chapter 7 con't - rated nc-17

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chapter 8 (the Talk)

Sam slept through his alarm clock the next morning but still managed not to oversleep that much. He was momentarily confused as to why there was someone practically lying on top of him in his bed, and why was he naked, why were both of them naked, and Oh, right, and then Oh, shit.

He remembered the lube. He remembered the fingers. He didn't think he'd ever forget the prick.

He didn't remember the condom.

( cut for assorted panic and babble, and the truth about aurelian )