You know I still like you the most
The best of the best
Unawares of all the thoughts in Zeph's head, Sam was beginning to find his own mind racing now that he was feeling better; the restoration of his strength let him drift a little as he drank the reminder of what he needed. He'd always found Zeph attractive anyway, had seen him naked literally immediately and had known he liked what he saw; the glimpse of his chest was enough for Sam to imagine running his fingers down it, small smile on his face as he leaned in to kiss...
No, this was completely inappropriate, and he wasn't about to ruin another good thing by a regrettable post-bite hook up.
Legs pressed together so hard he felt they might break in a moment, he forced himself to detatch from Zeph's wrist, both to end the rush of arousal and to make sure he didn't take too much. For Sam who could not feel much sensation outside of the time of the bite the heat in him would quickly fade, but he was well aware it could take longer with Zeph. Gently letting go of his wrist, Sam wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and licked off the last last streaks of blood before turning to speak to Zeph, trying his best to keep his eyes on the man's face and not the rather obvious situation occurring further down.
"...Th..Thank you. I ff--feel much better. Y..you're alright?" He asked; indeed he would look considerably healthier and sturdier now, more colour in his face (as much as Sam's face ever gained colour) and no weakness in his movements.
No, this was completely inappropriate, and he wasn't about to ruin another good thing by a regrettable post-bite hook up.
Legs pressed together so hard he felt they might break in a moment, he forced himself to detatch from Zeph's wrist, both to end the rush of arousal and to make sure he didn't take too much. For Sam who could not feel much sensation outside of the time of the bite the heat in him would quickly fade, but he was well aware it could take longer with Zeph. Gently letting go of his wrist, Sam wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and licked off the last last streaks of blood before turning to speak to Zeph, trying his best to keep his eyes on the man's face and not the rather obvious situation occurring further down.
"...Th..Thank you. I ff--feel much better. Y..you're alright?" He asked; indeed he would look considerably healthier and sturdier now, more colour in his face (as much as Sam's face ever gained colour) and no weakness in his movements.
and the worst of the worst
You'll always be my favorite ghost
SAMuEL
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