Sam Monroe X You - Tumblr Posts
SAM MONROE HEADCANONS 🖤
Sam Monroe who's picking your clothes for you. Taking those cute, pink skirts and coquette accessories since he's obsessed with them (only on you)
Sam Monroe who's waiting for your classes to end so he could pick you up and make sure you're back at home all nice and safe
Sam Monroe who's absolutely in love with everything you do. He could be a total ass to anybody but would never dare himself to act like that towards his princess
Sam Monroe calling you princess, my girl, angel, baby
Sam Monroe who's making sure to give you flowers not only on your anniversary or valentine's day. He would stand at your door with this cute smile, holding a bouquet of your favourite flowers
Sam Monroe being the type of boyfriend to give you small present almost every day or few times a week. He would say that he doesn't need occasion to give you presents/appreciate you. Mostly if he hadn't had the money it would be some origami that he did when he was bored or other things that he did himself
Sam Monroe's piercings that you can feel whenever he's sliding his tongue into your mouth or just kissing you
Sam Monroe who's a cuddling bear. He could cuddle to you without the break all the time and still would want more. He just loves when he's all snuggled up to you, murmuring all things he wants to tell you before he'll probably drift off in your arms
Sam Monroe who loves when you play with his hair. Especially when you two are cuddling. It makes him feel more calm, safe and it easily makes him sleepy
Sam Monroe who absolutely loves the sound of your voice. If you two didn't see each other for a longer period of time he'd definitely listen to your previous voiceovers on repeat
TW: mentions of smut
Sam Monroe who wants to kiss you till he loses his breath. He would pull back, softly gasping before giving you another kiss
Sam Monroe who is obsessed with making love to you. He loves the sound of your whimpers/moans when your eyes roll behind your head in ecstacy because of him
Sam Monroe who'll apologize over and over again for 'hurting' you during sex (like some bruises)
Sam Monroe who was (and still is) a whimpering mess whenever you're riding him or giving him a head
Sam Monroe who fucks you silly while your parents are in the house
Sam Monroe who will make sure to compliment you during sex to make you more comfortable and more confident within yourself and your body. He would whisper/moan things between his thrusts like; such a good girl, taking all of me this good/ Look at you, so beautiful..taking this cock like that/ Yeah? You're gonna cum? Go on, wanna see that pretty face when you come/ such a greedy, little pussy, begging for me all day
Sam Monroe who gives you aftercare. Will clean you off, whispering sweet words to you and planting small, loving kisses here and there ୨୧
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MINORS DNI 18+
SAM MONROE is so excited to have a real girl in his room. A girl that he not only has a hopeless crush on, but one that’s too cool to hang out with him. Yet here you are, messing with his trinkets on his shelves and asking him about the video games he likes to play stacked on top of his console. You’re too hot to be here, you’re too hot to be talking to him, but you’re smiling and you’re interested. It makes him sweat, stuttering his way through conversation like a newborn fawn walking for the first time. When you flirt with him, he’s so nervous it goes right over his head. In your eyes you’re being so obvious it makes you look desperate, frustratingly enough. You’re taking your hoodie off so you’re in just your tank-top and push-up bra; you’re wearing the tiniest sporty shorts you could find, pulled up so the undersides of your ass peek out; you even cuddle up to him on his bed so he can smell the perfume you’re wearing. It comes to its most extreme when you straddle him, forcing him to look at you with your hand on his chin. You gaze into those blue eyes lined in black eye make-up and moisten your lips watching his plump out. Making out with Sam Monroe you’d think he’d be just as tentative as always, but he grabs you with those long fingers clamping your waist. He wastes no time in heating up the kiss, plunging his tongue into your mouth like he’ll die if he won’t. There’s no nuance, no patience. Instead, he’s gripping you and tugging you back and forth over his crotch, leaning over you as your back arches from the pressure. You can feel him harden instantly, like he was at the ready this whole time, and now that you’ve given him an in there’s no turning back.
i’ve been thinking about this tooo much.
MDNI 18+
The tall glass building loomed in front of you, reflecting the sunlight in a shimmering display of modern architecture. You grab Sam's hand, feeling the callouses on his fingers as you ascend the steps towards the entrance. The automatic doors slide open, revealing a sleek lobby lined with marble floors and contemporary art installations.
"So this is where your old man works, huh?" Sam glances around the lavish lobby, looking up at the high ceiling, his gaze occasionally catching sight of the impressive artwork adorning the walls. You nod, leading him towards the elevator bank. "Yeah, he’s worked here since I was a baby. They're usually pretty cool about me bringing people in. Just don't touch anything too expensive, alright?" You smirk, trying to lighten the mood before stepping into the elevator, pushing the button for the floor where your dad's office is located.
As the elevator doors slide shut behind you both, sealing you inside the small metallic box, Sam’s hand creeps up, brushing your ass gently.
“Sam, no.” you drag your words, warning Sam to not go any further. The warmth of his touch sends a shiver down your spine, and you find yourself leaning into him even more. "Come on, you scared?" he whispers softly, his thumb tracing gentle circles on your skin. The closeness between you two intensifies, making it difficult to concentrate on anything other than the rising tension. Sam tries to plant a kiss to your lips but you turn your head and push him away, laughing at his sudden neediness.
“No quit it! Not here-” You turn your head away again just to have Sam grab your jaw to make you face him again. His lips press firmly against yours, the urgency of his kiss leaving no room for doubt. As he pulls you closer, your arms instinctively wrap around his neck, holding onto him tightly. His lean body supports yours effortlessly, enveloped by the confined space of the elevator. The faint sound of the creaky gears echo in the background, reminding you of the steady ascent to your father's office, but all you can think about is the man whose tongue now caresses yours.
His hands trace down your back, finding purchase on your hips, pulling you closer still. The passion and desperation in his kiss leave you weak in the knees, making it hard to catch your breath. Sam’s hand glides down your waist, slowly making its way under the hem of your pants. His fingers finally slip beneath your underwear, feeling the damp fabric against your arousal. A satisfied smile spreads across his face, and he lets out a low growl, the vibrations of which you feel all over. "Too easy," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. “I’ll be quick, I promise.”
Sam’s fingers slide easily inside you, his thumb rubbing your clit in circular motions, adding to the already intense sensations. “F-fuck Sam…” Your eyes flutter, reacting to his skilled touch as your body responds eagerly. The elevator inches towards your floor, but at this moment, it feels like time stands still.
"Shhh, baby, let it happen," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear. His words serve as permission, and soon enough, your body trembles as an orgasm courses through you. Sam holds you tighter, letting you ride out the most unexpected and exhilarating climax inside the elevator.
Finally, the elevator comes to a halt, the familiar ding breaking the spell of intimate pleasure. As the doors open, Sam releases you and sticks his fingers in his mouth, his face plastered with cockiness and pride knowing he just took you to new heights.
wearing an ‘i love emo boys’ top in front of sam monroe !
( swearing, kissing, mentions of cum )
“what the fuck is that?” sam snickered when you entered his bedroom, a wide smile twisted on your lips twisted into a wide grin.
“my new t-shirt,” you giggled, sliding your jumper off of your shoulders and putting your hands on your hips, modeling the top for him. it was a plain black y-shirt with ‘i love emo boys’ written on it in white text, the love replaced with a red heart.
“where did you find that?” sam asked, standing up and wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close, your hands came up around his neck, clinging to his as he lifted you up, swinging you off the floor and spinning you around.
“sam!” you screeched, laughing as he tossed you onto the bed. “i found it on etsy and i thought it was perfect,” you said as sam climbed onto the bed after you, grabbing the bottom of your t-shirt and tugging it down so that he could look at it better.
“emo boys?” he then asked with a raised brow and you looked at him with narrowed eyes.
“sammy, c’mon!” you groaned, “you know that you are the only emo boy i want,” you said, grabbing his shoulders and tugging him down so that he is laying on top of you, his face pressed against your chest.
“well then your top should say that,” he murmured, nipping at your chest lightly. you rolled your eyes affectionately, pressing a kiss on his forehead.
“you know how you can prove it?” you asked him, a small smirk twisting on your lips and sam looked up at you curiously, “you could cum on my top, make everyone know who i belong too,” a groan fell from sam’s lips as he pushed himself up on the bed so that he was hovering over you.
“yea, wanna walk around looking like my pretty little cum rag, babe?” sam asked, hand slipping between your thighs and you let out a heavy breath.
“yes, sammy, please,” you begged, hands clutching at his t-shirt tightly and he grinned.
“i fucking love this top” he said before pressing his lips to yours.
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i ❤️ emo boys !