Reaching High

now there's a space too wide

Distantly Remi heard himself moan softly, almost a whine in the back of his throat. It was soft, but it was there. A reverie of times past, times that his body remembered, and that his mind wanted to forget.

Almost hating the way he was the only one softly panting, Remi tried to slow his breathing by holding his breath. As Sam spoke the fingers on his lower back tensed slightly, as if amazed there was a body beneath the fabric at all, still so shocked that he'd found his way back here again.

"No.." Remi agreed, his lips parting and pressing against Sam's, but not quite kissing him. It was like he was trying to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. His lips opened, the tangle of facial hair making soft scratching sounds as Remi breathed a disbelieving and uncertain breath.

The hand around Sam tightened even as Remi's body tensed and threatened to pull away.

The breath he'd been holding shuddered from his lips. "I do not know you..." He whispered, lips still against Sam's. "You are not the man I loved.." A statement, not a judgement. His tongue tasting the horizon of Sam's lower lip. "I do not know what I am doing."

He needed to stop.

He needed...

..to..

...he..

that's left us with wondering eyes

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