See yourself through my eyes

Sam softly laughed as Remi agreed, moving in to kiss him again regardless and lifting his hip into the hand on his skin. He was about to sit up and take his shirt off, figuring if they were getting this far he may as well-- Then suddenly the door opened and there was a flurry of noise as Phoebe came in then exploded into apologies. Immediately Sam panicked and shot up, but didn't get off Remi for fear of hurting him by doing it too quickly. After she'd left he didn't need her encouragement to get off, the interruption immediately having cracked whatever mood had made him think this was a good idea in the first place. Slowly he rolled off to the side then stood up at the side of the bed, pulling the blankets up over Remi. "...Um." He said, looking at the rather obvious tent in the sheets. With a moment of desperate quick thinking he grabbed a spare pillow from under the bed and gently laid it over Remi's waist. For his own situation, there was plenty of swift deflating occurring, but he still turned to push himself down further into his underwear before he went to open the door. With a distinctly embarrassed stare at the floor, he pulled it open. "I'm...u-um. Sorry, Ph-Phoebe, for that. Yo...you are q-quite right. Not the place." Samuel I hear in my mind All these voices I hear in my mind All of these words