You know I still like you the most
The best of the best
It was so easy for Sam to lose himself in Nate's touch and his kisses, feeling just the simple pleasures of being wanted rather than the much more complex area of being loved. His body moved fluidly with the strokes on his cock, Sam's hips rolling up and tipping down at the same rhythm until he was moaning with Nate, whispering out his name like a prayer and cumming, for a second entirely ignorant of the horrors behind and around him.
He let himself be tugged up into Nate's arms easily and laid his head on his lover's shoulder, breathing in Nate's scent and closing his eyes, content to stay there for as long as he possibly could. Things would be hard for a while or maybe forever, he knew, but at least for the moment he had somewhere to go that felt just a little like home.
He let himself be tugged up into Nate's arms easily and laid his head on his lover's shoulder, breathing in Nate's scent and closing his eyes, content to stay there for as long as he possibly could. Things would be hard for a while or maybe forever, he knew, but at least for the moment he had somewhere to go that felt just a little like home.
and the worst of the worst
You'll always be my favorite ghost
SAMuEL
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