"Always." Remi hummed immediately, rising up again to press a smattering of kisses against Sam's collarbones and chest, each one followed by another soft murmur of always.
Before Sam could pull away as his lips left Remi's nose, the alchemist surged upwards again, one hand curled in Sam's hair as he pressed his lips against the other man's. Despite the weight of his partner overtop of him, and how the moments-ago arching of Sam's back had made Remi's mind wander, for now the only heat the burned on Remi's lips was one of adoration, love, and complete contentedness. Pulling back with a mischievous and somewhat dreamy sort of glint in his eyes, the alchemist shruged. "Oh you would, would you? Even when I was a powerless commoner, who once slept on the floor in a house no bigger than this room in Northaven?" He asked, again knowing immediately that Sam's response would be yes.
"Mmm...well I do know that now. Back then though.." Half-scrunching his eyes closed to try and remember, Remi bit the inside of his lip thoughtfully. "Your voice had been changed already, I think. You did not seem the type of man at all prone to panic attacks" Remi replied with a gentle shrug. "I do think in the note you said that you thought it was for the best though. That for some reason your affection was a bother to me." He added with a solemn shake of his head, indicating the quite the opposite was true, that Sam's love through that time had saved him.
Before Sam could pull away as his lips left Remi's nose, the alchemist surged upwards again, one hand curled in Sam's hair as he pressed his lips against the other man's. Despite the weight of his partner overtop of him, and how the moments-ago arching of Sam's back had made Remi's mind wander, for now the only heat the burned on Remi's lips was one of adoration, love, and complete contentedness. Pulling back with a mischievous and somewhat dreamy sort of glint in his eyes, the alchemist shruged. "Oh you would, would you? Even when I was a powerless commoner, who once slept on the floor in a house no bigger than this room in Northaven?" He asked, again knowing immediately that Sam's response would be yes.
"Mmm...well I do know that now. Back then though.." Half-scrunching his eyes closed to try and remember, Remi bit the inside of his lip thoughtfully. "Your voice had been changed already, I think. You did not seem the type of man at all prone to panic attacks" Remi replied with a gentle shrug. "I do think in the note you said that you thought it was for the best though. That for some reason your affection was a bother to me." He added with a solemn shake of his head, indicating the quite the opposite was true, that Sam's love through that time had saved him.
I forgot what it was like, to think I found you finally
What if you were the one for me? I hope you weren't the one for me
What if you were the one for me? I hope you weren't the one for me
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
