On This Night

Samuel And he's smiling like he means it, and he's stretched out on his back And he's telling me now that he loves me, for the fifth or the sixth time, I can't keep track Remi was everything Sam wanted him to be, sweet and understanding. He smiled and leaned forward to kiss him again, a little harder this time, with more intent. His tongue parted Remi's lips and as they kissed he took off his jacket, shrugging it from his shoulders. "I don't th-think I'll w...want you to stop." He laughed, breathy, against Remis lips, then wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him down a little, so Remi was leaning over him; just because that was how he had always imagined it. Kissing when he could feel it all was invigorating. Sam kissed Remi like he was land and he had been at sea all his life. A quiet moan hummed its way from him as he recaptured Remi's mouth over and over again, a hand going to push into his hair.