On a cloak laid out for him as kisses are trailed down his throat by this glorious man who has feelings for him. No, this is a dream, and he's not complaining. His fingers thread through Nate's hair as he sighs, feeling dangerously close to happy.
"This isn't making your case for you. The not-a-dream one. The opposite, really." He tilts his head to manage to kiss the side of Nate's without getting in the way of the delicious lips on his throat, because just about the last thing he wants to do is disturb that. It feels so good, so attentive and caring. It's better than his dreams, even.
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On a cloak laid out for him as kisses are trailed down his throat by this glorious man who has feelings for him. No, this is a dream, and he's not complaining. His fingers thread through Nate's hair as he sighs, feeling dangerously close to happy.
"This isn't making your case for you. The not-a-dream one. The opposite, really." He tilts his head to manage to kiss the side of Nate's without getting in the way of the delicious lips on his throat, because just about the last thing he wants to do is disturb that. It feels so good, so attentive and caring. It's better than his dreams, even.