Aaaaaooooooo!

[hydeforareason]

The month went by just fine.  Sam didn't always stay at Gene's and when he did, they didn't always sleep in bed and even then, only a few times did any hands migrate to generally hidden areas or lips meet.  Sam preferred it that way, he decided, because it was casual.  They didn't need to speak about it either.  If it happened, they got their wanks and fell asleep and woke up in the morning to be coppers again.

And, surprisingly, Gene didn't kick anyone's faces in.  The afternoon of the full moon, while they were playing cards waiting for sunset, Sam couldn't help himself any more.

"Admit it.  You only wanted to tear off everyone's face because you wanted so desperately in my trousers."