Oh god. Were they going to be compatible now? Sam was half-expected all of this to fall apart in some total chemistry mismatch, but that sound Oliver made, his willingness to be moved. Oh dear god. Oh no. "Not yet," Sam told him, and reached for Oliver's hand - holding it up above their heads. He could wait for a minute, Sam wasn't done with kissing, with pressing his bare chest against Oliver's, with those sounds.