[ Sam would be glad to know at least someone knows what happened because he still doesn't even after trying to discuss it with the person several times whew.

He goes to sip his water, moving his arm out of the way to let Friday come into his lap, though, enjoying the longer kiss while also appreciating the forwardness and willingness of the other.

Shifting his weight, he'll lean forward to press up against Friday under the guise of reaching to set the glass back on the coffee table behind him and coax the other to straddle his lap as he leans back, hands resting at his hips. His smile is intrigued as he looks up at the other. ]

Oh, but such a beauty that could give me much of my confidence back with just a few words really deserves so much more.