room 216 ; monday morning

[necroslacker]

Sometimes, Sam actually did sleep. Without classes to get him up, he'd fallen asleep early this morning and was still sleeping pretty soundly right now. That, of course, meant Sam's ghosts were out.

And no, these were not ghosts in a closet like skeletons in a closet. These were actual ghosts, visages of the dead floating around Sam's sleeping body, shrieking and moaning and keening. Sam's brow crinkled and he was tossing and turning a bit. Somewhere inside his sleeping mind, he knew what was happening but he hoped the ghosts would go away. What he once thought was a nightmare was now just a side effect of his powers.

The ghosts dipped lower, floating helplessly right above Sam's body. He curled up around a pillow and tried to block them out. The ghosts didn't go away. One screamed. Another whimpered.

Sam started looking a little restless.

[Door closed but post open! Seeing the ghosts is reserved for one person so anyone after her will just see Sam looking a little tired. And NFB on the ghosts, of course. Just looks like Sam's having a bad sleep.]

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[necroslacker]

"Maybe you should," Sam agreed with a little laugh. "I'm not good enough for nice things. You are."

[whenshewasnice]

"Does that mean my ego is safe from growing disproportionately large?"

Ahahaha.

[necroslacker]

"Are you saying that I never compliment you?" Sam wondered.

[whenshewasnice]

"No," she said, easily. "I'm saying that it seemed like you were saying my resistance to the effects of nice things is higher. Or something."

[necroslacker]

"Wow, that sounds complicated," Sam said, rubbing the side of his head. "Your logic is complicated, Natalie. I have a brain ache."

[whenshewasnice]

"Maybe you just have a slower brain," Natalie joked. He better take it as joking, anyway. "Sorry."

[necroslacker]

Sam frowned oh so dramatically at her. "My slower brain resembles that remark. You should kiss it and make it better."

[whenshewasnice]

"You want me to kiss your brain?" Natalie asked, chuckling. "Doesn't convince me its not slow and potentially inferior."

[necroslacker]

"Maybe I just want you to kiss me," he murmured, smiling lazily at her. "That'd work too."

[whenshewasnice]

"Well, that does make you sound a little saner," she replied, leaning a bit closer but not actually kissing him. Such a tease. "A little."

[necroslacker]

"I thought you said I wasn't certifiable," he murmured, looking at her and smiling from that close, close proximity. "Taking that back now?"

[whenshewasnice]

"A little saner doesn't mean insane," Natalie murmured in return. "It just means... what it means."

[necroslacker]

"You still haven't kissed me," he pointed out, frowning at her. "That's sad."

[whenshewasnice]

"Is it?" she asked, closing some of that distance that was making him frown so that her lips brushed against his. "Mm."

[necroslacker]

"You don't find it sad?" he mumbled quietly, sighing. "I sure do."

[whenshewasnice]

"I have more patience than you do," she said, oh so quietly. She'd felt his sigh, he'd feel her breath. "So no."

[necroslacker]

"You're hurting my feelings," he said even if she wasn't. "You don't wanna kiss me."

[whenshewasnice]

"Don't I?"

She quirked a little smile at him, not that he'd really see it, and let herself fully feel just how mch she was anticipating kissing him.

The trick there, of course, was letting him feel it too.

[necroslacker]

"Oh."

He breathed and shuddered a bit.

"Wow. That's...that's really nice."

[whenshewasnice]

"Mm."

And now, now she was actually going to kiss him. Playful, not particularly light, and she even used her leg to nudge him closer to her, even though he was plenty close already.

[necroslacker]

Yeah, that was nice. He'd felt her anticipation and now he could really, really feel it. He moved closer, pressing flush against her and responded to that kiss eagerly and warmly. It'd been awhile since a real, proper kiss for them.

[whenshewasnice]

Too long. Felt like too long in this particular moment, anyway, though it might not have been that long.

She had a lot of good feelings to project while kissing him. Affection, mostly. The enjoyment she felt at being all tangled up and close with him.

[necroslacker]

Sam had affection too and knew he needed to voice his since she couldn't feel it like he could.

So, he pulled away just briefly and said, "I love you," before closing that distance again and pressing his lips to hers, returning to that kiss.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie mumbled something that might have been "je t'aime", but it was hard to tell because she didn't bother with pulling away.

But then, as had already been noted, she had many ways of conveying her affection. One of them was deepening the kiss a little bit.

[necroslacker]

Yep, that was a great way of conveying affection right there. Sam sighed against her lips and slid a hand under her shirt and against her back. He went right with her on that deeper kiss and tried to pour some affection of his own into it so she'd know he could be non verbal too.