Sam was beginning to pick up speed as he fell deeper into the rush of heavy warmth in his body, his finger sliding in and out of himself and growing wetter by the second, his legs falling further open as he thought about no one in particular holding them down and spreading him out; he pinched his nipple harder. It wouldn't hurt, but he could at least imagine the shock of pain from a bite, the gentle crooning of a presence over him, using him--
There was a moan leaving his lips that wouldn't sound out of place in the Halenani when the door opened. Immediately Sam sat bolt upright, hands coming to stay stiffly on his thighs (though his pants were still pushed half down his thighs, with his shirt messed and hair all over the place) and if he could blush, he would have been bright red. When he saw who it was that had opened it, he couldn't decide if he was more or less embarrassed.
"N-Nate." He returned, nodding. Sam looked the taller man up and down, chewed on his bottom lip. Maybe it was the Frey magic in the space, but leaving in shame was not the first thing on his mind. Not bold enough to bring up what was his first thought, he instead asked the obvious: "Um..what are you doing here?"
There was a moan leaving his lips that wouldn't sound out of place in the Halenani when the door opened. Immediately Sam sat bolt upright, hands coming to stay stiffly on his thighs (though his pants were still pushed half down his thighs, with his shirt messed and hair all over the place) and if he could blush, he would have been bright red. When he saw who it was that had opened it, he couldn't decide if he was more or less embarrassed.
"N-Nate." He returned, nodding. Sam looked the taller man up and down, chewed on his bottom lip. Maybe it was the Frey magic in the space, but leaving in shame was not the first thing on his mind. Not bold enough to bring up what was his first thought, he instead asked the obvious: "Um..what are you doing here?"
SAMUEL
I somehow still lost
I somehow always do
I somehow always do
