Make the most out of no time

It was strange being both the experienced one, the younger the one, and the one who was meant to be more respectful of boundaries, but the one who lusted after something he completely did not understand. And so as Sam opened the door, Remi felt something warm swim to life inside of himself. Indeed in the milliseconds that past as the distance between the two was bridged by Sam's hug, Remi thought to perhaps kiss him. To see if what was between them was something separate from the chemical cocktail which had adulterated his thoughts. But that Sam seemed like an entirely different one from the bright-eyed man leaning towards him now, and so with a bit of an awkward O on his lips and a sharp inhale of breath, he wrapped his arms around the bookmaker and sighed slightly into the non-body before him, somewhat thankful for the fact that the multiple layers of fabric between them all but obfuscated the man beneath. As Sam quickly pulled away, Remi wasn't fast enough to hide his crooked and uncertain smile, nor the blush that coloured his cheeks. But then, perhaps that might look simply like a chill from the cold. Still, the hug had been long enough for the alchemist to smell the old and settled smell of books, and what seemed like every flavour of tea imaginable, all rolled into one. Sam. "I was hoping to collect some more peppermint bark, and perhaps a few hanging snakes to feed...ah.." With a grin he couldn't help, Remi let it streak across his face. "..a baby dragon." He revealed with a mischievous grin. "Ready?" remi Too long till I drown in your hands