Thank you for finding me
And thank you for the care
"Oh, you are doing. A huge amount of progress was made with the candles and music and the entire bar for us." Sam replied with a smile that began wry, flirtatious...but very quickly became genuine and flushed; he was too thrilled with the date to act cool for too long.
It was just them there (he didn't much care what the wine spider might hear). Responding to the tight grip with one of his own, Sam considered Amun's words and hummed. "I hardly know what I think. I'm still working it out. But...I'll let you know, when I do." His self confidence had definitely grown over the last years, along with everything else, but there was still the darkness there in his mind, that told him Amun was only taking pity, that he was pathetic and snivelling, that the Voice had to wish she had never taken him on...
There was no time or place for that kind of thinking right now though. Not as Amun guided him into spinning, the step now a little faster. Just as he was beginning to get the hand of it, about to start some other conversation, all words left Sam by something as simple as the touch on his chin, which brought him very close to Amun's face - he couldn't help it; for a second his eyes flicked down to glance at his lips, though he quickly pulled them back up. "We don't...have to do this fast, if you don't want to." He said quietly, not moving his face away from Amun's at all as his feet carried on the dance.
It was just them there (he didn't much care what the wine spider might hear). Responding to the tight grip with one of his own, Sam considered Amun's words and hummed. "I hardly know what I think. I'm still working it out. But...I'll let you know, when I do." His self confidence had definitely grown over the last years, along with everything else, but there was still the darkness there in his mind, that told him Amun was only taking pity, that he was pathetic and snivelling, that the Voice had to wish she had never taken him on...
There was no time or place for that kind of thinking right now though. Not as Amun guided him into spinning, the step now a little faster. Just as he was beginning to get the hand of it, about to start some other conversation, all words left Sam by something as simple as the touch on his chin, which brought him very close to Amun's face - he couldn't help it; for a second his eyes flicked down to glance at his lips, though he quickly pulled them back up. "We don't...have to do this fast, if you don't want to." He said quietly, not moving his face away from Amun's at all as his feet carried on the dance.
And fuck you for making me
Think that this life might be fair
SAMUEL
