#smihm

          they didn’t sign up for this

            “I-Am.” They scoff, “What do ya WANT?” Shoving their hands into their jacket pocket, they lean back on one leg. 

‘wait.. is it too late for me to ask you on a date or are we w—ay passed that point now. like i feel like we should have formally said something but never did, you know?’

     guy couldn’t help but let out a chuckle as sam rambled slightly. their relationship was anything but formal , but he did appreciate the other for trying. as sam finished up his talking , guy reached over and put an arm around him. 

     ❛     some could say that grand theft chickeraffe counts as a date , so i would bargain that we are well past the point of formalities.     ❜

webby: i’m not allowed to have that

send ‘mistletoe’ to catch yourself a guy     /     accepting.

★ 💥 ❛     @smihm​     said :  he's already standing on a stool, it doesn't help as he's still much shorter than him but it's better than nothing.

     the chuckle that rumbled out of guy was deep and hearty , sprouting from his belly and making its way up his chest and out his mouth. he kept his emotions so guarded most of the time , his thoughts and feelings wrapped so deeply inside himself because if not they would shatter. but sam was different.

     there was a life and energy around sam that resonated with a part of his heart that he had long thought had hardened over. it was a seed of hope that the little man had planted within him and every day with sam it kept on growing and growing. it was reaching a point where he felt like his love would just start pouring over from his mouth like flowers over blossoming in the spring. 

     if his heart was a barren soil then sam somehow managed to turn it into a garden.

     watching the other stand on a stool , clearly prepared for the mistletoe treat and yet still unable to reach all the way , just furthered his affection for the other. 

     ❛     oh come on now , where’s the fun if i don’t make you really work for it ?     ❜

     of course he was only joking. seeing sam , adorable and eager and prepared , was almost too much to resist. 

     ❛     let me help you with that.     ❜

     he walked over and lifted sam up by his legs , turning his arm into a comfortable seat for him. as one arm held on the other went to gently rub at his friend’s face , knuckles softly caressing the curve of his cheek and memorizing the way it melted into his jaw. 

     ❛     you know , i don’t think i tell you how beautiful you are nearly enough.     ❜

     he started with sam’s neck , muzzle nuzzling the soft fur there before placing a kiss right at the dip of his shoulder. he traced his mouth from there to the collar bone and took a moment to appreciate the other’s lithe form. slender and sturdy and bright. 

     he kissed up the underside of his neck , over his throat and then once he reached sam’s chin he began to kiss the corners of his mouth slowly. one arm was still holding him tight by the legs and lifting him up but the other was going on a circular journey from the small of sam’s back to his spin and shoulder blades and then back around. 

     ❛     how you got me under your little finger so fast is a yipping mystery.     ❜

     his mouth pressed lightly against the other’s , lips closed for a moment before gently parting and urging sam’s to do the same. he moved against sam slowly , making sure that his mouth was paying the proper homage to every atom of sam’s and when he did part it was only by a centimeter for a quick draw of breath before he started back up again. he ended it with a nip , pulling sam’s bottom lip with his teeth before relenting and letting go with a whine. 

you don’t mean that ��