OOM: The transition begins.

[isaysimplewords]

The Door opens into Cal's living room, which features a brown leather sectional couch. The color base of the room is fairly neutral, with a few colors overlaid that emphasize the framed pictures on the wall without going overboard. In short, it looks exactly like it was decorated by someone with good taste and a substantial budget who knows Cal

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[necessary_child]

"Nice place," Sam says, glancing around himself curiously. He smiles at Cal, letting the boxes drop as he himself drops lightly onto the sofa. "See you in a minute."

[necessary_child]

"I'll struggle through," Sam agrees, ducking and laughing.

And then pouncing Cal to ruffle his hair in turn.

[isaysimplewords]

Cal laughs, slipping his arms around Sam's waist.

It's maybe not the most effective defensive maneuver in the world. He will probably also live, though.

[necessary_child]

It works pretty well, actually. Mostly because Sam stops ruffling Cal's hair in order to kiss him instead.

[isaysimplewords]

Which was totally Cal's plan all along. He is underhanded and devious.

Cal makes a contented sound as he kisses Sam back.

[necessary_child]

Of course.

This time, rather than sliding into his hair, Sam's hands stroke over Cal's torso instead, running slowly down his neck and over his chest.

[isaysimplewords]

Cal's own hands shift, coming to rest on Sam's hips.

[necessary_child]

Mmm. The sound Sam makes is almost a mirror of Cal's, and he kisses him slowly, savouringly.

[isaysimplewords]

It is, unsurprisingly, different kissing Sam here, in the quiet and privacy of his own home. It wasn't difficult to filter out Milliways before - he'd gotten so used to it, so quickly, that he'd forgotten to worry about being seen or interrupted; living in the place had an interesting effect on Cal's sense of privacy and propriety - but the difference is still striking. It's quiet and still, with Cal and Sam the only ones in the room, the only ones making any sound at all. And it all intensifies Cal's aware of Sam, of Sam's touch, which isn't something he would have thought possible.

[necessary_child]

Sam can feel the difference in Cal - the sensitivity, the heightened responses, the lack of tension under his hands. It draws a similar reaction from him, and makes his kiss fiercer, more heated. His hands ghost down Cal's sides to his hips, slipping under his shirt.

[isaysimplewords]

Cal shivers in response, his own kiss becoming more urgent as his hands tighten a little on Sam's hips.

[necessary_child]

That brings a quiet sound from the back of Sam's throat, his fingers curling around Cal's hips so that his palms are flat against the warm, soft skin of Cal's belly.

[isaysimplewords]

Cal sits up, leaning into Sam. Sam's touch on his bare skin is deliciously welcome, and Cal - Cal is thinking that this time, maybe stopping doesn't need to be a consideration.

[necessary_child]

Sam shifts against Cal as he moves, pressing against him and regaining his balance so that he's kneeling on the couch, straddling Cal's legs. His hands keep moving over Cal's skin, and magic slides open the bottom button over Cal's shirt to let him run his hands further up his stomach.

[isaysimplewords]

Cal runs his hands slowly down along Sam's thighs, then back up and around behind Sam as far as he can go without impeding Sam's movements.

It is not even occurring to him to complain about Sam's cheating with magic.

[necessary_child]

Sam makes another sound at the motion of Cal's hands, arching his back under his touch. His kiss intensifies, and a second button opens on Cal's shirt.

Then another.