room 216 ; saturday afternoon

[necroslacker]

A weekend spent in here and now was a good weekend as far as Sam was concerned. He hadn't even existed last weekend so, slow or not, this weekend was gonna be a good one. He'd spent the morning talking to people in Seattle and he'd even gotten a visit from Ashley. She'd been pretty scarce lately and when Sam had asked about it, she'd just given her head a shake and kept typing on her Blackberry.

Sam took that as meaning she'd just been busy and he needed to not worry. Or something. So, that's what he was doing right now. He was not worrying about anything. He'd gotten mail from his mom and Haley that morning (a care package containing cookies) and he was nibbling on those every so often while exchanging text messages with Ramon.

Poor Ramon was still adjusting to the whole were-bear thing and was bitching about Frank nearly peeing himself when he'd run into a transformed Ramon in the hall and hadn't expected it. Sam was just lucky that Brannoc and his family were around and were helping Ramon through since he wasn't really there right now.

Ramon forgave him and even started sending him stupid, joking text messages about them getting married and running away and living as husband and husband. It was just good to joke with his friend and, for a split second, the part of Sam that was constantly reminding him that he'd go evil one day disappeared.

It was just a second but still, it'd been nice.

[Door cracked, post open.]

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[whenshewasnice]

She tended to be utterly helpful like that, didn't she?

This time, she gave his hand a little tug. And, look, even some words! "Come here."

[necroslacker]

"Where am I coming?" Sam asked, letting himself slide backwards until he was flat on his back, next to her. Hopefully that was where he was supposed to be.

[whenshewasnice]

It was good enough. Sort of lazily – as much as anything she did could be called lazy – Natalie rolled onto her side which brought her pretty close to him.

That was kind of the point.

[necroslacker]

"Hello," Sam said once she'd settled closer to him. A smile flickered briefly on his face and he tucked one of his arms under his head. "Whatcha doing?"

[whenshewasnice]

"Nothing much." She brought her hand up to brush a few fingertips against his cheek. "Trying to act a little less like strangers in a dentist's waiting room."

[necroslacker]

"Mmm. Sorry," Sam apologized, eyes fluttering shut at the light touch. "Guess I'm not great at being a boyfriend. I haven't had much practice."

And she was...challenging to date. He liked the challenge but it was definitely a challenge.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie smiled. Sucked to be him to have closed his eyes, but he hadn't actually said that one word before and apparently hearing it made her smile.

"I'm not the greatest girlfriend," she admitted while still touching him. She was aware that she was not the easiest girl to date. After all, that was mostly her conscious doing. "Sorry."

Well, he'd said sorry first.

[necroslacker]

"No, you're an awful girlfriend," he said though it was clear from his tone he wasn't at all serious. "You should take some classes in that."

See, he wasn't serious at all.

"With time, I bet you'll be okay at the whole girlfriend thing."

[whenshewasnice]

"Maybe." Natalie wasn't entirely sure but she didn't tend to put too much effort into worrying over that. She ran a fingertip down his forehead and the bridge of his nose. "You will be, too."

[necroslacker]

"Mmm. I dunno about me," he murmured quietly, keeping his still. "I'm pretty sure I'm just hopelessly lame all around."

[whenshewasnice]

"No." She shook her head, as her fingertip passed over his lips – or was going to, anyway, before taking a detour to trace them. "No, I think you're boyfriend material."

Good, considering he was her boyfriend.

[necroslacker]

"Not a thing you hear said about necromancers very often," he said, just barely getting the words out since her fingers were close to his lips and he was staying still.

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm not saying it about necromancers," Natalie retorted. Her fingertip trailed over one corner of his mouth and down to his chin. "You're much more than just a necromancer, Sam."

[necroslacker]

"Mmm." Well, it was nice that someone believed that. He tended to think pessimistically about these things and was stubborn about believing bad things about his power.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie rolled her eyes at that 'mmm' because she knew it stood for scepticism.

And then she leaned in to softly kiss him, because she felt like it.

[necroslacker]

Of course it stood for skepticism. He couldn't help it and he would have argued with her if she'd done anything other than kiss him. He couldn't really argue with that.

All he could really do (and all he really wanted to do) was return that kiss softly.

[whenshewasnice]

At least he didn't argue with that. Natalie could find solace in that. Or something.

Whatever, she was kissing him and resting her hand against the side of his neck.

[necroslacker]

Sam was sometimes a moron but he wasn't completely stupid. He knew that getting kissed was a good thing and that he wasn't supposed to think otherwise.

And he didn't. He didn't think otherwise so he just leaned up and into her and continued not to argue.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie appreciated his wise decisions, she really did. She even showed that by turning a little, moving a bit more over him, all the while kissing him.

A little less softly, too.

[necroslacker]

Sam could do this. He could do this and not be skeptical about it. He brought his other hand from beneath his head since he thought he'd be using that at some point.

Right now, he was just matching her eagerness with some of his own and kind of liking this physical side that she didn't often show. It felt nice. Really nice.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie liked her restraint, what could she say? She'd commented on the distance between them earlier because she often liked to keep one herself. But not right now. Now it was quite the opposite, because bit by bit she was plastering herself against him.

Because it was really nice.

[necroslacker]

Sam knew she liked to keep her distance but when she decided she didn't want the distance anymore, she really made that choice loud and clear. Sam could feel her heat seeping into his own skin .

One of his arms eventually found its way around her waist, fingers bunching up in her shirt. He was letting her lead things because, well, she was doing a damn good job of it.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie had talent for leading things, she just didn't often let it show. But this seemed like a good time for that, so...

She stayed as she was for a while, just lingering in the kiss, but then she moved that last bit to just be all the way on top of him. Seemed like a thing to do.

[necroslacker]

And Sam was just happy to revel in the talent for leading things even if she didn't show off that talent often. She was showing it off now and he was the beneficiary.

Considering he'd started things out a few feet away from her and now she was on top of him and he was kissing her, he could tell she had a talent for a few things, oh yes.

[whenshewasnice]

Turning things around to her own benefit, for the most part. And in the spirit of leading things, she deepened the kiss. Nothing idle here. Not much of a distance, either.

A few strands of hair had come loose from her ponytail but that wasn't something she cared about right now.