Apollo kicked the fancy smancy stuff off the bed and curled up into Sam’s tummy. It was squishy and nice. He loved Sam. He, his personality and his body.
Samaeal focused on the pressure of where Apollo was lying. Right now he wanted nothing more than to coddle Apollo and shield him from the world outside. He held the other guy closer.
Apollo rested his chin on Sam’s side, where his arm met his chest. “Mm. I love you.”
"I love you too, Apollo." Samaeal said, ruffling his hair. He let out another sigh…
Apollo let Sam ruffle his hair and raised his nose a little. He wanted to be treated like a king, since he certainly felt like one with the floofy, red robe.
He chuckled at Apollo. Shaking his head to get rid of all the excess water from the shower.
"Enjoying yourself?" He asked Apollo.
Apollo huffed at him. “Yes. I want more attention.”
Samaeal wrapped himself around Apollo again. Murmuring in his ear.
"You're a good man, Apollo."
He looked him dead in the grey eyes, fervently.
Apollo nibbled cutely on Sam’s nose. “Mhm! I know~… What else? What else am I?”
"You're kind. And sexy. And wonderful." Samaeal said, tilting his head. "And you're all mine!"
Apollo giggled and threw his head back. “I am yours. And you’re mine…”
Samaeal kissed the top of Apollo's nose, holding his chin in place with his thumb and index finger.
"That's right." He said.
Apollo wiggled and set his head back down. He wrinkled his nose grumpily. “It is right.”
Samaeal stroked Apollo's white hair, floofing it a little. He chuckled, still caressing it, then sighed…
Apollo booped his nose off of Sam’s. “What are you sighing about?”
"Just wondering how the Hell we got here, you know." Samaeal muttered into a kiss.
Apollo giggled. “Don’t wonder. We’re here for a reason.”
"Of course we are." Sam said, wpulling Apollo in tighter. "I'm just, oh… Nevermind…"
Apollo looked at Sam challengingly. “What? Just what?”
"I'm just wondering if it's… Well… Possible to fall in love this quickly…" He stammered, almost losing his composure again.
Apollo looked somewhat worried. “What are you saying?”
Samaeal saw the look on Apollo's face.
"I may be delusional, but I think I'm passionately in love with you…" He explained, fervently.
Apollo nodded, the look disappearing. “Good. Cuz that’s what I expect.”
"Likewise."
A simple affirmation. He nuzzled Apollo's cheek, kissing his nose.
Apollo huffed and shook him off. He was a king. He deserved more than nose kisses.
(Apollo is a precious gem.)
Samaeal looked down at Apollo, chuckling at his look of entitlement.
"You are hilarious… And adorable!" He said, mischievous smile popping back up.
(I’m loving Sam too.)
Apollo huffed importantly at him. “I want more than just nose kisses. Serenade me! Love me,” He breathed in a dreamy voice.
"Yes, darling." Samaeal assemted, kissing him hard on the lips. "Of course…"
Apollo kissed him back with passion, wiggling closer. He wanted to be hugged and called important. He loved it when Sam had done that.
"Darling. If there's anything you need, tell me." Samaeal muttered into another kiss.
