[Seasonal Event] Escape From/To You

Samuel Though I know I should know better Well, I can make this work Is it just part of the process? Well, Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ, it hurts The way he could so obviously affect Remi with only the slightest of touches and words was still exhilarating to Sam, the change in his voice and eagerness in his kiss a balm over the panic and hurt within. "If you w-want me to, I c..I could kiss you un-until...well, I d-don't know. Until we st-stop." He ran a hand down from Remi's jaw to his chest, his fingertips trailing on his torso then resting on his hip. "...But we are in a v-very open spot, right n-now. And per-perhaps the Gods would not...a-appreciate this. Kind of wo-worship. No matter what the m-man with the church says." He didn't push Remi off though, didn't move or stiffen; in fact his body language spoke volumes in the way he pressed himself up into Remi, tangled his fingers into his hair and rested them on the skin under the edge of his shirt, the way he looked up into Remi's eyes. "...If...you d-don't mind me saying it. Then I will. I...love you, Remi. I l-love the colour of your eyes. And...h-how you...you always try to do the r-right thing. And...you care, and y-you're brave."