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]

Natalie made a very quiet sound at the lip nipping. Very quiet but still very much there.

She pulled back an inch or so just to breathe, just a few breaths before pressing her mouth to his again, almost demanding. Something. Anything.

[necroslacker]

Even if they had some issues with talking, they didn't seem to have any issues here and Sam guessed that was a good thing. When she breathed, he'd breathed too which meant he wasn't going to have to take a breathing break now.

That sound she'd made was encouraging and enticing and all kinds of things. Sam scratched his nails against her side, just seeing what that might do to her now.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie muffled another little sound against his lips and found herself twisting a little to try and get more of that feeling. It wasn't anything extravagant, but it was instinct.

And it was rare for her to act on that alone.

[necroslacker]

It didn't have to be anything extravagant for Sam to appreciate it. And since she seemed to have liked that, he did it again, dragging his nails along the skin near her hip.

He was still kissing her but he could feel his breath fast leaving him once again. He'd have to breathe soon, breathe and focus and wonder where they were going with this and how far things were going to end up escalating.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie probably wasn't helping with the air situation, either. Nor the focus, not with the way she was kissing him, intense, and moving a little bit against him.

She hadn't really gotten to wondering yet, either, though she'd get there. There were going to be some pretty good questions cropping up.

[necroslacker]

Sam had abandoned his focus a little while ago, honestly. He couldn't be asked to concentrate when she was all over him like she was. He was shifting the tiniest bit underneath her, unable to stop himself.

During one of their kisses, he actually licked her lower lip in an attempt to change things up slightly. It felt good to do and he wanted to feel good right now.

[whenshewasnice]

It was an admirable goal. One that Natalie could get behind, even if it was only because what felt good to him in this instance felt good to her as well. And when he shifted underneath her, she shifted against him because that felt good too.

Soon she'd have to breathe again, but not yet. With breathing would come clarity, however brief, and she wanted to stay completely fuzzy for a moment longer.

[necroslacker]

Sam could get with the staying fuzzy for a few seconds longer, oh yeah. She shifted, he stretched underneath her, straining to feel more of that and splayed his fingers out near her hip.

Breathing would definitely have to happen soon, he agreed with that, and he didn't know what would happen when they had to breathe but he knew his lips were probably going to look swollen and his hair was going to be a mess and he didn't care.

[whenshewasnice]

Insignificant things. Natalie was going to think he looked good, anyway. She usually did, even if she didn't tend to put too much thought into appreciating something like that. She was really appreciating his lips right now, though, and his hand, and the warmth of his body underneath hers.

She broke off from the kiss but stayed very close, resting her forehead against his, breathing.

[necroslacker]

Breathing. Breathing was an excellent thing to do right now. Sam followed suit, sucking in a breath and opening his eyes to see her from such a close range. He could see all the little imperfections (or, with her, perfections) in her skin and he shivered briefly.

[whenshewasnice]

Yeah, Natalie really wasn't in the business of imperfection, not with her physical features. Not with anything she couldn't control.

Her eyes had been closed but they flicked open now. She was still just breathing. What did you say at a moment like this?

[necroslacker]

Yeah, Sam had no idea what to say. There were probably words there somewhere but nothing was coming to him and he couldn't seem to get his mouth to work right.

He blinked slowly at her a few times and wet his lips with his tongue but otherwise stayed quiet.

[whenshewasnice]

Seconds ticked by.

Then Natalie volunteered quietly, "I like you." Which was not the most brilliant thing to say, but it was something, and it was true.

[necroslacker]

It didn't need to be brilliant for Sam to appreciate it. He smiled at the quietly said three words and reached up to brush her hair back behind her ears gently.

"I know," he returned softly. "I like you too."

And that was true too.

[whenshewasnice]

"Good." She had some more complicated thoughts too, honest. She was just... taking this moment to not be complicated or guarded. For once. It wouldn't last and he shouldn't expect it to. "You kiss well."

[necroslacker]

That drew a smile from Sam. It even lingered for a bit longer than usual. His own thoughts were a chaotic jumble but his feelings and affection for her were clear.

"Thanks," he replied, still half smiling. "You do too."

Hopefully his enjoyment of her skills had been evident there.

[whenshewasnice]

She'd maybe had the idea, yes. "Thank you." There was a flicker of a smile, a small upwards quirk of a corner of her mouth. "You... also smell nice."

Since they'd ended up on the topic of compliments.

[necroslacker]

"Thanks," he murmured, brushing his fingers down her cheek again. He sighed which she probably felt against her skin. "You feel nice."

He could do compliments too especially when he meant them.

[whenshewasnice]

"You're warm," she replied, quietly, turning her head just a bit, more towards his hand. "Warm and good."

You know, just in general.

[necroslacker]

This was the most she'd ever complimented him ever. It made him smile and shift underneath her. It was just nice to hear and it was nice to feel her too. Warm and good.

"Thanks," he murmured, tracing her lips with a single finger. "You're soft and nice."

Truth there too.

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm not soft," Natalie objected, even though her tone said otherwise. "Never heard that one before."

[necroslacker]

"I'm the one touching you so I can say you're soft," Sam said, smiling crookedly. "Don't argue."

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm thin," she replied, because she could. "I'm drawn pointy, not soft. And I'll argue if I want to."

[necroslacker]

"Fine, fine," Sam relented, not seeming too serious about it. "You can argue but that doesn't mean a damn thing in regards to you being soft. You are."

[whenshewasnice]

"Hurtful." It was not. "What if I prefer my sharp corners?""