[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 person behind him was Remi but was also something primal, desperate; something brimming beneath the surface that wanted him. To be so needed that someone could lose control in their desire for him was all that Sam could ask for, obvious in the way he loudly moaned despite the echo on the walls and tipped his head back onto Remi's shoulder. "I'm yours." He replied back to Remi, the words easy and obvious. As Remi entered him his hands went back to grasp at his hips, nails digging into the skin there hard enough to leave marks. His hips followed Remi's direction, pushing back every time he was thrust into to make it deeper, intensify the sensation of Remi inside him. At first he was just mumbling "Remi...R-Remi...Remiiiiii-" over and over, but the hand across his throat stopped that. Instead he began to gasp and whine desperately, feeling so utterly at Remi's mercy that the other man could do anything at all to him. Fists bunched up on the wall and his body so in Remi's grasp, it was hard to move much at all except for the backwards slamming of his hips, but he put a hand down to grasp for Remi's hand on his hip bone; if he could get it he would raise it to his mouth and sink his teeth deep into Remi's wrist, wanting to push this the furthest he could.