[ Sam can't help but chuckle at that explanation. ]
Ah ah~. Good girls and boys always want a bad girl or boy to show them the ropes, haven't you heard that?
[ Sam's eyes shine a bit mischievously at his own words, offering a gentle shrug. ]
If he really turns out to only be interested in that, though, his loss, my gain, I guess—
[ don't mind him he's going to kiss Forte full on the mouth now because— Sam's not going to deny it—it's enjoyable. He might as well while he can, he somehow doubts a guy tells you he doesn't want you getting married to someone like that just for it to be a show. ]
[He sighs into the kiss, shifting nearer. Maybe it's hormones. Gods know it's been a while and the heat of another body so near is a bit like a moth to a flame. Especially when Sam is the flame. He's more than a little attractive and isn't exactly coy at playing sultry.
Or maybe it's the cupcakes.
In the end, he doesn't really care because he assumes it's a mix of both. With his mouth pushing on his own, it's a pleasant distraction from his intrusive thoughts regarding that third party earlier, anyway.
Besides, that invasive curiosity just makes him want to know how he tastes a little.]
Shall I show you the ropes, then...?
[He presses a little harder, drawing on his lips, coaxing them open, challenging him to meet him in turn.]
Oh, please do. [ his voice is lilt with a husky amusement, he's absolutely intrigued. Sam, at least, doesn't mind if it's all or not even a little bit cupcake related. Forte's one of his types and he does love a strong personality. Besides, if it helps distract Forte from having to think any harder about what he just said now, that's fine. This is all in good fun, there's no expectation except for a good time. He definitely likes him, and it's nice to be around someone his age where he can just... act his own age (an amazing concept really.)
A grin shapes his mouth against the other's, letting Forte get his mouth to part, and Sam actively invites him in, one last hummed whisper escaping him before his tongue runs playfully over Forte's bottom lip before biting down playfully. ]
I do love a man that makes me weak enough in the knees that I'm happy to break family image for~.
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Re: FORTE.
Ah ah~. Good girls and boys always want a bad girl or boy to show them the ropes, haven't you heard that?
[ Sam's eyes shine a bit mischievously at his own words, offering a gentle shrug. ]
If he really turns out to only be interested in that, though, his loss, my gain, I guess—
[ don't mind him he's going to kiss Forte full on the mouth now because— Sam's not going to deny it—it's enjoyable. He might as well while he can, he somehow doubts a guy tells you he doesn't want you getting married to someone like that just for it to be a show. ]
Re: FORTE.
Or maybe it's the cupcakes.
In the end, he doesn't really care because he assumes it's a mix of both. With his mouth pushing on his own, it's a pleasant distraction from his intrusive thoughts regarding that third party earlier, anyway.
Besides, that invasive curiosity just makes him want to know how he tastes a little.]
Shall I show you the ropes, then...?
[He presses a little harder, drawing on his lips, coaxing them open, challenging him to meet him in turn.]
Re: FORTE.
A grin shapes his mouth against the other's, letting Forte get his mouth to part, and Sam actively invites him in, one last hummed whisper escaping him before his tongue runs playfully over Forte's bottom lip before biting down playfully. ]
I do love a man that makes me weak enough in the knees that I'm happy to break family image for~.