See yourself through my eyes

Remi's thumb traced the line of Sam's hip, gently following where it hollowed. All the alchemist wanted to do was explore with his roaming fingers, to touch and caress now that Sam could finally feel it. Though his body was already anticipating what would occur at the conclusion of this exploration, Remi wanted to take his time, for Sam's sake. Still, the ascended would likely feel the urgency in the few meager movements that Remi was still capable of; the way the hand tangled in Sam's hair tried to draw him ever closer, and the nearly possessive and needy way the hand on his hip stretched and pressed. Remi could feel Sam begin to shift, and a groan of displeasure began to rise in the back of his throat just as Phoebe flung the door open. Her scattered apologies had far less of an effect on the alchemist than they did the bookmaker. Despite Sam's decision to remain astride Remi, suddenly sitting up bounced the bed enough that Remi's entire torso tensed defensively, and he hissed in a pained breath, squeezing his eyes tightly shut as he breathed through the pain. Clenching his teeth as Sam rolled off, Remi exhaled a steady stream of air as his eyes fluttered open just in time to see Sam placing a pillow over his obvious erection. Frustrated as he might have been at the interruption, the alchemist could only laugh at Sam's attempts at subterfuge grinning at the ascended despite how obviously mortified the man looked. With a groan, Remi reached up for the handle he had made, Pulling himself into as much of a seating position as he could. "So I see you two know each other." Remi quipped with a boyish and unabashed smile as Sam let Phoebe back into the room. remi I always forget that you can't read my mind