Nate surged forwards and Sam gladly leaned up to welcome him, pressing kisses to the side of his neck as his clothes were removed; he was about to use his teeth to just graze at the skin when Nate roughly grabbed his chest, a sensation that seemed to be amplified now that he had breasts. Sam moaned, fingers pressing in tight against Nate's back as he arched into the touch, one hand sinking down to rest at Nate's hip--
"What?" He blinked, thrown out of the lustful dream he'd been caught in. Once Sam actually realised what Nate was asking, he was embarrassed, but...he'd come this far. Mustering all the self confidence he'd gained in the last seasons he gently took Nate's wrist in his hand and moved it down to between his legs, so Nate's fingertips would be able to feel the wetness there. "...Some things have changed. I can explain later, but..."
He knew what Nate liked. Looking up into the larger man's eyes and making his voice soft, Sam asked: "Can you please just fuck me first, sir?"
"What?" He blinked, thrown out of the lustful dream he'd been caught in. Once Sam actually realised what Nate was asking, he was embarrassed, but...he'd come this far. Mustering all the self confidence he'd gained in the last seasons he gently took Nate's wrist in his hand and moved it down to between his legs, so Nate's fingertips would be able to feel the wetness there. "...Some things have changed. I can explain later, but..."
He knew what Nate liked. Looking up into the larger man's eyes and making his voice soft, Sam asked: "Can you please just fuck me first, sir?"
SAMUEL
I somehow still lost
I somehow always do
I somehow always do
