee where he stroked.

"You are annoying," You muttered and hugged arm. "I bet Nate or Sully have it." You added soon, looking up at him.

"You're mistaken, just like I was in the temple week ago," Sam couldn't help but chuckled.

You laughed softly and nodded. "Yup, but let's be honest. Sam Drake first do and later think, you should be thankful I was there with you," Taking his hand you let out a quiet sigh. "If not me, you would have your ass impaled on those spikes. I don't know if I would be able to lose you once again... For good this time."

"You know, wrong ones always survive," he teased and got back on his feet. He dropped the end of cigarette in the ashtray.

You shook your head and laughed again, following him inside. "You are impossible sometimes. You know that?" You purred, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"Snuggling from behind? You know what I like," Sam chuckled as he stopped in front of the fridge. He opened it and peeked inside. "I'd like to have a piece of the cake you baked yesterday."

You hummed something as your hands roamed his body but soon you pulled away, looking at the little box that you found in his pocket. "This is not a cigarette bag for sure, Samuel." You said slowly.

He frowned and turned to you so quickly that he almost caused you fell to your butt. He attempted to pull the box out of your hands.

You smiled but didn't give it back to him. "Hey, hey, hey. What's so important there, huh?"

"Nothing," he almost hissed. "Give that back, Y/N, ain't it funny."

"Hey, if it's nothing then why you act so angry now, hmm?" You teased him.

Sam lustrated you with his eyes and sighed. "Open it, go ahead."

You looked at the box and then back at him. "Well, if this is my gift," you hummed and walked to him and put the box back where you found it. "I just wanted to know where it is, not what it is."

"It's not the gift, actually," he shrugged. "But taking that you found it... I think I won't be waiting these two days..."

Sam pulled little box out and slowly knelt down on one knee.

"Okay," nodding slowly, you watched him. You weren't exactly what's going on and what you should do now.

Sam cleared his throat and slowly opened the box. Inside, there was a little piece of paper.

"Uhm, Sam?" You asked, looking at the piece of paper and then at Sam. "Really?"

"Will you get on another adventure with me?," He asked in serious voice. "I booked the flight already so if you'll say NO, we just lost thousand bucks."

You just blinked looking at him in disbelieve, letting out a heavy sigh you rubbed bridge of your nose. "I will go pack my backpack and our duffle bags." You muttered before walking away to your shared room to pack.

"Wait!," Sam screamed after you as he got back to his feet. He followed you.

"What? We can't go not prepared, and know you I will have to pack half of the pharmacy." You said turning to him.

Sam knelt once again, this time he reached into pocket of his flannel shirt. With free hand he cupped your palm. Once again he pulled the box, smaller than the previous one and opened it. "I wanted to make it in more romantic way but you didn't let me. Will you marry me, Y/N? So we can step into another adventure as a fiancé and fiancée?"

You frowned looking at him. "Are serious Drake? First you pull me out god know where and I need to watch your ass and now this?" You tried to sound offended but you couldn't help and giggled. "Okay I am a terrible lier. Yes... Yes! I will marry you, Sam."

Man placed the ring on your finger and got up to kiss your lips softly. "Now you can go pack. And pack me my socks."

You slapped his shoulder. "Maybe you would move your ass and for once pack yourself, huh? Oh! And thank you! I won 100 bucks from Nate and Sully."

Sam stopped as he was reaching into his pocket to pull cigarettes out. "What?"

"Well, they were so sure that you won't propose to me that each of them put 50 bucks on it." You giggled, grabbing your backpack. ”And now they are mine!”

Sam blinked and watched how you climbed up the stairs.

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Dissipated by a Parrot || Sam Drake x Reader

Summary: What might happen when a parrot takes over control

Warnings: none

Words: 2030

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Sam stopped the motorcycle and looked around the place full of people, surrounded by colorful stands full of everything. "Here we are, Indian market, just like you wished," He said helping you off the vehicle. "But I honestly don't know why are we in here."

"Don't know what exactly?," You asked him and rushed towards one of the stalls shortly after. "Come here, Drake!"

"I don't know why you've wished to come here," Sam explained quickly and followed you, joining you soon. "What did you find there, huh?," He asked, wrapping his arm around your waist.

You slipped out of his embrace smoothly and started a conversation with the seller, asking the elder man about some local spices you could buy. "Look, smell!," You turned face to Sam. "It's so awesome here, can you smell all these scents of fresh spices and herbs?"

Sam looked at you with cigarette between his lips, he put the lighter back into his pocket puffing out some smoke. "Sure I can, smells like this Indian place you love to visit or order the dinner from there," He said, rubbing his nose.

You ignored his comment which in your opinion was partly offensive and you kept on lurking through stalls, talking with people and having good time.

Unfortunately your mood quickly dropped when with the corner of your eye you have spotted a stall where some men were selling animals.

Sam noticed this and got worried. "Hey? What's wrong sweetheart? If this is about my comment, I was just joking. You know me," He said, touching your shoulder.

"Look," you whispered and clenched palms in fists. "I bet they do this illegally. Look at these animals!"

The men were having a lot of animals in cages, sometimes too small to accommodate three or four animals at once. There were parrots, monkeys, iguanas, and many more.

You rushed toward the stall.

Few steps away from stall Sam grabbed you by the arm and pulled you closer. He took cig out of his mouth and looked at you. "Love, that's the way it is here. It's not America, stuff like this happen here, there is nothing we can do about it."

"Help! Madam!" screechy voice got Sam's attention. It was coming from the stall. "Okay, let's see what's going on there." He said letting go of you.

You were first who approached the stall. "Excuse me, don't you think these cages are too small for the animals, huh?," You raised your voice a little and put hands on the metal table on which a cage with a parrot was placed.

Shady looking man glared at you with a frown. "Ah! Americans! Want get a pet? They good and healthy! I have papers," He said and smiled at you. "For nice lady like you 250$! Go, look, find perfect pet."

Sam frowned at the poor attempt in both English and selling you a pet. He tried to find the source. He walked around looking at all the poor trapped animals. "I wish I could let you all out." Sam walked until he came face to face with a parrot cage.

"Cookie?," Bird asked and Sam recognized the voice.

"Y/N! Sweetheart, come here!" He called you.

Glaring angrily at the seller and didn't move your glance off his shady-looking face, you approached your boyfriend. "Yes?"

"Look at this cutie." He said pointing at the cage.

"Hello! Namaskaar!" Parrot screeched and started to bite the metal bars of a cage.

Sam licked his lips looking around. "How about we take her and I will make sure this stand disappears and animals will be freed?"

Measuring his features with curious glance you gave him a slight nod of your head. "You can rip their little balls as well," you said.

Sam smiled and ruffled your hair. "Don't ya worry your pretty little head, love.”

Parrot looked at both of you. "Love, Love. Help." It screeched.

Sam chuckled and took the cage off the hook. "Go on, use your charm and get us some good price."

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Afternoon came quickly and started covering the world with thick curtain of darkness and quietness.

The hotel room was filled with a dim light coming from a little lamp standing on a wooden nightstand.

Dressed in short shorts and too tight tank top you were sitting on the bed and observing how the parrot you and Sam bought on the market was wandering back and forth along windowsill.

Parrot stopped to clean its feathers, it shook its head and looked at you. "Hello. Cookie? Please!" It screeched.

Sam opened the door and smiled looking at you. "That's my favorite part of working with girlfriend. The sweet sight of you in my room," He joked and walked closer to kiss your head, Sam sat next to you. "So! I have good news, I took care of that man. He is done and animals will be free."

Parrot jumped off the windowsill and happily jumped toward Sam.

"Look!," You almost jumped in spot. "It's jumping! Look at these little jumps! Oh, God!"

"Yea, I think I know why." He said and picked up bird to look at it. "Those kind of people cut the wings, so they can ran away." Sam sighed and set parrot on his laps.

Bird looked at him and soon started to climb his jacket only to try to get to his pocket.

You took one of injured wings and saw a sharp line of where the cut was. You giggled seeing how parrot made it to Sam's shoulder.

"Ah! Yeah, yeah right! I have something for you." Sam said and pulled out few bird cookies, bird took one and started to eat it.

He smiled and started to pet animal's head. "Y/N? You think it can stay with us?"

"Why not. But I'll list up what is forbidden around this little sweetheart. First, no swearing. I don't want him or her to lurk around while squawking fuck, understood?," You smiled. "Second, I'll try to teach him or her talk. Next, no smoking around the parrot."

Sam smiled looking at you. "Look at you! Acting like a real life mom, I feel the maternal instinct kicking in." Sam joked and parrot nuzzled to his neck. "I think it likes my birds."

You reached hand and tried to invite parrot on your shoulder. "C'mere, baby. Come to mama."

Parrot took one more cookie from Sam and jumped on your hand and then traveled on your shoulder. "Cookie?" It said within high tone, offering you the said cookie, almost throwing it on your knees.

"Keep it to yourself, baby!," As gently as you could, you stroked parrot's head. "It's fluffy! I'm dying! I will never live this little lovely birdy behind!"

"Yes! We will take you home, buy you a big, nice, cozy cage or no you know what fu.... Heck the cage. I will get you a tree, you will be free and have a lots of snack." Sam said with a smile. "But I think it's time to sleep."

"What if baby will fly out through the window?," You asked in worried voice.

"Y/N, the wings? Remember?" Sam asked, looking at you. "It won't heal, love. This poor thing will stay flightless untill its last day," Sam said, picking up the parrot. "For now we will put it in the cage and cover it."

Man did exactly what he said and turned to you. "Baby is asleep so now daddy can take care of mommy," Sam hummed, slowly getting closer to you.

You knelt on the mattress and as soon as he came closer you put hands to his crotch where you massaged him lightly with your glance on his face.

Sam landed down to kiss you gently, pushing you further on the bed. His hand traveled under your top. "Now, let's see wh..."

Sam was interrupted by a loud parrot's sound. It wasn't any specific word, just a loud scream.

You almost let a hum of appreciation when you heard the parrot and its swishing voice. You laid back on the bed and rested head on the pillow and slowly spread you legs looking at Sam. "Go ahead, daddy. Our kid apparently needs attention."

Sam laughed resting his forehead on your shoulder, placing few kisses there. "C'mon. He... Or she is a big bird. It will be fine, now I want to give my attention to you."

He kissed your neck and moved down until he was kissing belly. The parrot screamed again, Sam groaned and put his head on your stomach. "I guess we will have our first sleepless night."

"Maybe it want to get outta cage. Let this happen and then maybe I'll let you to have some of this," you rubbed thighs together and licked your lips briefly, shifting your shirt up enough to reveal a little of your rounded boobs to him.

"I will put it in other room." He got up from the bed and walked to cage.

"You don't like sleeping, huh buddy?" Sam joked and removed the cover. He freed the bird and moved it to other room.

Soon your boyfriend joined you again, he didn't wasted more time and removed your top and shorts. "This will be fu..." Sam was again interrupted by a loud scream from other room.

As naked as you were beneath Samuel Drake, you used all of your strengths to push him aside. Then, you smoothly got off the bed and with a familiar swing in your hips you walked to another room and soon came back with parrot sitting on your shoulder. "Let him stay."

"You will let our baby watch how I F… you?" Sam said not really sure how else avoid the "F" word. "Isn't it depressing, I don't want this to become a disfuctional family."

You went to the wardrobe and let the parrot got off your shoulders to step on the counter of the furniture.

Parrot, squeaking happily walked back and forth along the edge of wardrobe and at the end it sat in the middle, looking down on the room.

With a smile you turned to Sam and slowly got on the old bed, straddling his laps quickly. "He or she doesn't understand anything at all darling," you explained. "Besides, since when are you concerned about someone watching us?," You asked and giggled shortly after. You placed hands to his chest and leant forward, rubbing your naked breasts against his chest covered under grey shirt. You nibbled onto his earlobe. "I thought it's turning you on, actually."

Sam sat up and wrapped his arm around you. "Well it's our baby after all, I don't want it to see those stuff until it's 18th birthday." He joked and kissed you deeply, suddenly Sam hissed. "Fuck." He pulled away to take a look at his hand, it was bitten. The parrot look at him from behind you.

You laughed and got off his lap. "I think no pussy for you tonight then."

"I guess so." Sam said with a heavy sigh, he quickly found his jacket.

"Cookie?" Parrot asked, tilting it's head.

"Yea, here." Sam muttered giving the last cookie to the bird. "I think we will have a lot things to adjust. When it comes to us and parrot."

"Like what?," You asked slipping your naked body under thin quilt.

"Teaching him that we need some private time too and learning that we have... feathery baby." Sam joked and removed his pants and shirt to join you under quilt. He sighed and pulled you closer, soon parrot tried to squeeze between two of you.

"Come here, little one," you let the parrot placed itself between two of you. You pressed your lips to little head which was accompanied with loud, squeaking "hello".

Sam looked at you with a frown. "Shall I be jealous?" He asked.

"Maybe," you replied.

Sam laughed quiely and pulled you a little closer, being careful to not hurt the bird. "You are lucky I love you." He said and kissed your forehead. "And I think I love you too. Even if I am a litte jealous." Sam muttered before kissing parrot's head.

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A Dream || Part III || Sam Drake x Reader

Summary: How surprised Sam is when he meets you in the prison, and when it turns out you're the friend of Adler. Fortunately, Drake lets you play a little game with him.

Warnings: None

Words: 3613

Authors: Cass & Rouge

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The very first rays of sun slowly moved along the bed as they fell into the room though opened window.

As soon as you felt warmness on your face, you rolled on your side. Stretching a little, you straightened your arms, accidentally hitting a rough flesh by your side.

You frowned and turned head aside only to see Sam sleeping by your side. You smiled at the sight of naked man with his head put to one of your pillows. You admired his features for a long while.

If someone would have entered the room, they would definitely admit that the party was hard the night before; your clothes were thrown to the floor, Sam's stuff also. Your panties hung casually from the desk sending on the left from the door. You smiled at the sight, blushing a little.

It wasn't a good morning for Sam. The nightmare was hunting him deep in his sleep. He could see dark figures, hovering over him and talking in some incomprehensible language but somehow Sam could recognize the surrounding. It was prison...

Sam woke up and looked around, ready to see the stone walls and floor but he relaxed as soon as he realized he is in your bedroom. "I fucking hate nightmares." He muttered, sitting up. Sam rubbed his face before turning his attention to you. "Good morning beautiful."

"Hey," you whispered, pulling the quilt up to make sure you were covered. "Shush, it's okay, you're with me, I won't let anyone hurt you," your palm was put to his bare left forearm where you stroked him.

Sam smiled and moved closer to you, he hugged you. Nuzzling to your neck Sam sighed deeply. "And I couldn't be more happy but now excuse me." Sam kissed your cheek and then got up to find his boxers. After putting the boxers back on Sam grabbed the box of cigarettes and a lighter, he winked at you and went on the balcony to smoke.

You giggled loudly as you observed him walking out on the balcony.

The moment when he casually looked after his boxers made you blush like a little girl that was seeing a naked man for the very first time.

Biting inside of your cheeks, you got up and put a nightgown on, you didn't bother with looking for your underwear. You wrapped the stripes of the nightgown together, and joined Sam on the balcony, putting arm to his back.

Sam looked at you and smiled before offering you his cigarette. "You know? I never expected to wake up next to such a beautiful girl like you." He hummed, kissing your forehead.

Sam felt happy for once, he never expected to feel that happy just because he had a person right next to him.

You simply intervined your hand with his, nuzzling to his strong bicep and taking the cigarette he offered you. You inhaled the smoke and held it for a moment before exhaling it via nose. "Sam, you're making me blush, stop it!"

"Such a beautiful girl looks even more beautiful with the blush on her cheeks." He said kissing your hand.

After that Sam was quiet, simply looking at the outside world. He didn't want to go back to Rafe, he really wanted to just stay here with you. "So... I think we should eat and got back to your friend." Sam muttered, taking the cig from you.

You wrapped arms around his figure from the side, like you would be holding him for the very last time. You squeezed him and slipped into his arms. "I don't want this to happen, I want to stay here, with you, I don't need anyone nor anything else right now."

Sam smiled softly and hugged you tightly. "I know, little one but we both know Rafe. I will make sure that anywhere we go, you go too, okay? You will stay close to me no matter what." He promised, kissing top of your head.

Soon after this he took your hand and lead you to your kitchen to make you a wonderful breakfast. Even if he wasn't a five stars cook.

After the nice breakfast Sam got up from the table to finally go and dress up.

You were finishing your french toast and coffee while observing him leaving to get back to your bedroom to get dressed.

You were struggling oh so hard with yourself. One part of you was trying to calm you down, using some arguments regarding Rafe and his rage, while the other part desperately wanted to scream all the truth to Sam. You hated yourself for falling for this man, he had to be another ordinary job you have done for Rafe so many times before. But something has changed, and you knew it too well...

Soon Sam returned to the kitchen and smiled at you. "I should take a shower, I smell like bottle of your perfumes but I don't mind. It's a scent of a great night." He joked sitting back at his chair. "You should get ready to leave soon, sweetheart."

You choked on the coffee you were sipping. "Yeah, yeah, I need few minutes," you told him with a brief smile.

As soon as you put your favorite black, fitted pants on and completed the outfit with a black, lacy shirt, you got downstairs and looked at Sam. "C'mon."

Sam gladly followed you.

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Back at the hotel Rafe was already waiting at the two of you.

He smiled when you two entered the building. "Finally. I was afraid that whore stole my expert."

"Hey, hold your horses there." Sam frowned, grabbing your hand tightly.

"Oh, oh my god. You fell for it? Seriously Sam?" Rafe laughed, looking at you. "Tell him the truth, Y/N. Tell him that I paid you so we can get over with this bullshit." Adler muttered.

You swallowed hardly but never left Sam's hand. "It's not a truth, Rafe," you snarled. "You don't have to be a dick when it's unnecessary," you told him, praying inside for Sam to not believe other man's words.

"Listen, pal. She is a whore, whatever she want she gets trough bed. You need something? Pay and she will jump to someone's bed to get it for you. I paid her to go to the prison and to get you now. Just because I don't have a time for your fucking tamed Drake attitude." Rafe said with a shrug.

Sam never let go of your hand but he looked at you. His eyes were full of disbelieve. "Y/N? Is he telling a truth for once?"

"Sam...," You whispered looking hesitantly up at him. "I... It was like this at the beginning, yes, he did pay me, you knew about this but you've changed everything! I can't imagine... Please, forgive me, love...," You begged him, tugging onto his sleeve.

With clenched teeth you threw a glance to Rafe. "I'll fucking kill you if you'll do anything to him."

Rafe chuckled loudly, throwing his head back. "Oh yea, because I am afraid of one little whore whom will fuck anyome to get few bucks." Adler snapped walking closer to but Sam stopped him from getting too closer.

"I said hold you horses there, Rafe. Give us few minutes or you will never get the treasure." Sam said with a frown than looked at you. "C'mon." He pulled you to some empty room. Closing the door Sam looked at you. "So it's true... You are a whore? He paid you for all those sweet words?"

"Yes," you claimed. "He did."

The tears made your eyes glisten, yet you held them back, looking at the ceiling and blinking few times.

"He paid me for the prison. I did this because he asked me to, and I owed him a favour for something he had done for me months ago," you said shortly. "He also paid me for all this that happened last night... But I didn't take his money, I gave the envelope back to one of his "friends", I couldn't...," You explained yourself. "I couldn't wait to see you again... Then, in that fucking prison, something broke within me... I couldn't stop myself from thinking about you, Sam, I mean it, please! You need to believe me!," You begged while walking to him and grabbing his palm.

Sam looked at you, unsure of what to do now. He felt hurt and betrayed but somehow he believed you. Maybe he was a fool now but he couldn't say that he didn't love you. He did, even this new information didn't change too much.

Sam smiled at you softly and pulled you closer to kiss your soft lips. "Shhh, little one. It's okay, I believe you."

You started crying like a baby, nuzzling to him, with your hands wrapped around his waist Inna desperate grasp. "Sam!," You mumbled. "Please! Forgive me all this, I didn't know that you'll change my life!," You eyes wet from tears you looked up at him.

Sam hugged you tightly, gently rubbing you back trying his best to calm you down. "It's okay, I forgive you. You changed my life as well, little one."

You climbed on your tiptoes and kissed him. "We need to get back to this... Fucking spoiled brat."

"I know but we will together, okay?" Sam smiled, wiping the tear off your cheek with his thumb. Before the two of you left the room Sam pulled you into one more kiss.

Soon, you and Sam got back to Rafe. You threw a man a cold glance.

"I see someone likes his whore." He laughed and shook his head. "Whatever, now listen." Rafe pointed at Sam.

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Rafe's plan was to go on some island he thought might be helpfull. It wasn't, Sam knew that but Rafe didn't listen. According to Adler's notes this place could be hiding some important clues and he had to get them.

So there you two were. Locked on the boat, under the deck. Only good thing in Rafe's obsession was his money. Cabin looked like a fucking hotel room. Sam didn't mind waiting here while Rafe searched the island with his men. At last he was closed with you. "You okay there?" Sam asked quietly, kissing your forehead.

You nodded. The truth was you wasn't okay at all, you were tired, exhausted after sleepless hours and Rafe's screams. But you tried to stay strong, you didn't want Sam to think you're too vulnerable.

"You think there's nothing in here?," You asked Drake.

"First of all, you are a terrible liar. I can see the tiredness in your eyes." He said, looking at you. Sam knew that those conditions weren't the best, especially for girl like you. "Second, I know there is nothing there. Avery was here but it was nothing more than a stop in his travel. Only clue that can be here is something dropped by one of his men but I doubt even this."

"What's gonna happen with us if Rafe won't get what he wants?," You asked and lied your head on the pillow on the little bed that was placed in your room. The seasickness was kicking you hard.

Sam sat down on the bed and rubbed your shoulder, trying his best to comfort you. He never planned to drag your into this but Rafe didn't give you nor him any other choice. The truth was He wasn’t completely sure himself what Rafe will do.

The moment of silence was quickly broke by Adler himself opening the dooe. "You two, out!" Rafe growled waving his gun to make you two move, he didn't look happy in one single bit.

Sam frowned at his behaviour and helped you get up and leave the boat. He looked at Rafer. "What?"

"There was NOTHING! NOTHING you hear me, huh?! You and your slut, move your asses to help me find the clue!" Rafe yelled.

Sam wanted to punch Rafe in his stupid face and run but it was a suicide taking fact Adler had some mercenaries with him. Older Drake only nodded and took your hand. "Come on, sweetheart."

As soon as your feet touched the sand, you bowed in a half and vomited, letting out a quiet whimper as you did.

One of the mercenaries approached you and hit your stomach with the riffle. "Move!," He screamed at you, and you followed the order, what else could you do?

"Rafe, please," you mumbled and grabbed man by sleeve of his luxury looking shirt. "Samuel has told you that you won't find anything on this goddamn island, he is not mistaken, trust me," you gasped.

Rafe grabbed you chin and smiled, forcing you to look at him. "Listen, love. He and his little brother wanted this treasure for themselves when we were looking for it. So no, I won't let him possibly trick me." He said and pushed you toward Sam. "Now move, I can smell your vomit."

You gasped when he pushed you, your stomach twitched and you thought for a second that you'll vomit again, yet you managed to calm yourself down.

Leg by leg, you were walking along the shoreline.

Sam patted your shoulder and smiled. "C'mon, hop on. I will carry you." He stopped and pointed at his back.

"There ya go, it will be easier for you, little one." Sam hummed as he started to walk again, making sure you won't fall down.

Soon all of you got to the place where Rafe was searching for the clues. It was a big altitude with a cave and beautiful view on the whole island and the ocean. "Inside. Just you." Rafe said, pointing at Sam.

Sam put you down carefully and kissed your forehead. "Be right back. Don't go anywhere." He winked and went inside the cave with Adler.

"Sam...," You tried to grab his hand but the man didn't stop and followed Rafe inside.

You sat in the tall grass, looking at the mercenaries that were guarding you.

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It took them around 30 minutes to return. Sam walked out first and immediately walked to you.

"What the fuck you mean there is fucking nothing?!" Rafe yelled full of rage. "I fucking checked the book and maps! There must be something!"

"No, there is not! I told you already! Your information were wrong! This islad has nothing to do with Avery or his men!" Sam informed Rafer with a frown.

You quickly got back to your feet and held onto Sam's shoulder. "He says the truth, Rafe. You're mistaken, there's nothing but a graveyard of ships," you added and nuzzled to Sam. Feeling his scent in your nostrils made you gasp a little, you felt safe again.

"At the same time, you don't want to tell me where to go, huh? Okay okay, fine. I know how to make you talk." Rafe smiled and then looked his men. "Grab him, give me the girl." He ordered and few man successfully separated you from Sam.

Two men held older Drake when their friend dragged you right into Rafe's paws. "Hi there, love." He purred pulling you closer to his side.

You were shaking, mostly from fear. You felt Rafe was raging with anger, he was capable of everything in such a state. "Rafe...," You cried. "What the fuck?"

"Hey, hey! Let me go, you assholes!" Sam growled, trying to free himself.

Adler chuckled at your cry. "Oh, come on, love. You are going to take a little trip." He hummed, dragging you to the cliff. Rafe bend down over the drop, holding you tightly to his chest, he whistled. "Quite the way down, right Y/N?"

You couldn't reply to his words, horror overwhelmed you, your blood turned cold and heart skipped a beat as you looked in the abyss.

Rafe pat your head and moved back to turn back to Sam, staying close to the edge. "You see, Sammy. We work for like... Two day, not to meantion the thing with your brother." He shrugged and pulled out his gun. "And I already have enough of you. First you drag in your slut, I honestly still can't believe you fall for this whore. Second, you don't even try to help me, you just follow around and fuck Y/N."Rafe ranted before pulling away from you. He held you by your hair pressing gun to your side, perfect place to hurt but not kill you immediately. "Best thing to do is... get rid of a distraction."

Sam's blood ran cold, seeing all of this. He couldn't get to you, no matter how hard he tried to free himself and he couldn't lose you. You didn't do anything. "LEAVE HER FUCKING ALONE! Send her home and I swear I will do whatever you want!" Sam yelled.

You gasped and didn't even try to hold your tears back. You knew Rafe for months now, and one thing you were pretty sure was the fact he was capable to everything to reach his goals.

You had to do something, you didn't want to sacrifice your life without fighting.

With a quick motion, you kicked back, hitting Rafe right in his knee. Unfortunately, his grasp on your hair tightened which caused you were unable to move, only sank to your knees a little when he pulled on them. "Leave me alone!," You were struggling with the man for a longer moment. Feeling the miserable position of yours, you gave upon any attempts of freeing yourself.

You raised your chin and gave a glance to Sam. "I'm sorry," you whispered. "Viva el amor," you moved your lips slightly, you weren't sure whether Sam heard you or not.

Rafe looked at your lips and smiled. "Long live the love? Aww, how cute, but you know what? You won't live long." He informed you before pulling the trigger.

A loud sound filled the air and Sam yelled your name, resuming his struggle with freeing himself but there still was no use. He wasn't able to ran to you. The view of you being shot and bleeding right in front o him made his heart break in millions of small pieces.

"Look at him, Y/N. Isn't it beautiful, man in love with a whore. Wasn't there movie like this or something?" Rafe hummed and shrugged. "Any last words, slut?"

You fully sank to your knees. The warmness started spreading all over your body, the pulsing, sharp pain in your left side was unbearable. You tried to say anything, but you were unable to form a word. Choking with your own blood, you knelt helplessly with your back facing Rafe. You slowly reached your hand towards Sam, like you'd want to touch him for the very last time. "Sam...," You mumbled, choking more. "I love...," You tried to finish your statement.

"Oh yeah, yeah. You love him, I bet he get the message. Both messages actually." Rafe rolled his eyes and pulled you up to your legs. "Now, little bird. We will see if you can fly." Rafe said with smile and simply pushed you off the cliff, ordering his men to let Sam go.

"Fuck! No, no, no! Y/N!" Sam yelled and quickly ran to the edge of the cliff. He prayed to whatever god was up there, hoping you somehow grabbed some branch or leanded on some rock shelf or whatever would save your life.

He looked right into the abyss, all he heard was your scream. Full of fear and pain. Soon it was cut off by a slam, Sam could swear he heard you little, fragile body being crush against the hard ground, breaking every little bone and tearing every inch of your soft skin.

Sam moved away from the cliff to sit on his knees, already mourning you. Rafe's laugh woken up some kind of hidden rage inside of him. Sam got back on his legs and looked at Rafe. "I am going to kill you!" He yelled, running right at his 'partner'.

Suddenly there was a bright light and people. Few of them actually, they spoke Spanish and looked like some low cost doctors. Sam wanted to sit up but the terrible pain in his left side stopped his. This wasn't right, you were the one who died, not him right?

Sam lied montionless for a few hours when he regained the control over his body and mind he realized the terrible truth.

He was in Panama, on the 'surgery' table. While the ‘doctors’ put him together after shot.

Everything that happened. You. Rafe. Freedome. His love. It was all a sick dream created by his intoxicated brain.

Sam spent fifteen years behind the bars, waiting for realise or death. Sometimes he was recalling you, especially at the nights when he felt lonely in his cell.

After those hard fifteen years Rafe indeed came to bail him out, but there was no one named Y/N. When Sam asked Rafe if he has a female friend with your name Rafe only laughed and said. "No, but don't worry. If you need to get off that much I bet I can find you prostitute with this name."

Sam wanted to cry. He really did. His brain created such a beautiful imagine, giving him hope that He can be happy for once in his whole life. Maybe to even have a family, proof to himself that he could be better than his father ever was.

Apperently his future was planed in completely different way. Sam hid his feelings deep inside and decided to get to his work.

You know the rest of Sam Drake’s story….

Do you really...?

CROSSfire || Sam Drake x Reader Smut

Summary: Sam needs your help with getting the cross. Who says that such a difficult task can't be enjoyable?

Warnings: Smut

Words: 4016

Authors: Cass & Rouge

Request by: @porgswillrullgalaxymotherfucker

The auction day came quickly.

You stepped into an old castle, wearing a lacy, red dress that reached half of your thighs. It was a flared dress with deep neckline and revealed back. You wore black high heels in an addition to your outfit. Your hair were pinned up in a bun.

 You walked into a huge ballroom, a lot of people were inside; ladies in dresses, gentlemen in tuxedos or suits.

 You smelled the champagne in the air, and smiled to yourself. Reaching to your little purse, you pulled a little mirror out and checked your red lipstick. It was applied perfectly, so you smiled proudly to your reflection.

Sam and Nate looked around the crowded ballroom. The plan was simple: get the cross and run away. There was nothing in between them and the artefact.

 When Nate casually watched people and the room itself, Sam's eyes stopped at beautiful young lady in a flared, red dress.

Older Drake was a simple man, freshly out of the jail, so he thought a female company would be a very nice addition.

 Sam tapped Nate's shoulder. "Listen, we still have some time before the big plan. So I will go do reconnaissance among the people. Who knows, maybe I will find out something interesting," he shrugged and quickly walked away to follow the girl before Nate could say a word.

 Nathan blinked and narrowed his brows, observing how his older brother walked away and soon vanished among the crowd. He understood that Sam was all alone by many years, but it wasn't a proper place nor time for affairs. He didn't stop Sam, though.

 You took a glass of champagne off the silver plate that a waiter offered. Taking a little sip, you left a mark of your red lips on the glass. You walked closer to he podium, and took a proper look on the cross. You had to get this item.

 Sam grabbed one glass as well and walked to the girl. He took a quick sip of the champagne, noticing that woman was looking at the cross. He dicided it's his chance. "Saint Dismas cross... Really rarity of tonight's event. Are you here for it? Or does lady like you wait to buy a nice ancient necklace to match this beautiful dress?"

 You stopped sipping your champagne, and slowly turned head to face the man who spoke to you.

 First impression was more than positive. He seemed stylish and classy. As tall as he was, he hovered over you. He was for sure older than you.

 "I'm into getting this beautiful cross," you replied with cocked brow.

Even though his comment made you flattered, you tried to hide it.

 Sam looked at the woman and smiled as his eyes scanned her body. Here was a perk of being tall, taking a peak into woman's cleavage wasn't too hard.

 He chuckled casually taking a sip from his glass. "Oh, really? And what will you do with this cross? Are you a private collector or something?"

 "Let's say I need it for work purposes," you replied and moved around. You caught him staring into your boobs, and you felt like blushing.

 With a swing in your hips, you walked into the door direction. "And you?," You asked loudly. "What's your purpose here?"

 Sam followed the woman admiring the nice move of her hips. Maybe he was locked away for way too long? "Well, I came here to get the cross. I also need it for my work," he hummeed with a small nod. "You see, I am the Saint Dismas expert. This thing would help a lot in my research."

 You stopped in the threshold, and leant your back against a doorframe. "Oh, so apparently, you're the expert. It's a pleasure for me then," you sent him a brief smile. You pushed your hips forward gently, you knew he was observing you. "What do you do for living?"

 "Uhm, ya know. I read, I do research, travel," Sam shrugged, standing right next to her.

"I meet beautiful ladies from time to time. This is the best part, honestly."

 "Oh, you mean it?," You asked and ran the tip of your tongue along your lower lip.

 Sam dared to slowly wrap his arm around her waist and smiled. "Oh, sure I do mean it and I need to say this, I have never met a lady as stunning and beautiful as you."

 You slowly cocked one of your brows. Oh, how flattered you were! He was making you blush. And he was a complete stranger!

 You tilted your head a little. "I bet you say things like this to every girl."

 Sam shook his head as he stroked her waist gently with his colosal hand. "No, these words are reserved for one special lady and I think I found her. After all the years of searching."

 You looked at him, you didn't know what to say.

The compliments he was offering you were the cheapest one, but somehow you were falling for them. At least a little part of you was.

 The auction started, so you excused him. "I need to take the best place now," you told him. "But who knows, maybe we'll meet up later?"

 You walked away, with the familiar swing in your hips, turning your head a little to looked at him above your shoulder.

 Sam watched her hips with a smile, he just got the idea how to get the cross and leave this place in peace.

 He quickly went to Nathan who was talking to Sully. "Gentlemen, I just created a master plan that will help us get a cross."

 "Honestly I am scared to ask," Sully muttered.

 "So what's your plan, Sam? I can sneak out to the controlling room and switch the lights off, as we planned before," Nathan crossed arms over his chest.

 He shook his head. "There is no need for this, little brother. See that beautiful girl in red dress?" Sam discreetly pointed at you. "This little cutie is horny for that cross. Well, not only for the cross if you two catch my drift," he said with a small shrug. "Here is the thing. We need to let her win it. Later I will get it."

 Sully exchanged surprised glances with Nathan.

 The younger Drake asked first. "How are you going to do this?," He looked at his older brother.

 Sully rubbed his chin. "There are a lot of guards around. How are you going to force her to give you the cross? Are you going to kick her so she will lose consciousness?"

 Sam let out a fake laugh and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, come on, Victor. We all are gentlemen here and we sure know how to treat a good lookin' lady," he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

 Sullivan stroked his mustache. "I am afraid you might be too sure of yourself. Such a woman, she doesn't look like a fool girl."

 "Let him try," Nathan decided.

 "I talked with her and she's already mine," Sam winked. "Besides, I still can steal the cross from her. She is alone, and I am twice her size. What can go wrong?," He was sure of his idea.

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The auction was fierce and rough, many people wanted to out their hands on the cross.

 Nathan and Sully were standing in the back of the ballroom, sipping on their drinks, observing the place.

 You were setting the highest bids, and finally, after half an hour, you made it. The Saint Dismas cross was yours.

 As soon as you took the artifact in your hands, you finished your champagne and left the room. You headed to the bathroom.

 "Here she goes. Cross fingers for me," Sam said walking away.

 He followed you, making sure he looked decent. "Well, hello there, lucky lady. I can see the luck doesn't leave your side tonight," Sam greeted you when he got close enough.

 You frowned as soon as you heard the male voice behind you. You turned head around, and relaxed as soon as you spotted the stranger who talked to you earlier. "I think you lost your way. Men's toilet is on the other side of the corridor," you pointed a white door for him. "And apparently it was my lucky auction, indeed."

 Sam laughed and nodded. "Oh, don't worry, I am not lost in any way. You said that maybe we will met again, so I just decided to help my luck," he shrugged. "How about celebrating your victory?"

 "I'm set with my friends," you told him. "I need to fix my hair and I'm going to leave. Celebration will be huge tonight," you admitted and opened the door to the restroom. You stepped in, and closed the door behind you.

 As soon as you did, you shifted the cross into your purse.

 Sam rolled his eyes, he was getting slightly annoyed. He wanted to get the cross and to get off, this was something he really needed.

 Rubbing his face he followed you inside the bathroom. Even if it was wrong. "Oh, come on, little one. Why are you running away from me like that?"

 You were leaning over a sink, sipping the water from your curled palm. You choked on it when you heard the man stepped into the restroom right behind you. "I'm sorry, it's ladies' bathroom," you reminded him and wiped your lips with a top of your palm.

 You measured his features with an interested glance, from the bottom to the top. Oh, how handsome this man was. His attention was flattering you.

"I'm not running away, sir," you informed him, yet licked your lips. He was even more than handsome, you had to admit when he stepped in a full light.

 "Oh, so it's a sir? I like this nickname," Sam said with a smile, checking you out again. You looked so beautiful that Sam wanted to fuck you right here, he noticed how you looked at him as well. "Like what you see, little one?"

 You didn't reply. Instead, you turned with your back to him and you started applying some powder to your nose. "Let's say I do. It's been a while since I saw a man your age in such a good shape."

 Sam chuckled and walked to you, he pressed his front to your back, trapping you between the sink and his body. "I feel flattered that you think something like this about me, but trust me, girl, I am in s good shape in every way possible," he whispered right into your ear.

 Instinctively, you stick your bun out to him, pressing it to his crotch, and rubbing your ass over him. You licked your lips slowly, looking at your reflection in a huge mirror. You smirked at the man. "So. You do feel flattered? So maybe I'll try to make you blush now," you whispered.

 As you were trapped between the man and the counter there the sink was, you didn't want to turn to him. Instead, you slowly moved stripes of your dress down, slowly freeing both of your hands and exposing your naked boobs to him. You did it as slowly as possible, at the same time still rolling your hips and rubbing your bun against his crotch.

 Sam moved his hand to your belly, he looked at you in the mirror. "Oh, sweetheart. You will need more than that to make me blush."

His hand moved from your belly to cup your boob. Sam massaged it, playing with your nipple while his lips attacked your neck.

 With a gasp you rolled head back, resting it in his chest. You provided him better access to your neck.

One of your hands was placed to his on your boob, you licked your lips some more when he pinched your nipple. Meantime, other hand of yours moved to be placed on his thigh. Even through his pants you could feel well built muscles.

 Sam pushed his hips against you, he kissed your neck and moved to your shoulder. "You are a naughty little thing, ain't ya?"

Sam's hand left your boob and moved between your bodies to move the lower part of your dress up. "Let's see what are you hiding there."

 You gasped and moved in his arms, turning around to face him. You pulled the hems of your dress up and exposed your black, lacy panties.

 "Well, hello there, beautiful," Sam hummed and kissed you. He moved your panties aside and his finger immediately traveled to your clit. "Tell me what do you desire."

 You licked your lips and jumped on the counter, parting your legs widely for him. You caught man by his white shirt and pulled him closer, so his crotch pressed to your exposed clit. "I have no idea. Girls just want to have fun though, so maybe show me how it is to have fun with older, experienced man like you," you ran your hand up and down his chest, licking your lips slowly.

 "As this expirianced man I suggest we skip this boring foreplay and get straight to the main fun," Sam said before working on his pants and letting them drop down to his ankles together with his boxers. "Just look what you're doing to me," he growled, giving himself few strokes.

 You licked your lips and reached hand to place it on his shaft. Man's cock was hard, smooth in touch, yet with many veins on the surface, so you hummed loudly. Your thumb rubbed his tip. Then, you spat on your palm and rubbed your clit as well.

 Sam watched you with amusment before removing your hand from your clit. He looked you right in the eyes, and slowly pushed his cock in, Sam's fingers started to work on your clit while his hips snapped roughly.

 You rolled head back, letting a little whimper out. He roamed into you viciously, he gave you pain, but the pleasure made it all up for you. "You like younger girls, don't ya?," You gasped in anticipation of his another thrust.

 Sam pinched your clit gently, not stopping his movements. "I like all girls, as long as they do not complain about headache too much," man winked at you. Sam's hips stuttered a little. He was getting close, maybe he was locked away a bit too long.

 After some time, you pushed him off, so his cock slipped out of you with a wet noise. Jumping off the counter, you turned around, resting your hands against counter edge. You shook your ass for the man. "How about fucking this little pussy from behind, Mr Traveler?," You moaned.

 Samuel hummed loudly taking your hips and massaging them. "Oh, miss Artifacts Buyer. I will gladly fuck this nice, tight pussy from behind."

He pushed deep inside of you, fucking you in a quick, hard pace. Sam's hand grabbed your hair, pressing your head against the counter. He made sure you did not look at your abandoned bage. Sam reached inside with his other hand. "Such a good girl, letting me fuck you like a whore," Sam purred as he found the cross, he quickly pulled it out and placed it in the inner pocket of his jacket.

 You were moaning for him like a good girl would.

The fact he caught a handful of your hair add some spiciness to the entire act.

You hummed deeply and pushed your hips back more, rolling them a little in his hips. At that time, you were getting closer and closer to the peak.

 Sam moved the jacket aside a little and pressed his chest to your back. "Is my girl getting close? I can feel that sweet pussy squeezing my cock," he picked your leg and place it on the counter. "Just like that, my girl."

 You turned head a little to give him a glance from half-closed eyelids. "I don't wanna break this tense but I am cumming!," You moaned loudly for the man when he switched the position a little as you core has gotten tight like never before. "Don't ya dare to torture me."

 Sam smiled pulling on your hair  gently, this scene was beautiful to him. "Oh, c'mon, sweetheart. No one is torturing you," he moaned placing few kisses to your nape. "You can cum, I can't wait to feel it actually," Sam whispered in a low tone.

 "Oh, God," you gasped under your breath, and even the words you've said were addressed to you, you caught a grin on his lips with a corner of your eye.

 In the same moment, your inner walls started clenching around his member. The feeling was unbearably wonderful, you could sense all of the veins on his shafts, and this literally drove you crazy.

 Moaning like a little kitten, you slipped hand between your thighs to rub yourself. With a smirk on your face you discovered that you were dripping down your parted thighs. And all of this because of this handsome stranger...

 You screamed when your pussy clenched around man's cock for a long few seconds. You could feel how the wetness is covering him.

 Sam groaned loudly at the wonderful feeling of tightness, and at your wetness covering him. He wanted to stay like this forever, but he had a mission, and he had to go back to his brother soon. "Such a good, little girl. You feel wonderful, now get down on your knees. I am not done yet," Sam said looking at your reflection in the mirror. He winked at you as he slowly pulled out.

 You gasped sadly at the feeling of emptiness within your core. You knew your panties was soaking wet, and you thought you'll have to get rid of them. And this was your favourite pair of panties...

 You turned to face the man, but instead getting down on your knees, you climbed on you tiptoes and placed a lovingly kiss to man's jaw, then you pressed your rosy lips to his rough ones. You were kissing him for a moment, letting your tongue dance along with his, and you could swear to God, this was the best feeling ever.

 Then, taking your time, you slowly knelt in from of the stranger and gasped a little at a sight of his erected cock. Its size was more than average, the shaft was covered with veins, and was throbbing a little. You licked your lips and spat on the tip. Tip of your tongue ran along the shaft, from base to the tip. Then, you slipped it into your mouth.

 Sam looked down on you, licking his lips after such an enjoyable kiss. His hand moved into your hair, but this time he didn't pull on them, he simply scratched your scalp. "That's it, you're a clever girl," Drake mutttered, enjoying the feeling of your sweet lips wrapped around his cock. "Keep it up, sweetheart, and I will fucking cum."

 You bobbed your head back and forth. Your hands were placed on his thighs. Some of wet noises could be heard within the room and you sucked on man's shaft hardly. Soon, one of your palms cupped his balls. Slowly squeezing it between your fingers, you increased your pace. In the end, you tried to deep-throat him. You slipped almost all of his cock down your throat and gagged yourself a little.

 Sam chuckled observing your attempt.

"Careful there, little one. I don't want you to get hurt here." He winked.

 Sam let you continue the work. He was getting closer and closer to the climax.

When Sam got close enough, he grabbed your hair and pulled you away from his cock. He grabbed it and gave himself few strokes befor painting your gorgeous face white with his cum. "I never thought there might be something that can make you even more beautiful. I think I was mistaken."

 You wiped his cum from your nose and cheek; it was thick and viscous.

You ostentatiously put your fingers covered in his cum into your lips and licked them clean, with your eyes still on his face. "Mocha?," You raised your brow. "You gotta drink too much coffee, sweetheart."

 "What can I say? I love my coffee," Sam laughed, improving his pants. "You should clean yourself up before going out to your friends, sweetheart."

 You nodded and got back to your feet. You tugged your panties down and there them into a trash bin. Then, you looked at yourself in the mirror. Your hand slipped to your purse.

 Sam cleared his throat and walked to the trash bin. "Such a waste, bad girl," he summed up and pulled the panties from the bin. Sam wanted to pull your attention away from the purse, and to have a little souvenir from this little adventure. "Guess I will take these. Maybe one day you will want them back. You will have to find me," Sam giggled with his loud tone and winked at you walking to the door.

 You blinked and your hand stopped few millimetres from the purse. "Are you joking?," You asked him and blushed. You quickly improved the dress and wiped rest of his cum with a paper towel.

 Licking your lips, you walked to him. "Tell me your name at least, handsome stranger."

 "Drake. That's all you need to know, little one," Sam pulled you into a deep kiss, pulling your lower lip gently with teeth. "I hope to see you again."

 He slipped out from the bathroom and walked away.

When he was sure you weren't watching nor following him, Sam quickly ran to look for Nathan and Sully.

 "We can go now," He announced simply as soon as he found them.

Drake.

You could swear you'd heard this surname somewhere before. You couldn't recall where you might have heard thus surname.

 You cleaned yourself and left the bathroom.

 When you had gotten to your car, you dropped the purse to seat next to the driver seat. You slipped hand in, and paled. You couldn't find the cross.

You grabbed the purse and flipped it upside down. Only a pack of handkerchiefs, a lipstick, a little mirror and a pack of condoms fell out. "FUCK," you screamed.

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"I told you it will be easy. Easiest way to women's treasure...," Sam said proudly, patting the part of jacket where the cross was hidden, "Leads trough her pussy," he finished and laughed.

 Nathan looked at his older brother in disbelief. "Sam. Get civilized, please. I'm the last one to hear about your sexual adventures," he claimed. "Let's focus on Avery now. Even if he doesn't have a pussy, he's the most important figure for us now."

 "How desperated your wife had to be to put a ring on such a bore like you, little brother,"  Sam said wrapping arm around Nate's shoulder. "You're right, but later you need to hear me out. She was amazing! So soft and small. Maybe you will get idea what to do to your wife," older Drake hummed, wigling his eyebrows.

 Nathan blushed reluctantly and pushed his brother away. "Sam. I beg you, stop. I don't want to hear anything like this. God," younger Drake looked at Sully, who only rubbed his chin. "Tell him something, Sully."

 Older man chuckled quietly. "You know, Nathan, you'd be saying other things after being locked down for the last 15 years. I have kind of understanding towards Sam."

 Nathan shook his head. "Whatever, gentlemen. Let's focus on our mission."

 "Oh yeah, yeah, let's focus, but Victor?," Sam turned to older man. "What would you say for some men time? Just us, good cigarettes or cigars, old whiskey and talking about ladies. Nate can go to sleep, he is too young to hear about such things," Sam joked.

 Sully only laughed and shook his head.

"Sounds good, but now I suggest to leave before your female adventure return to us in attempt to find the cross you've stolen," he said and after that the trio left the building.

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Blankets and Cuddles || Sam Drake x fem!reader

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Summary: The winter can be difficult for Sam Drake, especially when his old wounds flare up as the weather changes. Thankfully, you seem to have a remedy for everything 😊

Warnings: none

Word count: 672

Author: Cass

A/N: today’s prompt: blankets and cuddling Devider by Firefly Graphics - ⛄

As for Sam, winter time was about 50/50. It was fun because of Christmas; he enjoyed spending time with his family and friends; playing with Cassy and quiet evenings were some of his favorites. In contrast, Sam sometimes really didn't feel well, all thanks to that stupid, old-fun wounds - those painful souvenirs loved to act up during winter season. Pain made him quiet and blue, he wasn't in the mood for anything.

That was why you were worried most of the time when he wasn't all well. There was always something to worry about. It was Sam who was and always would be your beloved treasure hunter, always willing to take you along to the craziest jobs. You took care of him at home and at work, so you felt bad that you couldn't relieve his pain.

Sam's voice caught your attention as you were cooking soup for the two of you in the kitchen.

“Sweetheart, where are my painkillers?” Drake asked.

It was just one of those days. After gazing over your shoulder, you sighed softly and opened a cabinet to grab the little bottle, fill a glass with water, and go to bed.

Sam was sitting at his desk. During the colder months, when there were no discoveries to be made, Sam enjoyed writing about his adventures. As you approached him, he closed the laptop and looked at you sadly.

As you handed him the pill and the glass, you said quietly, "Here." 

While your hand moved through his hair, Sam muttered a soft 'thank you' and swallowed the pill instantly.

"I guess it will be another evening in bed," he chuckled and nuzzled your belly. "I know I promised you a walk this evening, but I don't think I can keep my promise, I'm so sorry."

While shaking your head, your hand rested on his nape; you hated when he apologized like this, he did nothing wrong, it was all beyond his control, yet he still kept on apologizing. "Love, don't be silly. I understand. There won't be an end to the world today. We'll be able to take a stroll some other time."

"I guess I'll lie down," he sighed.

As you stroked his hair, you nodded. "That's a good idea. Warm beds are good."

Likewise, Sam got up from the chair and kissed your forehead before walking away.

As soon as he left the room, you returned to the kitchen to make sure the dinner wouldn't burn down.

As much as you wanted to serve the soup immediately after it was prepared, you stopped yourself. Sam still didn't come down to you, which meant he was still not feeling well, so it wasn't worth forcing him.

Taking a seat on a high chair, you hummed while thinking of ways to relieve your man's pain. After a few minutes of contemplation, you snapped your fingers and figured it all out.

Sam woke up to the door opening, and there you were, standing in your short pjs, holding the few blankets you owned.

You didn't say anything - you simply removed the duvet on your side, took a seat, then patted your legs a little before sliding down.

After watching you for a moment, he settled between your legs, wrapping his arms around you.

Your smile spread across your face as you kissed the top of his head before covering him with a duvet and covering him with blankets to create extra warmness for him. 

Thanks to you, Sam was already feeling better. He nuzzled your belly and hummed.

Wrapping your arms around him, you whispered, "I can tell you like it."

He nodded. "I have you close to me. That's the best medicine."

You gently squeezed him before making sure the blankets were properly positioned on him.

Cuddling like this, surrounded by blankets, both you and Sam drifted off into a deep sleep. Your knowledge of how to help even in times of pain was impressive. He never received a better gift than you.