For forever and a day

laughing like children, living like lovers & I guess that's why they call it the blues. Remi smiled against Sam's lips, the ascended's gentle caressing doing much to soothe the raucous neediness suddenly rampant inside of Remi's soul, but not quieting it all the way. The alchemist was distinctly aware of Sam's lack of breath and for the first time he idly wondered what then was the fluid he felt on Sam's lips, if not saliva? Then, with a mental shake, he tried to deter his mind from thoughts of other various fluids as gently nudged the tip of Sam's nose with his own. "No? You think your father would still have time to be so rude while two lions trailed behind him?" He asked, pulling back with a grin. "I think so." Remi said, his hand reaching for the walking stick he'd brought. "Though can we walk the outside route? I know it is longer, but I really have missed breathing fresh air."