"Mmmhmm." Conversation, little as it was, didn't even seem like a priority for him anymore. Sam really didn't think that it would be so easy for him to get hyped up like this, but here he was. Pushing Heather back against the wall in a demanding sort of way, begging for the attention that they both had been neglecting in for so long.
Kissing her, almost roughly, Sam adjusted his arms around her, ignoring the sharp twinge from his hand as he hoisted her up more securely. The last thing that they needed was for him to loose grip of her while they were in the shower. He'd fall, she'd fall, it'd be a mess.