[Days Of Our Lives] Lucas/Sami. 023: Lovers.
Title: What Sami Can't Tell Eric
Fandom: Days Of Our Lives
Characters: Sami, Lucas, Eric
Prompt: Lovers
Word Count: 1401
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sami ends a phone call with her brother and realizes that there's a lot she doesn't know how to tell him.
Author's Notes: Occurs way back in April/May of '04 when Lucas and Sami got together during the SSK storyline.
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Sami tried not to keep secrets from her brother. She usually didn't succeed anyways; Eric could always tell when she was hiding something from him. Sometimes, she hated their connection. Besides, Sami would rather not keep anything from Eric. He was her twin, the person she was supposed to be the closest to. It wasn't that she didn't want to tell him about the only good thing that had happened to her lately, the one thing that was helping her survive the death of their parents. She just didn't feel it was the right time or the right place. So, she kept Lucas a secret when she spoke to Eric over the phone.
It hurt to talk about their mother's death. The memories of the live footage of her mother's death were still painfully vivid in her mind. Talking about the death and reliving the memories felt like the equivalent of someone lodging a knife in her ribs and twisting it around roughly, but she talked about it anyways. At least she was able to talk to Eric about their mother's death. She couldn't talk to Eric about Lucas.
She hadn't confided in Eric when she'd started having fantasies about Lucas. She didn't tell him about waking up from dreams whispering Lucas' name, still feeling the warmth of his arms around her. She didn't expect Eric to understand something that even she couldn't begin to understand. Lucas was the enemy. Dreaming about being with him, about making love with him was wrong on so many different levels.
She hadn't kept Eric informed when she and Lucas had started to become friends again. Eric hated Lucas almost as much as she had. He wouldn't like it. Sami knew that a part of her was afraid that Eric would never come home if he found out that she had made up with the only best friend she'd ever had. That's what Lucas was, she'd realized at a time when she'd still been too scared to face her feelings for him. Aside from Eric, there was no one else she could share as much with, no one else she could have let herself be comforted by, no one else she could have felt safe with.
Sami had a feeling that Eric wouldn't have liked hearing that Lucas was once again as close to her as her own twin was, maybe even closer. At least Lucas was in Salem, there for her. Sami wanted to hate Eric sometimes. He was too caught up in his work (too damn selfish, Sami thought to herself when she was in a bad mood) to even come home and see her, despite the fact that their family was falling apart under the Salem Stalker attacks.
She knew that she definitely could not tell Eric about what had happened on the nights following their mother's death. It hadn't just happened once. It had happened so many times that she'd lost count. Her nights had become a blur of hands caressing her everywhere, of sweat making a sheen on the surface of her skin, of Lucas' mouth hot, demanding and somehow gentle at the same time.
Lucas wasn't just her best friend anymore. He was her lover, and Eric really wouldn't want to hear about that. Not just because, hey, he was her brother and people generally don't like hearing about the more intimate parts of their siblings' lives. He wouldn't want to hear about it because it was Lucas, and Lucas was the only one who made Sami feel like she was going to move past everything that had happened one day. She didn't think Brandon or even Austin would have been able to comfort her the way that Lucas had been comforting her lately.
No one had ever touched her as carefully as Lucas. He didn't just touch her like she'd break if he wasn't gentle; he touched her like he actually cared about making sure she didn't break. That first night they'd made love again had been the biggest proof of that. Sami knew that he'd wanted her for a long time, probably for as long as she'd wanted him. As she tore at his shirt, popping all the buttons, she'd felt him hard through layers of clothes. She'd reached down for the front of his pants, wanting to take his erection from its confinements and touch him in all the places she hadn't let herself touch him yet.
It had been Lucas who had slowed her down. His fingers slow, tentative. They even shook slightly as he unbuttoned the buttons on her nightgown.
"Are you okay?" he'd asked her more than once, like he'd been willing to leave if she wanted him to, no matter how far they went. Even when they were both naked and his shaft was pressed against the inside of her thigh, so hot, so ready, he'd asked her that cautious, almost scared question.
I'm always okay when I'm with you, she'd wanted to tell him, but she'd always closed the distance between their mouths, kissing him passionately instead. She didn't hold anything back with him. She needed him. It wasn't about comfort this time. Sami wanted to be with him. She wanted them to be lovers, not simply best friends. She just didn't know how to tell him that she didn't think he'd be able to break her, not without trying as hard as he could.
He had let go of his control after slipping inside her. Their hips rocked together, finding the perfect rhythm. Sami felt better than she had in months, maybe even years, and in the back of her mind, that scared her. She was with Lucas. Was it supposed to feel this perfect with him, with his mouth seeking out every ignored inch of her skin and kissing her there, with his arms wrapping her up like a protective blanket? Lucas Roberts, the man she'd claimed to hate for years, had fallen into her bed like he belonged there. It had scared her. Hell, it still scared her now.
She couldn't tell Eric about any of this, though. Eric would have gotten angry with Lucas for 'seducing his sister', Sami was guessing. Eric wouldn't believe that it had happened the other way around. Eric would think that Lucas was just out to hurt her. He wouldn't take Sami's word for it when she told him that Lucas was the last person who'd ever hurt her, that he'd been the only one who could chase hurt out of her life.
She talked to him about their mother instead. "Do you think you'll be able to make it to the funeral?"
There was silence on Eric's end of the line for a few moments, then, "I don't know, Sami. I've got this huge project and I can't really get back to Salem..."
"Oh." Sami couldn't help it. She got angry. "You have a lot of projects going on, don't you? I wonder how many projects you actually have and how many times you've just used work as an excuse for not coming home to your twin sister."
"Don't get like that," Eric sighed. "You know I'd come home if I could. I just can't."
"Right." Maybe Sami needed to be relieved instead of angry. At least if Eric didn't come home, then she wouldn't need to explain to him why she was crying into Lucas' arms rather than his. Maybe this was the real reason why she hadn't told Eric when she and Lucas had become best friends and then lovers: she hadn't wanted him to know that she was now closer to a man who'd been her sworn enemy for years than to her own twin brother.
After she ended the phone call with Eric, Sami realized that she hadn't told him much of anything. Sighing, she sat down on the couch next to Lucas, curling up in his arms. She hoped that one day, she'd be able to tell Eric everything. At the rate things were going, she'd have to tell Eric the truth about Lucas one day because it looked like Lucas would turn out being so much more than just her best friend and her lover. As soon as she made sense of her feelings for Lucas, she'd tell Eric everything. She just wasn't sure how long it would take her.
Fandom: Days Of Our Lives
Characters: Sami, Lucas, Eric
Prompt: Lovers
Word Count: 1401
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sami ends a phone call with her brother and realizes that there's a lot she doesn't know how to tell him.
Author's Notes: Occurs way back in April/May of '04 when Lucas and Sami got together during the SSK storyline.
Lumi Fanfic Table.
Sami tried not to keep secrets from her brother. She usually didn't succeed anyways; Eric could always tell when she was hiding something from him. Sometimes, she hated their connection. Besides, Sami would rather not keep anything from Eric. He was her twin, the person she was supposed to be the closest to. It wasn't that she didn't want to tell him about the only good thing that had happened to her lately, the one thing that was helping her survive the death of their parents. She just didn't feel it was the right time or the right place. So, she kept Lucas a secret when she spoke to Eric over the phone.
It hurt to talk about their mother's death. The memories of the live footage of her mother's death were still painfully vivid in her mind. Talking about the death and reliving the memories felt like the equivalent of someone lodging a knife in her ribs and twisting it around roughly, but she talked about it anyways. At least she was able to talk to Eric about their mother's death. She couldn't talk to Eric about Lucas.
She hadn't confided in Eric when she'd started having fantasies about Lucas. She didn't tell him about waking up from dreams whispering Lucas' name, still feeling the warmth of his arms around her. She didn't expect Eric to understand something that even she couldn't begin to understand. Lucas was the enemy. Dreaming about being with him, about making love with him was wrong on so many different levels.
She hadn't kept Eric informed when she and Lucas had started to become friends again. Eric hated Lucas almost as much as she had. He wouldn't like it. Sami knew that a part of her was afraid that Eric would never come home if he found out that she had made up with the only best friend she'd ever had. That's what Lucas was, she'd realized at a time when she'd still been too scared to face her feelings for him. Aside from Eric, there was no one else she could share as much with, no one else she could have let herself be comforted by, no one else she could have felt safe with.
Sami had a feeling that Eric wouldn't have liked hearing that Lucas was once again as close to her as her own twin was, maybe even closer. At least Lucas was in Salem, there for her. Sami wanted to hate Eric sometimes. He was too caught up in his work (too damn selfish, Sami thought to herself when she was in a bad mood) to even come home and see her, despite the fact that their family was falling apart under the Salem Stalker attacks.
She knew that she definitely could not tell Eric about what had happened on the nights following their mother's death. It hadn't just happened once. It had happened so many times that she'd lost count. Her nights had become a blur of hands caressing her everywhere, of sweat making a sheen on the surface of her skin, of Lucas' mouth hot, demanding and somehow gentle at the same time.
Lucas wasn't just her best friend anymore. He was her lover, and Eric really wouldn't want to hear about that. Not just because, hey, he was her brother and people generally don't like hearing about the more intimate parts of their siblings' lives. He wouldn't want to hear about it because it was Lucas, and Lucas was the only one who made Sami feel like she was going to move past everything that had happened one day. She didn't think Brandon or even Austin would have been able to comfort her the way that Lucas had been comforting her lately.
No one had ever touched her as carefully as Lucas. He didn't just touch her like she'd break if he wasn't gentle; he touched her like he actually cared about making sure she didn't break. That first night they'd made love again had been the biggest proof of that. Sami knew that he'd wanted her for a long time, probably for as long as she'd wanted him. As she tore at his shirt, popping all the buttons, she'd felt him hard through layers of clothes. She'd reached down for the front of his pants, wanting to take his erection from its confinements and touch him in all the places she hadn't let herself touch him yet.
It had been Lucas who had slowed her down. His fingers slow, tentative. They even shook slightly as he unbuttoned the buttons on her nightgown.
"Are you okay?" he'd asked her more than once, like he'd been willing to leave if she wanted him to, no matter how far they went. Even when they were both naked and his shaft was pressed against the inside of her thigh, so hot, so ready, he'd asked her that cautious, almost scared question.
I'm always okay when I'm with you, she'd wanted to tell him, but she'd always closed the distance between their mouths, kissing him passionately instead. She didn't hold anything back with him. She needed him. It wasn't about comfort this time. Sami wanted to be with him. She wanted them to be lovers, not simply best friends. She just didn't know how to tell him that she didn't think he'd be able to break her, not without trying as hard as he could.
He had let go of his control after slipping inside her. Their hips rocked together, finding the perfect rhythm. Sami felt better than she had in months, maybe even years, and in the back of her mind, that scared her. She was with Lucas. Was it supposed to feel this perfect with him, with his mouth seeking out every ignored inch of her skin and kissing her there, with his arms wrapping her up like a protective blanket? Lucas Roberts, the man she'd claimed to hate for years, had fallen into her bed like he belonged there. It had scared her. Hell, it still scared her now.
She couldn't tell Eric about any of this, though. Eric would have gotten angry with Lucas for 'seducing his sister', Sami was guessing. Eric wouldn't believe that it had happened the other way around. Eric would think that Lucas was just out to hurt her. He wouldn't take Sami's word for it when she told him that Lucas was the last person who'd ever hurt her, that he'd been the only one who could chase hurt out of her life.
She talked to him about their mother instead. "Do you think you'll be able to make it to the funeral?"
There was silence on Eric's end of the line for a few moments, then, "I don't know, Sami. I've got this huge project and I can't really get back to Salem..."
"Oh." Sami couldn't help it. She got angry. "You have a lot of projects going on, don't you? I wonder how many projects you actually have and how many times you've just used work as an excuse for not coming home to your twin sister."
"Don't get like that," Eric sighed. "You know I'd come home if I could. I just can't."
"Right." Maybe Sami needed to be relieved instead of angry. At least if Eric didn't come home, then she wouldn't need to explain to him why she was crying into Lucas' arms rather than his. Maybe this was the real reason why she hadn't told Eric when she and Lucas had become best friends and then lovers: she hadn't wanted him to know that she was now closer to a man who'd been her sworn enemy for years than to her own twin brother.
After she ended the phone call with Eric, Sami realized that she hadn't told him much of anything. Sighing, she sat down on the couch next to Lucas, curling up in his arms. She hoped that one day, she'd be able to tell Eric everything. At the rate things were going, she'd have to tell Eric the truth about Lucas one day because it looked like Lucas would turn out being so much more than just her best friend and her lover. As soon as she made sense of her feelings for Lucas, she'd tell Eric everything. She just wasn't sure how long it would take her.