Bendy X Sammy Novels & Stories

She hadn't expected it to be true. Suddenly, she stood up, startling Harry and Evely. She grabbed Kendrick's hand and dragged him away. They ran to the kitchen, where Samantha, like a fangirl meeting her idol, blushed and stuttered nervously. "You, you're really…" Her eyes were filled with excitement. He didn't expect her to be so excited but still it felt good. Whatever his identity, it was better if Samantha admired him more. "Yes, I'm X," he said in his deep voice.

“What’s your name?” “It’s Alexei. What do you want in return?” I can hear my dad’s footsteps coming down the hall, and I start to back away. He reaches out, grabbing onto my wrist and holding me in place. Little shocks of pleasure rush all through my body at his touch, and not even the jingle of his handcuffs can put a damper on this rush of arousal. “Tell me,” he says, even though I know he can hear my dad getting closer too. “I want you to pop my cherry,” I whisper in a rush as he drops my hand, and right before I scurry away, I see his eyes widen in surprise and then darken with a pure, raw need that has me nearly orgasming on the spot.

She extended her bloodied hand towards him, “The name is Sam, Sam Collins.” Alex stared at her. She had a fiery spirit about her, some would call her fearless even. He absentmindedly took her hand, shaking it gently, “I’m..ah, Alex, Alex Bennett.” “Well hey there ah..Alex. Are you sure that’s your name?” Sam teased, looking at the handsome man staring down at her, butterflies trying to hold a gymnastic meet in her gut. “You're acting like you're the one who hit their head, not me.”

Sammy whined, ‘Oh, come on, I know you can punch harder than that! One, two! I increased my strength slightly. Jab! Jab! Kaylee giggled, ‘She’s distracted daydreaming about her boyfriend.’ ‘Which one? Hudson or Everett?’ Sammy laughed. Annoyed, I threw another single punch at the punching bag, increasing my strength again ever so slightly. However, that punch sent Sammy across the room, skidding against the floor. ‘Woah!’ Sammy cried out, pulling herself to stand. Rubbing her rear end as she paced back, ‘Damn it, Amelia, you need to learn to pull your punches.’

The sound of her name rolled off her tongue in the same sort of way Beth imagined MaDonna would announce herself, like everyone should already know her name. “I’m Robby Pierson. It’s nice to meet you.” He grinned, sticking his hand out for her to shake it. She looked at it for a second before taking it in her lithe palm. Beth saw her wipe her hand off once it was settled around her narrow ribs. She was wearing a white T-shirt with her cut-off shorts, so it didn’t seem like it was dirt she was worried about. Maybe she was a germaphobe. “What are you doing Saturday night?” Sammy asked, reclaiming the conversation. “Will you go out with me?”

Sammy bounced into the room with his brown eyes glowing and a smirk similar to Sky's playing on his lips. "What the fuck do you want, Sammy?" Sky stood up to go put a shirt on. Sammy smiled. "Can't I just want to say hi to my big brother?" "Uh, no." Sky answered, throwing his shirt over his head. Sammy rolled his eyes in fake annoyance. "When do you ever come in here when you don't want something, or need me to do something." Sammy looked thoughtful. "Good point." Sky smiled. "Now what?" "I bring good news!" Sammy announced. Sky peeked up at him with a look that said ‘really?’

I warned him and he chuckled. “Not like she is my taste or anything but don’t you see, she likes you. Maybe your problem of how you can appreciate her will be very easy. She likes you so anything you give her will be right.” Hmmm, his words got me thinking. Sammy is a straight gay guy but a very wise one. He seems to be able to read even the expressions of inanimate objects and I just wonder. How does he do it? “You're ok, pal?” I looked up to him and hissed, “Bad guy!” I threw at him but instead of saying something else he burst into laughs.

“Bridgette!” Sammy said with exasperation. “I don’t want to go!” “Why not?”Bridgette asked with concern. “I just don’t want to.”Sammy pouted. “Sammy, if you don’t tell me, I can’t help you…” Bridgette said, kneeling down to her level.

I take off my earbuds and sit down next to Sammy. "Hi" I mumble. Thankfully Sammy, always my savior, takes over. "Guys this is Braze he's new. Braze this is Ash and Clare." she introduces and points. The redheaded girl Clare smiles at me and says: "Hi Braze, Sammy talked about you. I'm so sorry about what happened with Hodge but.." She didn't get any further because the pale boy Ash opens his mouth totally interrupting her. "I'm gay but not I am single"

“SAMMY!” A voice made Sam turn away suddenly in the opposite direction. She could see her boss on the other side of the store grimacing at her. “I need a hand” said Gordon. Samanta turned to Dominik and smiled. “Sammy?” Dom repeated the name and could not keep himself from smiling idiotically. “Samanta. My friends call me Sam, but my boss here calls me Sammy when he's…” she turned around and looked back at Gordon, who was holding a bunch of boxes in his arms, “stressing out” she added.