This is new. Sam doesn't often and they're not in a scene and all kinds of lines and wires are getting crossed because it's orange. it's orange, it's orange behind the green and that'll never NOT set Delta on edge-

Hard to focus on that scrabbling fear with a hand and then mouth on his dick, hard to separate what's going on from the pretty well ground in habits and reflexes to those hands on him, that voice licked into his ears. The tone's off but the rumble's the same, more than enough for his hands to comb through Sam's hair, dragging it back from his face as his head falls back. God.

"The fucking mouth on you-" Voice and lips and all that heat- skipping boxers was a good idea. "Wanna ride you-"

But he'll take this.