Will it fill our hearts with thoughts of endless night time sky?
What is he doing? It has to be obvious, considering what Sam himself is doing, considering the growing bulge in his pants, but Nate can't quite bring himself to be that aggressive. "I imagine the same thing you are." Already there's a growl in his voice, a snarl of need that is impatient and angry at finding this snag in his plan. Though... why does it have to be a snag? Nate takes a step deeper into the room, shrugging his jacket off as he goes, a single thought in his mind.
Obviously, he's not going anywhere, and obviously Sam's already gotten started, so... "Would it be wrong to suggest we work together?" The question is asked so casually, it's almost like Nate's mind hasn't already been made up, his shirt joining his jacket on the ground and a hand moving to pop the button of his pants, relieving some of the pressure building up there. An unblinking gaze is levelled at Sam the entire time, dipping between his legs like he's looking for something before seemingly realizing what he's doing.
Obviously, he's not going anywhere, and obviously Sam's already gotten started, so... "Would it be wrong to suggest we work together?" The question is asked so casually, it's almost like Nate's mind hasn't already been made up, his shirt joining his jacket on the ground and a hand moving to pop the button of his pants, relieving some of the pressure building up there. An unblinking gaze is levelled at Sam the entire time, dipping between his legs like he's looking for something before seemingly realizing what he's doing.
NATE
