Sam Golbach Imagines

Chapstick (Sam Golbach Imagine)

        You were hanging out with Sam and you were having the greatest time. You had been friends since you guys were kids and when you moved to LA, you guys got to hang out just like the old times except a little better.
        Currently, you guys were just making random tik toks or Instagram music videos. It was hilarious and you were on the floor laughing. He collapsed to the ground and was laughing, too.
        You sighed and you rolled over and looked at Sam. And you could help yourself. Your eyes  trailed to his lips. They were beautiful. They were so full, and today they were more pink than usual. You really wondered what it would be like to kiss them.
       You quickly shook your head and rolled back over and looked at the ceiling. You couldn't think like that. You were sure that he didn't like you like that anyway, but you still couldn't help but wonder...
        "Let's do the chapstick challenge!" you blurted out. You looked at Sam and he looked at you.
         "You got chapstick?" he asked.
         "No, but I figured it would be a lot of fun if we went and just bought tons of chapstick," you said and giggled. He laughed again and you both sat up and went.
        You went to the nearest store and you and Sam both grabbed all the different flavored chapsticks that you possibly could. You had different brands, different flavors, and different sizes. You both were laughing your heads off as you came back to your apartment.
       You went in and you set up all of your chapsticks. You laughed because it looked like you had an army of colorful tubes. You grabbed some napkins and you went back to the living room. You sat down and Sam was next to you and you rubbed your hands together.
        "Close your eyes, Golback," you ordered and he did. You decided to go with some peppermint chapstick first. You put it on and you set it back down. "Pucker up."
        He opened his eyes and and he leaned over to you. You put your lips on his momentarily and then pulled away.
        "Peppermint?" he asked. You nodded and he high-fived you. "One for me!"
         You then closed your eyes and just for a moment, you thought about the kiss. His lips were just so soft.
        "Ready!" Sam said and you opened your eyes. You leaned over and he put his lips on yours again.
        "What am I, an amateur? That's vanilla!" you shouted. He laughed and you fist-pumped the air. "One to one!"
        You guys went back and forth, going through some of the more interesting flavors. You had cherry coke, sprite, cinnamon, cherry, raspberry, mint swirl, chocolate, and many others. Every single time, you couldn't help but look at his lips. The chapstick made them look even prettier and you couldn't help it. You licked your own lips while staring at his and he caught you. You quickly turned away, pretending to pick another flavor.
       His hand was on your chin, turning you to face him. He licked lips with yours, moving fluidly with you and even pressing his tongue against your mouth.
       When he pulled away, it made a satisfying "pop" and you looked up at him.
        "I didn't have my chapstick ready!"
        "I know, but I saw you looking at my lips, and I figured that since you felt the same way, I could go ahead and kiss you."
        You blinked for a few seconds and then shook your head. "Felt the same way?"
        "You have no clue how long I've been wanting to kiss you since before today," Sam said. "This challenge just gave me an excuse to do it some more."
        "Oh really?" you asked and turned your body to face him. "How about we do some more now?"
        You didn't have a chance to prepare as he came and pinned you against the couch. His lips were on yours within seconds, tasting every bit of you. They were just as soft as you had expected they were and you moaned into it. His lips were suddenly off your mouth and on your neck, nipping at the sensitive flesh and leaving marks trailing down.
       He looked up at you and his fingers trailed down your chest, stopping just above the waist band on your pants.
       "How about I apply a new flavor, and in a few minutes you guess what that is?"
         "Oh you don't know the things you do to me," you groaned.
          "I think I can tell," he said with a smirk. He lowered his head and you let out a heavy sigh.
         Thank God for the invention of chapstick.