I'm seriously doing this...

"Well ok, so let's get some rest yeah?"  Samuel crawls onto the bed and scooches by the wall. Tan is still standing by the door, assessing his choices.  Well, he knew this time around, there was only the obvious choice...to get in. "Come on!" Samuel prompts. "And don't forget the light switch." 

Tan slowly gets into the bed, feeling surprisingly ok with what was in store. Just a few gentle touches. Nothing major.

He once again stumbles forward, stretching out a hand to steady himself. It falls right on the oiled chest, but right now, they are as oiled up as eachother and of course Tan completely collapses on top of Samuel ...again.

They are again chest to chest, nose to nose.  Tan lets himself gaze into those eyes, letting himself fall deeper and deeper...

"Are you ok?" 

Tan hurriedly sits up, but just a fraction.  "Yes." He replies, flashing a smile.

Samuel edged back on the pillow, to make room for Tan, who lowers his head to rest next to the handsome man.

Ok, I still don't know this guy,  but this time, I am lying next to him with little between us, and it somehow feels nice. 

He allows himself to look into Samuel's eyes and Samuel into his and it feels comforting. He didn't see it before, because he was faking sleep, but this time he sees Samuel raise a hand to touch his cheek. He still hitches a breath as he feels the fingertips brush against his skin. He knew what was happening as the fingertips tickled...  "You look cute this close."

Tan finds himself smiling as he raises his own hand to do the same to Samuel. His thumb now brushes over his lips.

"I want to kiss those lips..." 
"I want to kiss those lips.."

They both speak at the same time. How easy Tan had fallen. It felt strange how this suddenly felt so normal to him, so natural and not strange at all. Like everything was building up to this moment, like a wave about to crash into foam.

Both their faces get real close on the solitary pillow. Nose to nose, eyes locked. Tan can feel the heated breath from Samuel, tantalising his lips. It made his own lips tingle as if they were charged with electricity or magic dust. They were drawn to Samuel like a magnet as the newly acquainted roommate closes the gap even more, just an inch, maybe not even that, perhaps a centimetre as he tilts his head and gently presses his lips against Tan's. 

The fireworks in Tan's chest ignite, an explosion of colours fill his heart as he feels  Samuel's lips on his, wet and warm, gentle and soft. A kiss so tender, it would melt a heart of stone. 

Samuel pulls away, leaving Tan stuck in the moment, as he slowly opens his eyes. There Samuel was, smiling at him. "Now let's sleep." He says with a playful giggle, as he manoeuvres in the bed, now facing the wall. 

Tan is left looking at the back of his head, wondering if that was it. He then gets distracted again by the wriggle Samuel was displaying, nestling further and further back into Tan's body. 

"Spoon me." Samuel requests, once again wriggling his body against Tan's. With Tan not even having the time to register what is being said to him when Samuel seems to get impatient. He pulls Tan's arm under his and holds it to his chest. 

I seem to have no control over my limbs.

Tan finds his legs leaving the blanket and lay to rest over the top, on top of Samuel's legs. He feels his eyes getting heavy as the lure of sleep beckons. This new feeling of completeness was unsuspected.

"Mmmm." Samuel hums at being shrouded by his new roommate. "This is nice. You have passed." 

"Mm? Passed?" Tan lifted his head off the pillow, looking once again at the back of Samuel's head...then suddenly he is gone. 

"Samuel?" Tan sits up, he is alone on the bed. Then he feels the falling sensation hit him, with the room around him disappearing and being replaced by nothingness.

"Well done." The voice of Mr Bell now echoes around him. 

"What is happening now?" Tan asks as he sees shapes create around him, forming into a new environment. 

"Now?" The voice repeats. "Now it's round 2." 

Tan finds his body suddenly falling onto an easy chair, a book falling on his lap. Then it dawns on him. He is in the Library...