Will it fill our hearts with thoughts of endless night time sky?
A final kiss is pressed against the mark he’s made on Sam’s neck before the doctor pulls out and away, Nate lifting himself up and flopping gracelessly to the side. Now that the electric buzz of arousal is starting to fade, exhaustion settles in again, tugging at his limbs even more insistently. Without missing a beat, Nate snorts, a lazy smirk spreading over his face. ”I think I’ve actually gotten better.” Theres a deeply content look in his one eye as he meets Sam’s gaze, his smirk widening. ”I know that must seem impossible.”
He gets a moment to catch his breath, so to speak, a lazy blue eye focused on Sam, and two sets of arms wrapped around the bookbinder. ”I’m glad everything’s working here still.” Nate admits after a beat, just so they don’t fall into utter silence. There had been some distant fear that perhaps with his second ascension, the magic here wouldn’t be able to touch him any longer, and no words exist to describe how relieved he is.
He gets a moment to catch his breath, so to speak, a lazy blue eye focused on Sam, and two sets of arms wrapped around the bookbinder. ”I’m glad everything’s working here still.” Nate admits after a beat, just so they don’t fall into utter silence. There had been some distant fear that perhaps with his second ascension, the magic here wouldn’t be able to touch him any longer, and no words exist to describe how relieved he is.
NATE
