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Stealing at it's Best (NaoChan and Rainbows)

Sam was in the living room, watching TV in there with a servant. They were talking and laughing as Chrystofer came home. As soon as the servant saw Chrystofer he stopped smiling and got up, rushing off to do whatever he was doing before Sam started talking to him. Sam then sat up and waved, "Welcome home, Chrys." He said then leaned back, continuing to watch the news. "How was your day?" He asked, not even looking away from the TV even though he was obviously listening. Now that he didn't feel like as much of a prisioner Sam was being quite a bit friendlier.
 
Oh, well, wasn't that nice...having someone to welcome him home when he entered the door. He watched the servant walk away for a moment before walking over to the couch and sat down on it with a small sigh. "Better than yesterday, that's for sure. All our stocks fell the the night before yesterday. So it was kind of mad house at work."
 
Sam finally looked over to him as he sat down on the couch, just watching him as he spoke. "Ahh, that sucks..." He said, He had looked that up a bit before he tried to rob them, but hadn't really gone too deep with it. He blushed a bit, looking down at the couch, "I..." He paused, glancing up at him. "I didn't mess anyhting up did I?" He asked, hoping he hadn't. He would feel quite bad if he had.
 
Chrystofer blinked a little bit as he looked at him, cocking his head a little bit to the side. "You, mess up something?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and the laughed. Out loud. He had to put his hand up, telling Sam to be patient while he laughed the air out of him. "N-no..."
 
Sam only blushed more as Chrys laughed at him. He didn't mean mess up anything with his hacking. He was worried that news got out that someone broke into the building and the would cause a panic or something among the customers. He just sighed and flopped down on his side, covering his head with a pillow. He tended to do that when Chrystofer made fun of him or teased him.
 
"Oh, you are so silly," Chrystofer whispered once he could breath. He leaned over the boy, straddling him, and removed the pillow from his face. "No, baby, you didn't do anything wrong. I took off all traces of a hacking that next morning. I'm the first to that building, apart from the guards. No one but me and those two guards know what really happened."
 
Sam closed his eyes as the pillow was taken from his face. he opened one eye, looking up at him. He nodded softly, understanding. He blushed as he said only him and the two guards knew what happened. He didn't really like that, remembering they both had hard-ons when they were just listening to what Chrystofer was doing to him. The idea of it all made him shiver.
 
Chrystofer turned Sam so that he was on his back on his chest and Chrystofer was straddling his waist. He smiled down at Sam for a moment before leaning down and pressing his lips against Sam's in a soft, gentle kiss. "You know..." he whispered, moving his gentle kisses down the boy's neck where he carefully nibbled and sucked on. "...You've been tormenting my thoughts all day..."
 
Sam looked up at him as he turned him, a bit confused at first but it became clear after a moment. His eyes widened at the kiss, jsut like they had that morning, but the kiss was even shorter. He shivered as Chrystofer's kissed landed on his neck and soon turned to nibbles and sucking. Sam blushed, not wanting to admit that he was thinking about Chrystofer all day as well. He just looked at the man on top of him, not really knowing what to do, he slowly moved his hands around him, leaning down a bit and kissed the top of his head.
 
Chrystofer smiled a little bit, sighing some. He gently pressed his forehead against Sam's as he looked into his eyes for a moment. Then he tilted his head and kissed those lips again, his eyes falling to a close. He kept this one longer, his tongue prodded against Sam's lips, licking them, wanting inside of his warm mouth.
 
Sam blushed as Chrystofer's face was so close to his own, not really sure what to do about it. He was a bit more ready for this kiss, and he closed his eyes as well, letting him lick at his lip for a bit before finally opening his mouth a bit, allowing entry. He stuck his tongueout a bit, greeting Chrystofer's with a bit of proding. It was a bit embarassing, kissing him on his couch, but no more than being raped in his office while two guards listened.
 
Chrystofer pressed and slid his tongue over Sam's tongue slowly, gently. He pressed his lips down against Sam's a little more. A good, hot kiss always got him going. Nice and hard. Always. A good kiss was a turn on for him. He kissed a little harder, sliding his tongue even more into his mouth. After a couple more long moments, he pulled back to smile down at the man.
 
Sam continued to kiss him, enjoying it quite a bit. He rubbed Chrystofer's tongue with his own, giving it a mssage sort of. He continued doing so until Chrystofer broke the kiss. He looked up into his eyes wondering what was to happen next. He didn't know if he wanted Chrystofer to fuck him, not quite ready to give into him but he didn't want to ruin the good moment they were having.
 
Chrystofer felt a small blush flush to his cheeks as his stomach growled. He hadn't had time to eat since this morning. He sighed softly, sitting up a little bit. "S-sorry..." he murmured, rubbing his stomach a little bit. "I haven't ate all day. Have you ate dinner yet?" he asked, cocking his head to the side a little bit.
 
Sam couldn't help but start to laugh as Chrystofer's stomach growled, completely ruining the moment. "It's fine. No, I haven't eaten yet." He said, still snickering a bit. he leaned up a bit, kissing his cheek. "Want me to make you something?" He asked. He was best at making breakfast foods and deserts, but he wasn't too bad at making dinner.
 
"I bet you don't want to be in this house, so why don't we go out to eat?" Chrystofer asked, cocking his head to the side a little bit. You can pick the place and I'll pay for it," he said with a grin, sliding off Sam carefully. He stretched his arms over his head with a small yawning stretch.
 
Sam nodded a bit. "Mmk, I can't remember ever being out to eat before." He said with a smile. but when Chrystofer said he could pick the place his smile faded. "I don't know of any places to eat..." he said. He had never really paid attention to places to eat because he knew he would never eat at any of the places there were. He sat up, looking down at himself. "I might need to borrow more clothes..." He said, looking back up at Chrystofer. He was still in the pajamas Chrys gave him the other day.
 
Chrystofer chuckled softly and nodded his head. "Okay, go and find something in my closet. You don't have to dress up too much. I won't pick that fancy of a place," he said, looking down at his work clothes. "I need to change too, actually," he said, nodding a little bit. "Come on," he said, leading him back up to his bedroom.
 
Sam nodded at the directions and was about to follow them when he said he needed to change too. He just followed him to his room, letting him grab some clothes first to try and see what to wear. When it was his turn he ended up just grabbing a pair of jeans and a grey/blue button up shirt. He changed quickly, leaving the top few buttons undone before looking over to Chrystofer, almost for approval.
 
Chrystofer smiled, wearing dark blue jeans with a red polo. He cocked his head at Sam, his eyes traveling up and down his attire, his body. "Mm...cute," he said with a small chuckle, wrapping his arms around him and pulled him close. He leaned down to kiss those lips again.
 
Sam Looked a bit confused as Chrystofer called him cute. He didn't know whether to take it as a compliment or an insult. Guys weren't normally 'cute'... Were they? His thoughts were soon inturupted by another kiss. He kissed him back but only for a bit before pulling back. "M-maybe we should go ahead and go before we get too carried away." He said, looking off to the door.
 
"Too carried away? We?" Chrystofer asked, raising his eyebrows with an amused smile. "Will you get carried away if I keep kissing you like that?" he asked curiously, cocking his head to the side a little bit. He wrapped his arms around Sam's waist and pulled him closer, up against his chest. "Hmm...maybe we should just stay home then."
 
Sam blushed a bit, knowing he wouldn't get as carried away as Chrystofer would have. He looked off to the side at his question. "Maybe." He said softly, not quite sure in his own mind what he would do. "But we've already gotten dressed, it would be a shame to waste that on just taking it off again, besides, I'm sure you'd have more energy if you ate." He said, trying to make excuses. He still wasn't sure whether or not he wanted Chrystofer inside him again.
 
"You're right. I would last a little longer if I ate," Chrystofer said with a small smile, going over to the pants he wore to work and grabbed his keys and wallet from the pockets. "Come on. I really am hungry. I don't need my stomach to growl in the middle of playing with you." He gave the man a small wink. "Let's go," he said, walking out of the room.
 
Sam blushed a bit as he said he could last longer if he ate. Sure it was ture, but he wasn't sure if that was what he wanted. He nodded as he said to come on, walking over towards the door and standing there until he grabbed his stuff then walked out himself. Sam followed him, quite close so not to get left behind. He waved goodbye to the cervant he had become friends with before walking out the door to Chrystofer's car.
 
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