The Bucket List >> Sabriel ✔️

46: Rob A Bank But Only Take 1p

Santorini is in the cheeky wedding collage I made last chapter, if you wanna see what it looks like😘

Gabe didn't care how he and Sam looked, dashing through the streets of Greece in their six thousand pound tuxedos, hand-in-hand. All he wanted was to get to the hotel and have romantic sex the entire night. It was, after all, their honeymoon.

They hurried up to their room, door flying open then slamming shut, landing on the huge, soft bed. Sam hovered above Gabe, in between his legs. Gabe stared up at him, fighting the urge to wrap his legs around Sam's waist.

"I want -" Gabe started, suddenly nervous for once in his life.

"You want what?" Sam caressed Gabe's legs.

"I want -" Gabe took a deep breath. "I want us to make love."

Sam stared at him for a minute. Gabe worried, what if he thinks I'm a total pussy? But then his husband leaned down and pressed a soft but passionate kiss on his lips.

"Of course." Sam breathed against Gabe's lips. "But on one condition. I want to top this time."

Gabe's eyebrows shot up. "For some reason, that sounds REALLY nice..."

Sam smirked at him. He trailed his hands sensually up Gabe's ticklish sides, making his husband shiver, and tossed off the clothing hiding Gabe's chest. Gabe did the same, pulling off Sam's tux and removing their trousers all the while exchanging soft kisses.

Sam pushed Gabe back down on the bed, nothing but their underwear between them, and attached their lips once again, sliding and fitting together in sync, their noses rubbing. Sam's tongue slid along Gabe's bottom lip, and he nipped it when Gabe's mouth didn't open. Gabe gasped, and Sam slipped his tongue in, meeting Gabe's and massaging it with his own.

Sam left a wet trail of kisses down Gabe's jaw line and onto his neck. He found Gabe's sweet spot and mouthed at it, Gabe whimpering beneath him as he felt Sam's lips rubbing against his sensitive skin. Gabe sank his fingers into Sam's hair as his lips moved against Gabe's neck, his legs tightening around Sam's waist.

Sam started to suck gently on Gabe's sweet spot, and Gabe moaned softly. Electricity shot down his spine, and Sam sucked harder when Gabe's grip tightened in his hair. Gabe threw his head back, whining, and Sam bit down on the spot harshly, his teeth sinking into Gabe's skin, and Gabe moaned loudly, "Sam..."

Sam tugged on Gabe's skin for a bit more before releasing it and soothing over the area with his tongue, licking Gabe's skin and tasting him. Gabe was a moaning, whimpering mess. Sam licked up to Gabe's ear, licking up the shell and nipping his earlobe. Gabe was panting beneath Sam, his legs locked around him.

But Gabe was soon flipped over, and Sam's face was level with his ass. Gabe gasped as his underwear was whipped off and he felt Sam's hands spreading his ass apart, and a tongue delve deep into him. He buried his face into the pillow, moans and whimpers muffled by the soft fabric, as Sam's tongue licked around his hole and dove into it.

But soon Gabe was flipped over again, and Sam's underwear had been removed. Gabe was gazing into Sam's eyes as Sam sank slowly into him, wincing slightly.

"Am I hurting you? I - I don't want to hurt you." Sam stopped anxiously, palming at Gabe's cheeks.

Gabe was a heated, flustered mess. "F-fuck! No. Kee-eep going..."

"What? Why are you like this? Is it really hurting that much?" Sam started to pull out, his worried eyes widening.

"NO! Sam! Just - UGHH - keep GOING!" Gabe bit his lip as his head was thrown back, grabbing Sam's ass and forcing him forward. His eyes fluttered shut as Sam went all the way, tightening his legs around him so much that it nearly hurt. "S-Sam!"

"Am I hurting you though?" Sam gasped, trying to restrain himself from pounding into the hot boy beneath him.

"N-no - it just - feels - so good." Gabe moaned breathily. "Mo-move! But slowly, we're s-supposed to be making love."

Sam started to move in and out of Gabe slowly, and the two were getting into it until -

"AHAHAHAHA!"

"What the fuck?" Gabe asked the roaring-with-laughter Sam who was still inside him.

"I just - just noticed - HA - your legs - AHAHA -"

Gabe stared huffily up at his husband, who was laughing at his one shaved, one unshaved legs.

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The next day, Gabe with a sore ass and several lovebites on his neck, Sam with a cheerful grin on his face, the two husbands were chilling on the beach, enjoying the bright, hot Greece sun. Passersby were giving Gabe's legs strange looks, and Sam was busy trying to hide his snorts.

"Gabe, you're going to have to put on your bloody sunscreen." Sam mentioned to his husband as he lounged on several towels with his sunglasses on. Gabe had taken great pleasure in smothering Sam sensually with the cream, rubbing it all over his skin and massaging certain areas which made Sam moan then blush in embarrassment as nearby people heard. But Gabe had refused to put it on -

"It makes my skin all sticky and gross."

"Am I going to have to do what Michael did to Lucifer on their honeymoon?" Sam teased, not having any actual intention to do so.

"Do what?" Gabe said vaguely, not remembering.

"This." Sam said, now with every intention of doing so. He leaned forward, attaching his lips to Gabe's neck again, and mouthed at Gabe's sweet spot once more, fumbling for the sunscreen bottle with one hand, the other holding Gabe to him.

Gabe was too busy moaning and going jelly-like in Sam's arm to fight back or even notice Sam slathering the sunscreen on his skin. Sam sat back, releasing Gabe, and the shorter boy glared at Sam's smug, smirking face.

"I hate you."

"This is becoming a hospital newlyweds honeymoon tradition now."

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"Everyone put their hands up!" Gabe shouted as he and Sam sprinted into the bank, fake guns in the air. The employees all screamed and ducked, their hands shooting up.

"Sir, that's a toy gun from Smith's." A banker informed Gabe, his hands by his sides.

"We don't ask for much!" Gabe yelled.

"We want one pence! Right now!" Sam shouted at the closest employee, who doubtfully reached behind the counter and handed him a 1p that was on the floor.

"Thank you! That will be all!" Gabe yelled, turning on his heel and the two husbands walked out, leaving a very confused bank behind.