For forever and a day

sam So please please please, let me get what I want this time "T-the Gods here are...are..." Sam frowned at the altar some more. "...They d-don't like me. They tried to hurt me, once."  Truthfully in his mind he had some far more colourful words for the deities beyond the shrine, but didn't dare to utter them when he was so close. Maybe Remi wasn't worried about Phoebe, but Sam had always been greatly concerned with other people's opinions of him. True, Phoebe had no power to stop him doing anything or to hurt him, but she might tell people. She was a teenager, and he knew more than most that they were prone to gossip and bullying. But while Remi was injured, it wasn't the time for an argument neither of them could do anything about. He was taken totally off guard as he was pressed up against a wall, a gasp escaping him. Sam knew what his hands wanted to do, how his body wanted to lean up into Remi's and encourage him to bite further down, the feel of teeth on him intoxicating. For a second he nearly gave into the temptation, hands shakily reaching up to cup the back of Remi's head as he closed his eyes-- But no. This was exactly what had happened last time, and now it was in an even more public place. Sam gently took ahold of Remi's shoulders and pushed him back, shaking his head. "..R-Remi. I am...flattered. That you w..wish to touch me so ba-badly. But we really must wait. An...anyone could see this, and you are hurt. Let's...go outside."