big fan of the idea of samisa convincing each other that it would just be easier if they started having sex. like, no more having to go out and find girls, or desperately trying to get back to the hotel before curfew, or wasting time on raya. they’re the perfect amount of stupid for it to work, it’s convenient, not gay!
handjobs are great, rubbing off each other is awesome, everything else seems to be a little complicated at first. neither of them are very keen about getting on their knees, it’s harder to ignore the fact what they’re doing could be seen as gay when you have a dick in your mouth. but well, they aren’t gay and no one else is here to tell them otherwise, and blowjobs are sick. but misa puts a hard stop to anything penetrative, he can let sam slide between his thighs but inside? nope!
he holds awkwardly, but firm, on this until sam gets injured and misa thinks that this might make him feel better, which objectively is in insane reason to say yes to anal sex, and sam tells him as much. nonetheless, there he is and misa can’t lie about how sam’s gentle but rough hands feel like on his skin, and then inside him. sam is so terribly smug about this that misa does try, doesn’t feel that gr— ah! he is not believable at all.
at breakfast the next day, ekky asks misa if he got any sleep because he swore the room next to theirs was fucking crazy all night, so loud, man. sam has to physically remove misa from the table for fear that his wide open honest face will give it away, or that ekky will remember that they were actually the ones sharing a wall.
