And Together We Will Be

SAMUEL i am the ocean, crawling madly at your moon. and with one wanton whoop — "Well...an interesting one at least." Sam said against Nate's chest, smiling into his neck with a hand on his chest. As much as it was not looking like it was going to be a pleasant trip, it would at least be a chance to be alone with Nate. Looking back to the Voice one more time he smiled, thanked her, then turned to leave, holding Nate's hand - soon they would be on their way, but for the night there was time to enjoy each other and Nate's new form. — i melt into a sycophantic soup, & all that's left to do, is giggle, fawn, and swoon.