You know I still like you the most
The best of the best
Nate moved in to kiss him and Sam let himself go into the sensation, so tired of worry and pain. His hand still hurt, his mind still raced, but just for a while he wanted to be normal again, perhaps even loved. The hand on his shirt got a small nod from him and a hum of acceptance, Sam beginning to undo his buttons with his good hand.
He went down onto the bed easily, craving the comfort of Nate over him. Instinctively he opened his mouth wider, let Nate's tongue enter as he moaned a soft sound of need. Legs slowly spreading to create a space, Sam pulled back for just a second, as much as his body whined at the loss of contact.
"...Slowly...and..." Struggling to communicate what it was he wanted with words, Sam reached up to cup Nate's jaw then kissed him, soft and sweet, thumb stroking across his cheek. When he moved back again, wounded hand tracing one fingertip slowly down Nate's chest, he whispered: "Like that."
He went down onto the bed easily, craving the comfort of Nate over him. Instinctively he opened his mouth wider, let Nate's tongue enter as he moaned a soft sound of need. Legs slowly spreading to create a space, Sam pulled back for just a second, as much as his body whined at the loss of contact.
"...Slowly...and..." Struggling to communicate what it was he wanted with words, Sam reached up to cup Nate's jaw then kissed him, soft and sweet, thumb stroking across his cheek. When he moved back again, wounded hand tracing one fingertip slowly down Nate's chest, he whispered: "Like that."
and the worst of the worst
You'll always be my favorite ghost
SAMuEL
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