Call it what you want

The shake in Sam's voice and the quiver in his fingers seemed to be a thing of the past as the hold the ascended had on his jaw increased. Remi could feel as well as hear the hum and for a moment Remi's state of pleasure and confusion was so great that the noise might have come from anyone or anywhere at all. He'd forgotten entirely what was happening and could feel only his heart beating wildly in his chest (no doubt trying to make up for the drop in his blood pressure), and the flush of his cheeks as they grew hot with Sam's presence. The alchemist's mind was a pulsing whirlwind of vagueness, feeling only the incredible rapture of his senses and the places where Sam was touching him. Indeed as the man's hand found its way against Remi's thigh the alchemist's body responded without direction, moving into the contact as his own hold of the man's hip increased hungrily. As Sam's fingers found their way into his curls the alchemist's eyes closed and he found himself leaning forward and down, allowing whatever purchase the ascended might need or want over him. His other hand had at some point made its way to Sam's other hip and lower back, pulling him closer until— —the sensation stopped immediately, but that didn't mean the alchemist ceased to feel the way his heart was frenetically beating or how his chest was rising in falling with the shaky sips of air he'd been taking. As if a switch had been flipped, the alchemist could suddenly hear how loud he'd been breathing, and all at once he gasped in a breath and held it, incredibly aware of the fact that his arms were around Sam, that the man's hand was tangled in his hair, that his back was against the rock wall, and that Sam hadn't pulled away. Breathlessly, Remi's breath hitched as his eyes blinked slowly in the darkness, really only able to see the soft coppery outline of Sam's head. "Are you...is that enough?" He all but gasped, a latent shiver of pleasure running down his spine. REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times