On This Night

Remi's back arched slightly as Sam's legs hooked around him, his gasp disappearing into Sam's mouth as he thrust in earnest now. Truthfully the lubricant made a world of difference and even Sam tensed up beneath him he didn't feel as though he'd hurt him. The word—the approval—tossed Remi into a haze of vague images and sounds that he couldn't quite name. The hand which had been on Sam's leg now rose to grip the sheets above his head while the arm behind his neck snaked over the fabric of the bed to clasp Sam's shoulder from behind. He didn't necessarily need the leverage given how much longer and stronger he was than Sam, but holding him firmly and closely felt instinctual at this point, and Remi was loath to disobey the instructions of his flesh in this moment. Not that Sam would know, but as it turned out, this was a first for the alchemist as well. Loren and Ianto had both topped him, and given that he'd been with women before nothing about this was inherently new to him, and yet it was, if only because sex with another man simply was different because of what it represented for him. Burying his face against Sam's neck, he kissed and licked and bit as his hips thrust forward and back. His strokes were powerful and steady despite the fact that his breathing was anything but. remi Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here