Seeds to Sow

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — "No, Fr-frey is just...just s-sex. But sex can be...so m-many things." Sam's voice was a little wistful as he considered just how much his first time with Remi had meant, how it had not just been physical but emotional, almost spiritual. It was not one-dimensional at all, and he supposed Caiside had to be a virgin to not know that. The question caught him off guard and he screwed up his mouth to one side, brows furrowing as he considered it. "Um...no, no-nothing quite like that. They don't...have anything against am-ambition. Did you have a..a b-bad experience with..with them?" Caiside wouldn't be the first person he'd known who had had a bad run in with a God; ha. Remi's interaction with Ludo had affected his life strongly enough to leave a strong impression. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.