All That Glitters

Sam wasn't sure if it was good or not that he felt Remi give in so obviously, the wrist in his mouth relaxing as he drank. But it was hard to be too concerned when Remi seemed willing, the moan almost nostalgic for Sam as he lost himself in the taste and sensation, resisting the urge to pull Remi over him. It would be so easy, he fantasised, just leaning in and putting his arms around Remi's neck, letting themselves just go with what he was sure they both felt- But that was a fantasy of before, from the time when Remi had loved him (a time he desperately wanted to believe had existed). As it was he drank enough to feel the magic begin to thrum in his veins then let go, gently placing Remi's wrist down. "...There. Are...are you a-alright? I think...I have enough to f-fly now." He said with a weak smile, shifting how he was sat so the effects of the bite other than the transfer of power would not be obvious. "Just...um..sit for a moment. Be-before we go." Remi really could not have a breakdown here. It was dark and scary and Sam didn't want to be alone. Samuel At seventeen, I started to starve myself I thought that love was a kind of emptiness And at least I understood then the hunger I felt And I didn't have to call it loneliness