All That Glitters

The feeling of Sam's hands on his arms was a strange sort of over-stimulation, despite what had just occurred. Heart thundering loudly in his ears, the bookmaker's words sounded far away and distant, and it took Remi a few seconds for his mind to parse the buzzing of the ascended's lips into something he could understand. "Sorry, yes." He breathed at last, eyes raising to gaze into Sam's. His gaze was vague, partially confused but for conflicting reasons. Calm down? Remi wanted to laugh and insist that what he needed wasn't to calm down, until he felt the tightness in the front of his pants and the way the blood still pounded in his ears. Running his thumb between his eyes, the alchemist sighed. So apparently he did need to calm down. Embarrassment and shame added to the crimson tint on his cheeks, both glad and not that Sam had let his arms go. Яemi But now it's happily ever never. I guess now I know better