fic: iRun into Carly Chapter Four: iCarly: The College Years
Title: iCarly: The College Years
Pairing: Carly/Sam
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: only for iToe Fat Cakes, it's AU
Words: 5,755
Summary: Carly and Sam fight, and make up, and they find a new technical producer for the new iCarly.
Chapter Four: iCarly: The College Years
The next morning, Sam woke up to a quiet apartment. She was still thinking about what she’d said to Freddie. She didn’t feel bad about it or regret it. Freddie was a jerk. She got out of bed. Carly was in the kitchen, cooking. Sam could smell the bacon, and her nose twitched happily. She grabbed a robe, and hurried off to the kitchen. “Mama loves me some bacon.” She informed Carly. She went to get some juice. She was glad she’d kicked Freddie out. The little bugger was annoying. She could not believe how he’d been treating her sister while they’d been dating. It had been awful. Sam was sure it was a miracle she hadn’t killed him. Sam was a big believer in violence solving problems. She kept her butter sock handy at all times. It served her well. She looked to her girlfriend, who was also cooking eggs and French toast. It all smelled great. She ran her hand through her long blonde hair. “Morning, Carls.”
That was such a simple phrase. Carly was so angry at Sam. She had kicked out one of Carly’s friends, even if Freddie had been rude. She could not believe her girlfriend. “Why were you such a bitch to Freddie? He was only trying to get answers.” She said, turning to look at her. It was truly ridiculous to her as to why Sam and Freddie had always fought. She thought they should try harder to get along. She wanted them to because she cared about them. Both of them. She couldn’t get any of this out of her mind. It was really bothering her. Carly appealed to Sam, looking at her. She folded her arms, and stopped breakfast prep. “I am not finishing breakfast until you tell me why you’re treating Freddie like you are.” She knew that they were going to fight, because there was no one else on this planet who was more stubborn than Sam Puckett.
That was not unexpected. Sam had thought Carly might have something to say. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to say. Sam was not aware of the best words to say. Sam was not sure what Carly was thinking. She ran her hand through her long curls. “Carls, please, baby. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I don’t want to talk to you about Freddie.” Sam didn’t want to fight with her. It was pointless. She knew they would never agree about Freddie. Sam was never going to like him, no matter what. He had always been in love with Carly. She didn’t like that. It had always bugged her. It was just unreal to her. It wouldn’t matter so much except for the fact that he had actively wanted something to happen, even after Sam and Carly had gotten together. It had truly bothered her. She didn’t know why it was so important to her for them to be friends. Especially since he had treated Melanie like he had. It truly baffled her.
Slamming the pot down, Carly whirled to look at her. Seriously. She was so pathetic. It was embarrassing. She was tired of them not getting along. So tired. Carly gave her a glare. “You know I don’t have any feelings for Freddie. You know that I love you. I just want you both to get along. If you can’t, how are we supposed to do iCarly? You know that we can’t do it without Freddie.” Carly really wanted to get back into it. It had been fun. She knew they were all busy now but she wanted to do it. That had been some of the best times of her life. She had enjoyed spending so much time with Sam and Freddie. It had been great. She wanted them to do it again. She gave Sam another glare. “Do you want to sleep on the couch tonight? Because if you don’t fix this you will.”
Rolling her eyes, Sam went to finish breakfast since Carly was being difficult. “Look, Carly, I can apologize to him if you want, but he’s the one who’s wrong. He treated my sister terribly and he’s still wanting something to happen with you. Do you know what that’s like? To have someone after your girlfriend? It sucks. And I had to take it for years and not tear his arms off. Or kill him. I had to take it because you were friends with him. That was the worst. Now I can kill him if I want. I know you don’t want me to, but I want to. I guess I can try to get along with him if you want to do iCarly, but I’m not promising anything.” Sam didn’t know how she was going to get along with Freddie. She hated him more than she had ever hated anything or anyone in her life. She could not believe she had to do iCarly with him again. She wished that Carly didn’t want to get back into iCarly with him. They had to know some other teen geek that would know how to do all that tech stuff. She didn’t get why it had to be Freddie. She managed to keep from rolling her eyes again.
Carly sighed. This was getting out of hand. She didn’t know what else to say. They were at an impasse. Carly couldn’t believe that Sam was still being so difficult. “I am sure that that was hard, but I don’t think it’s fair of you to treat Freddie that way.” Carly wasn’t sure if anything she had to say was having any effect. She could not believe Sam was so stubborn. It was something that she had never liked in Sam. It was hard to win arguments with her. She ran her hand through her long dark hair. This was almost pointless. They were never going to agree on Freddie. Sam had never liked him and she clearly never would. It was driving Carly crazy.
“I’m sorry, Carly but I can’t stand him. If we’re going to do iCarly again why do we need him? We’re in college now. You don’t know anyone who can do the technical stuff? We don’t even know if he can transfer here yet.” Sam was sure that Carly knew someone else who would fit the bill. She didn’t want to work with Freddie again. Especially since she was serious about her acting. She wanted to get her own series. It was what she’d been working towards for a long time now. She didn’t want to do anything else. Except be with Carly. She just didn’t know why they had to have Freddie. Why it was so important. “Why is it so important to you that we have Freddie? I don’t get it.” Sam said, finishing up the breakfast Carly had started. She got out some plates. She was a big leave it in the pan so it stayed warm kind of person. Not to mention, she was usually an eat it out of the pan kind of girl. Especially bacon or any kind of meat. Sam loved meat in general.
They were saved arguing more by Carly’s phone making noise. She went to get it while Sam kept dishing out breakfast. She had a text from Freddie. He was asking if Sam had calmed down yet. Carly told him no and then got some orange juice out of the fridge. She wished she could tell him yes. Carly was sure she would never be able to tell him yes. It was disappointing. For whatever reason, she liked being friends with Freddie. She didn’t think it was because of him liking her but that certainly didn’t hurt. She mostly felt sorry for him, he didn’t have that many friends. He never had. It was probably because of his techy nerd thing. She had always thought his nerd thing was charming. He really cared about it. She put her phone down and sat down at the table with Sam. She started eating, her moves quiet and deliberate. She had some classes to go to today. “I have classes today.” She informed her girlfriend.
Sam nodded. “Okay. I have to go and get some stuff for my classes when they start. I also have to get some more stuff for the apartment.” She didn’t know what they would talk about now. The tension was very palpable. She felt a little uncomfortable. It was going to end badly if she didn’t fix it. They had to figure out something. They had to come to an agreement. Sam started on her breakfast, and looked at Carly. “Carls, you know I love you. I haven’t ever loved anyone like I love you. There was a few girls I was having sex with in Seattle after you left. None of it was serious. And of course I made sure to get tested, to make sure I was clean. But I missed you, a lot. What I was mostly doing was working like crazy so I didn’t have to think about you not being there. It was hard. I didn’t know what you were doing or anything and it was killing me. I don’t know much about this world, homework wasn’t my strong suit until I had to get back to you, but I know that you make me better. You turned me into a person instead of the punk kid who trailed after you all our lives.” Sam ate some more of her breakfast. “Carly, I don’t know why you feel so compelled to be friends with Freddie, but I will not be friends with him. If you want to be a part of iCarly, then you’re going to have to do it without Freddie. I will not let him be in my life anymore.” She hoped that they weren’t going to fight about it. “I’m serious about this, Carls, and I’m not going to change my mind.”
Carly listened to all Sam had to say, and tried to keep herself calm. She didn’t want to argue with Sam. They had just gotten back together after two years apart. They should be getting along right now. Carly let out a breath. She didn’t know how to deal with any of this. Although, she supposed that she had to see it from Sam’s point of view too. She didn’t want Sam to leave iCarly. It just didn’t feel right without having Freddie on board. She sighed as she got more bacon. Her mind flashed to the time when they were only fourteen and Sam had brought bacon and waffles to class, and had shared some bacon with her. Carly knew how important bacon was to Sam. She had always felt special when Sam shared bacon with her. She lifted her eyes to Sam’s blue ones. “I… I guess that’s okay.” She said. She didn’t really know where else to take this conversation. “I do know some guys at school. I’ll ask one of them to do the camera.” She finally said.
Sam smiled at her. “Great.” She said, and finished her breakfast. “I really gotta go. I’ll be back this afternoon.” She said, as she leaned down to give Carly a deep kiss. “I will show you how much I love you later.” She promised, and Carly gave her a week smile. Sam left the kitchen and hurried off to get dressed. She knew it was going to take some time for Carly to get used to Freddie not being a part of iCarly. Sam would do whatever she had to to make Carly comfortable with it. She was very serious about Freddie not being in her life. Sam felt good about him being gone. It felt freeing. She was glad she finally had her girlfriend to herself. That was all she had ever wanted, and she was going to appreciate it.
Carly was at her class about an hour later. She didn’t know how she was going to tell Freddie that Sam was done with him. She had texted him before class started to tell him they had to talk. She had settled in her seat, and she was putting her books on her desk. As she was settling in, one of her friends from the paper came and dropped into the seat next to her. She gave him a smile. His name was Justin. She had been planning on asking him to do the tech stuff on iCarly. She thought he was a good guy. “So, Justin, I have a favor to ask of you.” She said. She gave him a smile. Her long black hair hung around her shoulders. It was very lucky that he had happened to come to her class. She leaned back in her seat. “You know I told you about iCarly, right?” When he nodded, she went on. “Well, my girlfriend moved here to NYC to be with me, and we decided to start iCarly up again. We need a technical supervisor. We had one, but…. it fell through. So if you’d agree to do it with us, I’d appreciate it.”
The tall, lanky redhead looked at her. He had had a crush on Carly when he’d first met her, but once he’d realized she was a lesbian, he had managed to talk himself out of it. Now he thought of her as a really good friend. It was hard for him to say no to her. “Sure, Carly. If you need me I’ll be there. I came to ask you about the paper. There’s a story I want you to cover about the lacrosse team. It will be for the last edition of the paper before summer break, so you have to do a good job on it.” He looked as if he was regretting telling Carly he wanted her to cover the story. Justin hadn’t ever seen her this way, actually happy and in love. He wasn’t sure she’d still be her workaholic self if she was paying attention to her girlfriend. Justin gave her a smile. “I am anxious to meet this girl who had such a hold on you.” He said, causing her to blush deeply. “I know how much she meant to you.”
Carly couldn’t help but grin. She didn’t really know what to say. It was obvious how much she loved Sam and it always had been. She said, “You’ll meet her. You got anything going on tonight? You can swing by our apartment for dinner and we can brainstorm ideas for iCarly.” He nodded. She said, “And I will so totally do the story. You don’t have to worry. I know you must be. I will be fine. I promise I’ll be able to focus.” Carly had been one of the most focused reporters that the newspaper had ever had. The first two years she had been so focused on school. It had kept her mind off Sam. It had been the only thing that kept her sane. She looked at Justin. “I know you think that I won’t be able to be as focused on the paper now that I got Sam back, but school is still really important to me. I want to be a great reporter. Sam being here won’t change that.” All he could do was nod. She did her best to give her a big smile.
Meanwhile, Sam was at the diner, getting her paycheck. She had already picked up her books for her fall classes. Sam wasn’t really sure if she was ready for the whole NYC school thing. This was a big city. One of the biggest in the country, if not the world. She wasn’t sure she had it in her to make it in this city. Sam had always been a troublemaker. She had been working on not getting in trouble since she had turned eighteen. Once she was legal, it was possible for her to go to actual jail and not juvie. Sam ran her hand through her long blonde hair. She was at the counter, working through some paperwork. She was in charge of new hires. Sam had worked hard and had gotten some trust. Sam could not believe how much she had changed since high school. It was completely amazing to her. Sam finished up and put the paperwork away. This was all going to plan. It was so strange. She wasn’t used to things going her way. It felt very strange.
One of the new waitresses came up to her. Her name was Wendi with an “I”. She was Southern and it showed. She had lots of red curls, freckles on her face, and she always had a lot of jewelry on. Rings on her fingers, earrings in her ears, and a heart shaped locket. She was very bouncy, and nice to everyone like she was still in her hometown back in Kentucky or whatever. Sam wasn’t sure what to think about her just yet. “Ms. Sam, I need to talk to you about the guy you hired to work weekends.” She said, leaning on the counter, so her boobs were sticking more prominently out of the shirt she was wearing. She definitely had a crush on Sam. Sam wasn’t really sure what to do about it, she hadn’t had to face this problem very much. Sam wasn’t used to this kind of thing. She looked back at Wendi. “He isn’t going to work out, Ms. Sam. He doesn’t know how to do anything. I am tired of trying to teach him things. I can’t focus on my own work anymore.”
Sam looked back at her as she checked the schedule for the following week. The kid Wendi was talking about had a lot of shifts that week. She could move some things around, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. Sam didn’t like most people, and this girl was one of them. She liked having this kind of power and being able to make people do things. She was going to have to really behave herself so she didn’t lose this job. It was very important so she could keep Carly. She would never forgive herself if she lost Carly. She had already gone through that once. She couldn’t do it again. “I know that he’s difficult, but you have to suck it up.” Sam said, looking at her. It was so ironic that Wendi had such a crush on her. “And this, what you’re doing, the flirty thing, is going to stop. You can’t hit on your….. well, your boss.” That felt so weird to say. She didn’t know how else to handle this. She also didn’t want to cause any kind of sexual harassment type of thing. If this wasn’t dealt with the right way she could lose her job.
That seemed to stop Wendi completely in her tracks. She didn’t care if Sam had a girlfriend. She wasn’t going to back off. Wendi had never liked anyone as much as she liked Sam. She was going to make sure she did all she could do to get her. “I’m sorry, Ms. Sam.” She said, trying to sound as apologetic as she could without being too serious about it. She never wanted to tell the truth. There wasn’t much about Wendi that was real. Most of her whole life was an act for the rest of the world. She didn’t do any kind of serious relationship. All she wanted was sex. It was all she could think about. Especially with Sam. Wendi wanted to hold Sam’s hair in her hand and pull very hard. There would be a strapon, too. She could really give it to her that way. “I will do my best to rein it in.”
Scoffing, Sam said. “Yeah. See that you do.” Then she gathered up her bags to drop off at the apartment so she could go furniture shopping. She had to get some things. They needed a few pieces. Like an entertainment center for the living room. She was leaving the apartment a few minutes later, new money in her pocket. Sam liked to pay for things with cash. She figured it was the best way to keep from being a victim of identity theft. She also didn’t trust banks. When the computers took over, they wouldn’t get her. Sam was pretty paranoid. She was carrying her butter sock, and she was almost hoping that she would have to use it. She headed inside the used furniture store. She didn’t know what she wanted to start looking for first. They needed a coffee table, the entertainment center, some end tables, and a couple of lamps. Sam also wouldn’t mind about getting some new bedding too. She started down the aisles, checking out what there was. She wasn’t sure what kind of stuff she wanted. She was doing this without Carly. And Sam still had a tomboyish taste.
After haggling with the store manager, she managed to get two end tables and an entertainment center for 350 dollars. She also got him to agree to waive the delivery charge. Sam could be very persuasive when she wanted to be. Then she hit up a chicken place and a bodega to get some Fat Cakes. Although, she really wished she had some Canadian Fat Cakes. She missed them. They tasted amazing. When she got home, Carly was in the kitchen doing some homework. Sam got out some plates. She looked at Carly. “You want some chicken?” She asked. She’d share her chicken, but not the Fat Cakes. Sam wanted those for herself. She started taking out the chicken out of the tubs. She hadn’t gotten any sides, because who needed those when you could get more chicken? Sam looked at her. “How was your classes, babe?”
Carly shrugged. “They were okay. I got a new tech producer for iCarly. His name’s Justin, I work with him on the paper.” She put her homework away so she could get some chicken. Carly got up to get a beer for Sam and a wine cooler for herself. She sat back down at the table to start eating. “You didn’t get any sides?” She asked, as she got out a few pieces of chicken. She wasn’t really surprised though. Sam was all about more chicken. “He’s coming over in a little while so we can work on some ideas for iCarly. Where do you want to film? I might be able to get some space at school.”
That was a good question. Sam thought they should do it here at the apartment. She was serious about being an actress, but she was also still kind of lazy. They wouldn’t have to leave the apartment if they just did it at home. She sat down at the table to start eating chicken. “I think we should do it here, but I’ll do whatever you think. Also, of course no sides, because why sides when you can have chicken?” She asked, tearing into a chicken wing. She popped the top off of her beer. “How is this Justin guy? Is he as dorky as Fredwad?” She asked, before she filled her mouth with chicken.
Carly shook her head as she got her own drink open. “No, he’s really cool. He’s the editor of the school paper. But he really likes to party and stuff. He’s great, he really helped me through our breakup. I was pretty messed up when I got here.” Carly had often wondered if Justin had ever had a crush on her, but she’d never asked him. She hadn’t wanted to get things awkward with them. It also was probably a good idea to not know in case he did, Sam would kill him. Carly didn’t want there to be any tension at all. “I told Freddie we’re doing iCarly without him.” This was mostly a crazy girl thing, to make her feel guilty for what she had done. Carly knew that Freddie wasn’t completely blameless in the whole thing though. She wasn’t stupid.
Carly was so pulling this girl shit. Sam did her best not to roll her eyes. She didn’t want to argue anymore. They had already closed this discussion. “I am sure you did.” She said diplomatically. Sam was very proud of herself. She couldn’t believe that she had just managed to not start a fight. “And I am sure I’ll like Justin, especially if he’s never had a crush on you. I don’t think I can work with someone else who had a crush on you.” Sam still didn’t know how Carly couldn’t understand why she had such a hard time working with people who loved Carly. It was the worst thing she’d ever had to do. She wasn’t going to do it anymore. She supposed that she could understand why Carly didn’t really get it. No one had ever really liked Sam very long, and also, she hadn’t had to work with any of them. Sam just wished that Carly would relax about Freddie. Sam really didn’t want Carly hanging out with him either. But she knew that she just couldn’t ask her to just stop all together. He wasn’t an ex-boyfriend. That would be the only way she could.
There she went again. Carly wiped her fingers on some paper towels. She didn’t know how she was going to hang out with Freddie without Sam going off. It was really annoying. Things had finally start going right. She had Sam back, and she didn’t want to do anything to mess that up. “Sam, I still don’t know why you feel the way you do. I really don’t. I don’t know that I ever will. But you aren’t trying to see it from my point of view. Freddie has always been a good friend to me.” Sam had never been nice to Freddie. That had been a very annoying factor. Carly had been tired of breaking up their fights. It had been so not fun. She took another bite of her chicken as Sam got up to get another beer. “Are you planning on getting drunk? Justin is coming over. We’re going to go over stuff for iCarly! How can we if you’re drunk?” She asked incredulously. Sam never took anything seriously.
That time she had to roll her eyes. “Carly, I have been working my ass off to get here to be with you. Why wouldn’t I kick back with a beer? I have to relax. Working at the diner is pretty stressful. Also, the past two years have been busy trying to get back to you. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. I don’t know why you keep trying to start fights! Why can’t you just relax? I mean, seriously.” Sam just wanted to be happy with Carly after two years apart. That’s all she wanted. The rest of it didn’t matter. They could figure it all out if they just had each other. She opened the beer and took a long sip. She wasn’t planning on getting drunk but she wasn’t going to not enjoy another beer. Sam didn’t know why Carly was so upset about everything lately. It was really not fun. “Carly, please, can’t you just relax? I just want to be with you and nothing more.” She really hoped that Carly calmed down. Sam kept eating her chicken. It was so delicious. She was tearing into it like she’d never eat again.
Carly softened a little. She couldn’t be too angry when Sam was being adorable. She loved when Sam was being adorable. She missed just being with Sam. She never wanted to be away from Sam ever again. She got up, and pushed Sam’s chair back from the table, and crawled onto Sam’s lap. She wrapped her arms around Sam’s neck. “I love you, and you know that.” Carly said, and pressed her lips to Sam’s. She licked Sam’s lips with her tongue. Sam shivered and kissed back. Carly caught her hands up in Sam’s hair as she kissed her eagerly. She was glad that she had Sam back. They had some time before Justin got there, she was going to show Sam how much she loved her. She loved being with Sam. Sam had taken her virginity. She had never slept with anyone but Sam. Carly kind of liked it that way. She reached down and pulled off Sam’s tank top and flannel shirt. She liked that Sam looked like a girl but dressed kind of boyish.
Sam shivered. She felt really good, kissing Carly. She pulled off Carly’s tee shirt. She went to ease the bra off Carly’s breasts. She tossed the bra to the floor, and her hand took one of Carly’s breasts in her hand. She massaged it, letting her thumb roll over Carly’s nipple. Carly squealed with pleasure. She kissed her, her hand moving over Carly’s breast softly. Carly’s hand was working on Sam’s bra clasp. Sam let her and she lowered her mouth to Carly’s breast, sucking hard. Carly could almost die she was so turned on. She almost couldn’t get Sam’s bra off. She did manage to, though, and tossed it to the floor, grabbing her breasts as Sam sucked on hers. She was feeling wet in her panties. She shivered as she massaged Sam’s breasts. Sam’s hand reached down and started working on Carly’s jeans. She got them unbuttoned and slipped her hand inside Carly’s underwear. “Mmm… you’re already wet.” She whispered against Carly’s ear, as they both moved so Sam could slip off Carly’s jeans and underwear. She pulled on her hand, to take her to the bedroom. Sam wanted to fuck her with the strapon.
Carly went with her eagerly. She got on the bed. She knew what Sam was getting. She grabbed the tube of strawberry lube, and opened it up, spreading some on her sex. She wanted to make sure she tasted good for Sam. Although, she was sure that she would anyway. Sam got the strapon around her naked waist. The dildo was pink and vibrated. She turned it on, and positioned herself above Carly. She straddled her, and slowly slid inside Carly. Carly’s hips bucked, and she leaned up to kiss her. Sam’s hips moved fast, and Carly’s back arched hard. Sam leaned down and sucked on Carly’s left breast, as the dildo did its job, and Carly felt like her orgasm was coming. “Oh, fuck!” She cried, as her hands went to Sam’s waist, holding on as Sam thrust. She felt so good. Carly couldn’t imagine ever being with anyone else. That’s when her orgasm came, and she cried out Sam’s name, gripping her ass tightly.
“Let me repay the favor.” Carly said, as Sam slipped out of her, and licked the dildo clean. Sam grinned as Carly flipped them around, leaning down to lick her, licking along her walls, and sucking at her clit. She wanted Sam to be turned on. She grinned when Sam groaned and her hips bucked. Carly licked along her walls. She reached for the lube, and spread it along Sam’s sex. It was the kind that heated up as you used it. Carly licked some more, and then slipped on the strapon. She loved fucking Sam with it. It felt amazing. They didn’t need a man. Carly slipped deeper inside Sam, her hips rocking hard. They both groaned, Carly was getting turned on again, watching Sam’s breasts bounce as her hips rocked. Carly leaned down, sucking on Sam’s left breast, catching her nipple in her teeth. Sam cried out, groaning. She was going to come, soon, too. She gripped her waist, holding on as Carly thrust. She held on tightly. Carly couldn’t stop, Sam was so beautiful when she was turned on. Carly loved when she was able to get her to come. She was always so beautiful. Like she was in ecstasy.
Sam came with a violent groan, and leaned up, tonguing Carly as she kissed her. They stayed kissing and then Carly slipped outside of Sam. She grinned and licked the dildo clean. “You always taste amazing.” Sam said, as she watched Carly. “I know I don’t taste as good as you.” She smiled and grinned wider as she watched Carly put the strapon away. “You’re still turned on.” She commented. Carly looked at her, blushing as she nodded. Sam smiled and grabbed her, and flipped Carly over. She leaned down, and licked Carly’s sex, going to suck on her clit before going back to the folds, not wanting her to come again too quickly. She licked all over, Carly still tasted like strawberries. Sam grinned, and as her tongue grazed Carly’s clit again, Carly came all over her face. Sam grinned, licking it all up. “I…. wow. That was amazing.” Sam said, leaning up to kiss Carly.
Carly smiled at her. “Good, I’m glad. It was amazing.” She agreed, giving Sam another kiss. She lay back on the bed. She knew she should probably get up and get dressed. Justin was going to be here soon. She looked at Sam. “I…. we should really get ready for Justin. He’ll be here soon.” She said, and Sam groaned. “I’m not cancelling on him, Sam.” Carly said, looking into Sam’s eyes, and stroking her girlfriend’s just fucked hair. She looked amazing. As always. “Let’s go. As soon as Justin leaves, we can go fuck some more.” That made Sam smile. Carly grabbed her jeans, and pulled them on. She didn’t use her panties. Sam licked her lips. Carly grabbed her bra too and pulled it on. Carly was reaching for her tank top. “Come on, Sam. You have chicken to finish, too.” She said, grinning. She pulled on the tank, going back to the kitchen. She started clearing up her empty plate. Sam came back in a few minutes later, in a pair of shorts and a tank top, no bra. Carly could tell instantly. “Sam….” She said, laughing. “You are such a tease.”
“No more than you are.” Sam said, laughing too. She went to eat more of her chicken. She knew this would be amazing. iCarly, the college years would be so much better than the old incarnation.
Author’s note: Sorry this took so long. I did not forget this fic! Hope ya’ll liked. There will be more. ;)
Pairing: Carly/Sam
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: only for iToe Fat Cakes, it's AU
Words: 5,755
Summary: Carly and Sam fight, and make up, and they find a new technical producer for the new iCarly.
Chapter Four: iCarly: The College Years
The next morning, Sam woke up to a quiet apartment. She was still thinking about what she’d said to Freddie. She didn’t feel bad about it or regret it. Freddie was a jerk. She got out of bed. Carly was in the kitchen, cooking. Sam could smell the bacon, and her nose twitched happily. She grabbed a robe, and hurried off to the kitchen. “Mama loves me some bacon.” She informed Carly. She went to get some juice. She was glad she’d kicked Freddie out. The little bugger was annoying. She could not believe how he’d been treating her sister while they’d been dating. It had been awful. Sam was sure it was a miracle she hadn’t killed him. Sam was a big believer in violence solving problems. She kept her butter sock handy at all times. It served her well. She looked to her girlfriend, who was also cooking eggs and French toast. It all smelled great. She ran her hand through her long blonde hair. “Morning, Carls.”
That was such a simple phrase. Carly was so angry at Sam. She had kicked out one of Carly’s friends, even if Freddie had been rude. She could not believe her girlfriend. “Why were you such a bitch to Freddie? He was only trying to get answers.” She said, turning to look at her. It was truly ridiculous to her as to why Sam and Freddie had always fought. She thought they should try harder to get along. She wanted them to because she cared about them. Both of them. She couldn’t get any of this out of her mind. It was really bothering her. Carly appealed to Sam, looking at her. She folded her arms, and stopped breakfast prep. “I am not finishing breakfast until you tell me why you’re treating Freddie like you are.” She knew that they were going to fight, because there was no one else on this planet who was more stubborn than Sam Puckett.
That was not unexpected. Sam had thought Carly might have something to say. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to say. Sam was not aware of the best words to say. Sam was not sure what Carly was thinking. She ran her hand through her long curls. “Carls, please, baby. I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I don’t want to talk to you about Freddie.” Sam didn’t want to fight with her. It was pointless. She knew they would never agree about Freddie. Sam was never going to like him, no matter what. He had always been in love with Carly. She didn’t like that. It had always bugged her. It was just unreal to her. It wouldn’t matter so much except for the fact that he had actively wanted something to happen, even after Sam and Carly had gotten together. It had truly bothered her. She didn’t know why it was so important to her for them to be friends. Especially since he had treated Melanie like he had. It truly baffled her.
Slamming the pot down, Carly whirled to look at her. Seriously. She was so pathetic. It was embarrassing. She was tired of them not getting along. So tired. Carly gave her a glare. “You know I don’t have any feelings for Freddie. You know that I love you. I just want you both to get along. If you can’t, how are we supposed to do iCarly? You know that we can’t do it without Freddie.” Carly really wanted to get back into it. It had been fun. She knew they were all busy now but she wanted to do it. That had been some of the best times of her life. She had enjoyed spending so much time with Sam and Freddie. It had been great. She wanted them to do it again. She gave Sam another glare. “Do you want to sleep on the couch tonight? Because if you don’t fix this you will.”
Rolling her eyes, Sam went to finish breakfast since Carly was being difficult. “Look, Carly, I can apologize to him if you want, but he’s the one who’s wrong. He treated my sister terribly and he’s still wanting something to happen with you. Do you know what that’s like? To have someone after your girlfriend? It sucks. And I had to take it for years and not tear his arms off. Or kill him. I had to take it because you were friends with him. That was the worst. Now I can kill him if I want. I know you don’t want me to, but I want to. I guess I can try to get along with him if you want to do iCarly, but I’m not promising anything.” Sam didn’t know how she was going to get along with Freddie. She hated him more than she had ever hated anything or anyone in her life. She could not believe she had to do iCarly with him again. She wished that Carly didn’t want to get back into iCarly with him. They had to know some other teen geek that would know how to do all that tech stuff. She didn’t get why it had to be Freddie. She managed to keep from rolling her eyes again.
Carly sighed. This was getting out of hand. She didn’t know what else to say. They were at an impasse. Carly couldn’t believe that Sam was still being so difficult. “I am sure that that was hard, but I don’t think it’s fair of you to treat Freddie that way.” Carly wasn’t sure if anything she had to say was having any effect. She could not believe Sam was so stubborn. It was something that she had never liked in Sam. It was hard to win arguments with her. She ran her hand through her long dark hair. This was almost pointless. They were never going to agree on Freddie. Sam had never liked him and she clearly never would. It was driving Carly crazy.
“I’m sorry, Carly but I can’t stand him. If we’re going to do iCarly again why do we need him? We’re in college now. You don’t know anyone who can do the technical stuff? We don’t even know if he can transfer here yet.” Sam was sure that Carly knew someone else who would fit the bill. She didn’t want to work with Freddie again. Especially since she was serious about her acting. She wanted to get her own series. It was what she’d been working towards for a long time now. She didn’t want to do anything else. Except be with Carly. She just didn’t know why they had to have Freddie. Why it was so important. “Why is it so important to you that we have Freddie? I don’t get it.” Sam said, finishing up the breakfast Carly had started. She got out some plates. She was a big leave it in the pan so it stayed warm kind of person. Not to mention, she was usually an eat it out of the pan kind of girl. Especially bacon or any kind of meat. Sam loved meat in general.
They were saved arguing more by Carly’s phone making noise. She went to get it while Sam kept dishing out breakfast. She had a text from Freddie. He was asking if Sam had calmed down yet. Carly told him no and then got some orange juice out of the fridge. She wished she could tell him yes. Carly was sure she would never be able to tell him yes. It was disappointing. For whatever reason, she liked being friends with Freddie. She didn’t think it was because of him liking her but that certainly didn’t hurt. She mostly felt sorry for him, he didn’t have that many friends. He never had. It was probably because of his techy nerd thing. She had always thought his nerd thing was charming. He really cared about it. She put her phone down and sat down at the table with Sam. She started eating, her moves quiet and deliberate. She had some classes to go to today. “I have classes today.” She informed her girlfriend.
Sam nodded. “Okay. I have to go and get some stuff for my classes when they start. I also have to get some more stuff for the apartment.” She didn’t know what they would talk about now. The tension was very palpable. She felt a little uncomfortable. It was going to end badly if she didn’t fix it. They had to figure out something. They had to come to an agreement. Sam started on her breakfast, and looked at Carly. “Carls, you know I love you. I haven’t ever loved anyone like I love you. There was a few girls I was having sex with in Seattle after you left. None of it was serious. And of course I made sure to get tested, to make sure I was clean. But I missed you, a lot. What I was mostly doing was working like crazy so I didn’t have to think about you not being there. It was hard. I didn’t know what you were doing or anything and it was killing me. I don’t know much about this world, homework wasn’t my strong suit until I had to get back to you, but I know that you make me better. You turned me into a person instead of the punk kid who trailed after you all our lives.” Sam ate some more of her breakfast. “Carly, I don’t know why you feel so compelled to be friends with Freddie, but I will not be friends with him. If you want to be a part of iCarly, then you’re going to have to do it without Freddie. I will not let him be in my life anymore.” She hoped that they weren’t going to fight about it. “I’m serious about this, Carls, and I’m not going to change my mind.”
Carly listened to all Sam had to say, and tried to keep herself calm. She didn’t want to argue with Sam. They had just gotten back together after two years apart. They should be getting along right now. Carly let out a breath. She didn’t know how to deal with any of this. Although, she supposed that she had to see it from Sam’s point of view too. She didn’t want Sam to leave iCarly. It just didn’t feel right without having Freddie on board. She sighed as she got more bacon. Her mind flashed to the time when they were only fourteen and Sam had brought bacon and waffles to class, and had shared some bacon with her. Carly knew how important bacon was to Sam. She had always felt special when Sam shared bacon with her. She lifted her eyes to Sam’s blue ones. “I… I guess that’s okay.” She said. She didn’t really know where else to take this conversation. “I do know some guys at school. I’ll ask one of them to do the camera.” She finally said.
Sam smiled at her. “Great.” She said, and finished her breakfast. “I really gotta go. I’ll be back this afternoon.” She said, as she leaned down to give Carly a deep kiss. “I will show you how much I love you later.” She promised, and Carly gave her a week smile. Sam left the kitchen and hurried off to get dressed. She knew it was going to take some time for Carly to get used to Freddie not being a part of iCarly. Sam would do whatever she had to to make Carly comfortable with it. She was very serious about Freddie not being in her life. Sam felt good about him being gone. It felt freeing. She was glad she finally had her girlfriend to herself. That was all she had ever wanted, and she was going to appreciate it.
Carly was at her class about an hour later. She didn’t know how she was going to tell Freddie that Sam was done with him. She had texted him before class started to tell him they had to talk. She had settled in her seat, and she was putting her books on her desk. As she was settling in, one of her friends from the paper came and dropped into the seat next to her. She gave him a smile. His name was Justin. She had been planning on asking him to do the tech stuff on iCarly. She thought he was a good guy. “So, Justin, I have a favor to ask of you.” She said. She gave him a smile. Her long black hair hung around her shoulders. It was very lucky that he had happened to come to her class. She leaned back in her seat. “You know I told you about iCarly, right?” When he nodded, she went on. “Well, my girlfriend moved here to NYC to be with me, and we decided to start iCarly up again. We need a technical supervisor. We had one, but…. it fell through. So if you’d agree to do it with us, I’d appreciate it.”
The tall, lanky redhead looked at her. He had had a crush on Carly when he’d first met her, but once he’d realized she was a lesbian, he had managed to talk himself out of it. Now he thought of her as a really good friend. It was hard for him to say no to her. “Sure, Carly. If you need me I’ll be there. I came to ask you about the paper. There’s a story I want you to cover about the lacrosse team. It will be for the last edition of the paper before summer break, so you have to do a good job on it.” He looked as if he was regretting telling Carly he wanted her to cover the story. Justin hadn’t ever seen her this way, actually happy and in love. He wasn’t sure she’d still be her workaholic self if she was paying attention to her girlfriend. Justin gave her a smile. “I am anxious to meet this girl who had such a hold on you.” He said, causing her to blush deeply. “I know how much she meant to you.”
Carly couldn’t help but grin. She didn’t really know what to say. It was obvious how much she loved Sam and it always had been. She said, “You’ll meet her. You got anything going on tonight? You can swing by our apartment for dinner and we can brainstorm ideas for iCarly.” He nodded. She said, “And I will so totally do the story. You don’t have to worry. I know you must be. I will be fine. I promise I’ll be able to focus.” Carly had been one of the most focused reporters that the newspaper had ever had. The first two years she had been so focused on school. It had kept her mind off Sam. It had been the only thing that kept her sane. She looked at Justin. “I know you think that I won’t be able to be as focused on the paper now that I got Sam back, but school is still really important to me. I want to be a great reporter. Sam being here won’t change that.” All he could do was nod. She did her best to give her a big smile.
Meanwhile, Sam was at the diner, getting her paycheck. She had already picked up her books for her fall classes. Sam wasn’t really sure if she was ready for the whole NYC school thing. This was a big city. One of the biggest in the country, if not the world. She wasn’t sure she had it in her to make it in this city. Sam had always been a troublemaker. She had been working on not getting in trouble since she had turned eighteen. Once she was legal, it was possible for her to go to actual jail and not juvie. Sam ran her hand through her long blonde hair. She was at the counter, working through some paperwork. She was in charge of new hires. Sam had worked hard and had gotten some trust. Sam could not believe how much she had changed since high school. It was completely amazing to her. Sam finished up and put the paperwork away. This was all going to plan. It was so strange. She wasn’t used to things going her way. It felt very strange.
One of the new waitresses came up to her. Her name was Wendi with an “I”. She was Southern and it showed. She had lots of red curls, freckles on her face, and she always had a lot of jewelry on. Rings on her fingers, earrings in her ears, and a heart shaped locket. She was very bouncy, and nice to everyone like she was still in her hometown back in Kentucky or whatever. Sam wasn’t sure what to think about her just yet. “Ms. Sam, I need to talk to you about the guy you hired to work weekends.” She said, leaning on the counter, so her boobs were sticking more prominently out of the shirt she was wearing. She definitely had a crush on Sam. Sam wasn’t really sure what to do about it, she hadn’t had to face this problem very much. Sam wasn’t used to this kind of thing. She looked back at Wendi. “He isn’t going to work out, Ms. Sam. He doesn’t know how to do anything. I am tired of trying to teach him things. I can’t focus on my own work anymore.”
Sam looked back at her as she checked the schedule for the following week. The kid Wendi was talking about had a lot of shifts that week. She could move some things around, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to. Sam didn’t like most people, and this girl was one of them. She liked having this kind of power and being able to make people do things. She was going to have to really behave herself so she didn’t lose this job. It was very important so she could keep Carly. She would never forgive herself if she lost Carly. She had already gone through that once. She couldn’t do it again. “I know that he’s difficult, but you have to suck it up.” Sam said, looking at her. It was so ironic that Wendi had such a crush on her. “And this, what you’re doing, the flirty thing, is going to stop. You can’t hit on your….. well, your boss.” That felt so weird to say. She didn’t know how else to handle this. She also didn’t want to cause any kind of sexual harassment type of thing. If this wasn’t dealt with the right way she could lose her job.
That seemed to stop Wendi completely in her tracks. She didn’t care if Sam had a girlfriend. She wasn’t going to back off. Wendi had never liked anyone as much as she liked Sam. She was going to make sure she did all she could do to get her. “I’m sorry, Ms. Sam.” She said, trying to sound as apologetic as she could without being too serious about it. She never wanted to tell the truth. There wasn’t much about Wendi that was real. Most of her whole life was an act for the rest of the world. She didn’t do any kind of serious relationship. All she wanted was sex. It was all she could think about. Especially with Sam. Wendi wanted to hold Sam’s hair in her hand and pull very hard. There would be a strapon, too. She could really give it to her that way. “I will do my best to rein it in.”
Scoffing, Sam said. “Yeah. See that you do.” Then she gathered up her bags to drop off at the apartment so she could go furniture shopping. She had to get some things. They needed a few pieces. Like an entertainment center for the living room. She was leaving the apartment a few minutes later, new money in her pocket. Sam liked to pay for things with cash. She figured it was the best way to keep from being a victim of identity theft. She also didn’t trust banks. When the computers took over, they wouldn’t get her. Sam was pretty paranoid. She was carrying her butter sock, and she was almost hoping that she would have to use it. She headed inside the used furniture store. She didn’t know what she wanted to start looking for first. They needed a coffee table, the entertainment center, some end tables, and a couple of lamps. Sam also wouldn’t mind about getting some new bedding too. She started down the aisles, checking out what there was. She wasn’t sure what kind of stuff she wanted. She was doing this without Carly. And Sam still had a tomboyish taste.
After haggling with the store manager, she managed to get two end tables and an entertainment center for 350 dollars. She also got him to agree to waive the delivery charge. Sam could be very persuasive when she wanted to be. Then she hit up a chicken place and a bodega to get some Fat Cakes. Although, she really wished she had some Canadian Fat Cakes. She missed them. They tasted amazing. When she got home, Carly was in the kitchen doing some homework. Sam got out some plates. She looked at Carly. “You want some chicken?” She asked. She’d share her chicken, but not the Fat Cakes. Sam wanted those for herself. She started taking out the chicken out of the tubs. She hadn’t gotten any sides, because who needed those when you could get more chicken? Sam looked at her. “How was your classes, babe?”
Carly shrugged. “They were okay. I got a new tech producer for iCarly. His name’s Justin, I work with him on the paper.” She put her homework away so she could get some chicken. Carly got up to get a beer for Sam and a wine cooler for herself. She sat back down at the table to start eating. “You didn’t get any sides?” She asked, as she got out a few pieces of chicken. She wasn’t really surprised though. Sam was all about more chicken. “He’s coming over in a little while so we can work on some ideas for iCarly. Where do you want to film? I might be able to get some space at school.”
That was a good question. Sam thought they should do it here at the apartment. She was serious about being an actress, but she was also still kind of lazy. They wouldn’t have to leave the apartment if they just did it at home. She sat down at the table to start eating chicken. “I think we should do it here, but I’ll do whatever you think. Also, of course no sides, because why sides when you can have chicken?” She asked, tearing into a chicken wing. She popped the top off of her beer. “How is this Justin guy? Is he as dorky as Fredwad?” She asked, before she filled her mouth with chicken.
Carly shook her head as she got her own drink open. “No, he’s really cool. He’s the editor of the school paper. But he really likes to party and stuff. He’s great, he really helped me through our breakup. I was pretty messed up when I got here.” Carly had often wondered if Justin had ever had a crush on her, but she’d never asked him. She hadn’t wanted to get things awkward with them. It also was probably a good idea to not know in case he did, Sam would kill him. Carly didn’t want there to be any tension at all. “I told Freddie we’re doing iCarly without him.” This was mostly a crazy girl thing, to make her feel guilty for what she had done. Carly knew that Freddie wasn’t completely blameless in the whole thing though. She wasn’t stupid.
Carly was so pulling this girl shit. Sam did her best not to roll her eyes. She didn’t want to argue anymore. They had already closed this discussion. “I am sure you did.” She said diplomatically. Sam was very proud of herself. She couldn’t believe that she had just managed to not start a fight. “And I am sure I’ll like Justin, especially if he’s never had a crush on you. I don’t think I can work with someone else who had a crush on you.” Sam still didn’t know how Carly couldn’t understand why she had such a hard time working with people who loved Carly. It was the worst thing she’d ever had to do. She wasn’t going to do it anymore. She supposed that she could understand why Carly didn’t really get it. No one had ever really liked Sam very long, and also, she hadn’t had to work with any of them. Sam just wished that Carly would relax about Freddie. Sam really didn’t want Carly hanging out with him either. But she knew that she just couldn’t ask her to just stop all together. He wasn’t an ex-boyfriend. That would be the only way she could.
There she went again. Carly wiped her fingers on some paper towels. She didn’t know how she was going to hang out with Freddie without Sam going off. It was really annoying. Things had finally start going right. She had Sam back, and she didn’t want to do anything to mess that up. “Sam, I still don’t know why you feel the way you do. I really don’t. I don’t know that I ever will. But you aren’t trying to see it from my point of view. Freddie has always been a good friend to me.” Sam had never been nice to Freddie. That had been a very annoying factor. Carly had been tired of breaking up their fights. It had been so not fun. She took another bite of her chicken as Sam got up to get another beer. “Are you planning on getting drunk? Justin is coming over. We’re going to go over stuff for iCarly! How can we if you’re drunk?” She asked incredulously. Sam never took anything seriously.
That time she had to roll her eyes. “Carly, I have been working my ass off to get here to be with you. Why wouldn’t I kick back with a beer? I have to relax. Working at the diner is pretty stressful. Also, the past two years have been busy trying to get back to you. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. I don’t know why you keep trying to start fights! Why can’t you just relax? I mean, seriously.” Sam just wanted to be happy with Carly after two years apart. That’s all she wanted. The rest of it didn’t matter. They could figure it all out if they just had each other. She opened the beer and took a long sip. She wasn’t planning on getting drunk but she wasn’t going to not enjoy another beer. Sam didn’t know why Carly was so upset about everything lately. It was really not fun. “Carly, please, can’t you just relax? I just want to be with you and nothing more.” She really hoped that Carly calmed down. Sam kept eating her chicken. It was so delicious. She was tearing into it like she’d never eat again.
Carly softened a little. She couldn’t be too angry when Sam was being adorable. She loved when Sam was being adorable. She missed just being with Sam. She never wanted to be away from Sam ever again. She got up, and pushed Sam’s chair back from the table, and crawled onto Sam’s lap. She wrapped her arms around Sam’s neck. “I love you, and you know that.” Carly said, and pressed her lips to Sam’s. She licked Sam’s lips with her tongue. Sam shivered and kissed back. Carly caught her hands up in Sam’s hair as she kissed her eagerly. She was glad that she had Sam back. They had some time before Justin got there, she was going to show Sam how much she loved her. She loved being with Sam. Sam had taken her virginity. She had never slept with anyone but Sam. Carly kind of liked it that way. She reached down and pulled off Sam’s tank top and flannel shirt. She liked that Sam looked like a girl but dressed kind of boyish.
Sam shivered. She felt really good, kissing Carly. She pulled off Carly’s tee shirt. She went to ease the bra off Carly’s breasts. She tossed the bra to the floor, and her hand took one of Carly’s breasts in her hand. She massaged it, letting her thumb roll over Carly’s nipple. Carly squealed with pleasure. She kissed her, her hand moving over Carly’s breast softly. Carly’s hand was working on Sam’s bra clasp. Sam let her and she lowered her mouth to Carly’s breast, sucking hard. Carly could almost die she was so turned on. She almost couldn’t get Sam’s bra off. She did manage to, though, and tossed it to the floor, grabbing her breasts as Sam sucked on hers. She was feeling wet in her panties. She shivered as she massaged Sam’s breasts. Sam’s hand reached down and started working on Carly’s jeans. She got them unbuttoned and slipped her hand inside Carly’s underwear. “Mmm… you’re already wet.” She whispered against Carly’s ear, as they both moved so Sam could slip off Carly’s jeans and underwear. She pulled on her hand, to take her to the bedroom. Sam wanted to fuck her with the strapon.
Carly went with her eagerly. She got on the bed. She knew what Sam was getting. She grabbed the tube of strawberry lube, and opened it up, spreading some on her sex. She wanted to make sure she tasted good for Sam. Although, she was sure that she would anyway. Sam got the strapon around her naked waist. The dildo was pink and vibrated. She turned it on, and positioned herself above Carly. She straddled her, and slowly slid inside Carly. Carly’s hips bucked, and she leaned up to kiss her. Sam’s hips moved fast, and Carly’s back arched hard. Sam leaned down and sucked on Carly’s left breast, as the dildo did its job, and Carly felt like her orgasm was coming. “Oh, fuck!” She cried, as her hands went to Sam’s waist, holding on as Sam thrust. She felt so good. Carly couldn’t imagine ever being with anyone else. That’s when her orgasm came, and she cried out Sam’s name, gripping her ass tightly.
“Let me repay the favor.” Carly said, as Sam slipped out of her, and licked the dildo clean. Sam grinned as Carly flipped them around, leaning down to lick her, licking along her walls, and sucking at her clit. She wanted Sam to be turned on. She grinned when Sam groaned and her hips bucked. Carly licked along her walls. She reached for the lube, and spread it along Sam’s sex. It was the kind that heated up as you used it. Carly licked some more, and then slipped on the strapon. She loved fucking Sam with it. It felt amazing. They didn’t need a man. Carly slipped deeper inside Sam, her hips rocking hard. They both groaned, Carly was getting turned on again, watching Sam’s breasts bounce as her hips rocked. Carly leaned down, sucking on Sam’s left breast, catching her nipple in her teeth. Sam cried out, groaning. She was going to come, soon, too. She gripped her waist, holding on as Carly thrust. She held on tightly. Carly couldn’t stop, Sam was so beautiful when she was turned on. Carly loved when she was able to get her to come. She was always so beautiful. Like she was in ecstasy.
Sam came with a violent groan, and leaned up, tonguing Carly as she kissed her. They stayed kissing and then Carly slipped outside of Sam. She grinned and licked the dildo clean. “You always taste amazing.” Sam said, as she watched Carly. “I know I don’t taste as good as you.” She smiled and grinned wider as she watched Carly put the strapon away. “You’re still turned on.” She commented. Carly looked at her, blushing as she nodded. Sam smiled and grabbed her, and flipped Carly over. She leaned down, and licked Carly’s sex, going to suck on her clit before going back to the folds, not wanting her to come again too quickly. She licked all over, Carly still tasted like strawberries. Sam grinned, and as her tongue grazed Carly’s clit again, Carly came all over her face. Sam grinned, licking it all up. “I…. wow. That was amazing.” Sam said, leaning up to kiss Carly.
Carly smiled at her. “Good, I’m glad. It was amazing.” She agreed, giving Sam another kiss. She lay back on the bed. She knew she should probably get up and get dressed. Justin was going to be here soon. She looked at Sam. “I…. we should really get ready for Justin. He’ll be here soon.” She said, and Sam groaned. “I’m not cancelling on him, Sam.” Carly said, looking into Sam’s eyes, and stroking her girlfriend’s just fucked hair. She looked amazing. As always. “Let’s go. As soon as Justin leaves, we can go fuck some more.” That made Sam smile. Carly grabbed her jeans, and pulled them on. She didn’t use her panties. Sam licked her lips. Carly grabbed her bra too and pulled it on. Carly was reaching for her tank top. “Come on, Sam. You have chicken to finish, too.” She said, grinning. She pulled on the tank, going back to the kitchen. She started clearing up her empty plate. Sam came back in a few minutes later, in a pair of shorts and a tank top, no bra. Carly could tell instantly. “Sam….” She said, laughing. “You are such a tease.”
“No more than you are.” Sam said, laughing too. She went to eat more of her chicken. She knew this would be amazing. iCarly, the college years would be so much better than the old incarnation.
Author’s note: Sorry this took so long. I did not forget this fic! Hope ya’ll liked. There will be more. ;)