Sam had missed Peter like crazy this summer, but everything that had happened last week had made the distance between Fandom and New York seem even greater. (Especially since, technically speaking, he was a lot farther away than usual.) Finally, Sam had broken down and asked Peter if he could spare some time for a visit, fully intending to fill him in on the whole sickness and monsters bit, if only to be able to vent about it now that it was over, and Peter couldn't get hurt trying to help.
But then Peter had arrived, and it had been so long since Sam had actually laid eyes on him and not just talked to him, and Zoe was out with Grace, and Peter had looked so good, and one thing had led to another and talking had been set to the side for the sake of tearing each others' clothes off.
Sam probably would have felt more guilty if Peter hadn't enjoyed it as much as he had.
With their more pressing needs taken care of, Sam and Peter were resting in Sam's bed, relaxing all curled up together. "Okay, maybe I miss you a little less right now," he said with a grin.
[For the boyfriend, who was modded with permission!]
- 16 Unicorn Street, Thursday Evening