[ It's been too long. In hindsight, it hasn't actually been that long, not when you consider everything, but - Sam got used to Shiro always being in his mind, to being able to track their connection down and kiss Shiro whenever the hell he wanted. They've never been separated this long, not since Shiro first came to the Nest.
He doesn't know what it must have been like for Shiro back on the planet - and yet he does, because as soon as their minds twine around each other again, he can pick it up. He can feel the relief that Shiro feels at having someone else there, someone else real and alive and whole. And he can feel Shiro struggle against the hold, can feel why - and he wants it, too, wants to pull Shiro into his arms and let Shiro hold him tight in return, until they can't tell where one of them ends and the other begins, and yet -
And yet he wants this more. Wants to feel Shiro's desperation, the way he kisses back - wants to overwhelm Shiro to the point that he's not thinking about anything else than being back here, with him.
Let me - let me sweetheart, I got you. There's no words there, just a feeling, and Sam crosses Shiro's wrists together so he can hold them against the wall with one hand as he kisses him, letting his other hand push up Shiro's shirt and rest on his stomach.
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He doesn't know what it must have been like for Shiro back on the planet - and yet he does, because as soon as their minds twine around each other again, he can pick it up. He can feel the relief that Shiro feels at having someone else there, someone else real and alive and whole. And he can feel Shiro struggle against the hold, can feel why - and he wants it, too, wants to pull Shiro into his arms and let Shiro hold him tight in return, until they can't tell where one of them ends and the other begins, and yet -
And yet he wants this more. Wants to feel Shiro's desperation, the way he kisses back - wants to overwhelm Shiro to the point that he's not thinking about anything else than being back here, with him.
Let me - let me sweetheart, I got you. There's no words there, just a feeling, and Sam crosses Shiro's wrists together so he can hold them against the wall with one hand as he kisses him, letting his other hand push up Shiro's shirt and rest on his stomach.
I got you. ]