necroslacker | room 216 ; monday morning

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"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.

"Oh."

He breathed and shuddered a bit.

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

"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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Natalie hummed, and shivered a little at the touch of his hand on her back. His non-verbal affection was nice, yes. She was enjoying it, shifting some like she could get any closer.

There weren't a lot of ways to get closer, no. He was pressed flush against her and he could feel all of her warmth seeping into him, making his skin feel warmer than it really ever did. He nipped at her lip and flicked out his tongue, trying to find hers for a moment or two before he returned to just flat out kissing her and trying to make her breathless.

That was something he was really rather good at, making her breathless. Pretty darn good. In fact, she was probably going to have to take a second to breathe, soon.

Just not yet. She could try repaying him for that tongue thing that had made her shiver, too, with a little flick of her own. And her hand could sneak down to his waist where she slipped it just barely underneath his shirt, skin on skin.

Sam didn't shiver but he did make a quiet sound of pleasure when he felt her tongue against his. When her hand touched skin, he felt that area tingle.

He was gonna be breathless pretty soon too. It was hard not to be with her. She had ways of taking his breath away.

Well, it was a shared talent.

Eventually, Natalie pulled away but didn't go far. Just breathing very close to his lips. Idly brushing her fingers against his skin.

Sam didn't say anything. He was fine with just feeling her breath against his face. It was very intimate and affectionate.

He closed his eyes and sighed quietly.

Natalie did the same. She hadn't forgotten the ghosts from earlier, but this... This was good. She really liked this.

"Are you happy?"

She wasn't sure why she was asking. It didn't matter.

"Happy?" Sam asked, blinking his eyes open to look at her. "Yeah. Right now, I really am. I'm happy."

He sighed and smiled lightly at her.

"Are you?"

Natalie, as was her way, didn't answer immediately. It wasn't a question to be answered lightly, apparently.

"Yes," she decided.

"Good," he murmured, giving her lips another light kiss. "Good. I want you to be happy when you're with me. I don't want to make you sad or upset. I promise."

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