A small laugh escaped Thomas as he watched Samuel walk towards him. "And...?" he asked, taking the boy's hand in his and pulling him forward, his grip on him sift at first, then tight to ensure the he wouldn't run away. His voice, however, was soft, soothing. "You've already wasted minutes smoking lout in the grounds..." He placed one hand on the other's waist before he slowly walked forward, pushing Sam back until the other was pressed back against the wall. "I think you can spare me just a few more seconds..." His other hand braced their link hands up, against the cold wood behind him before Thomas smiled deviously at Sam and made to lean slowly forward, bringing his lips closer and closer to the other's...
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