Nathaniel hums softly as he switches to the other nipple, fingers trailing down his sides, then catching his leggings and pulling them down. He doesn't touch his cock yet, instead caressing the length of his legs, over and over until the second nipple is sufficiently hard. Lips touch at his navel; he nuzzles, kisses, breathes over the skin of his belly, then draws back, lifting an ankle to his shoulder and kissing there and upward, the opposite of his attentions on his arms. The other leg receives the same treatment. At the end, both legs are over Nathaniel's shoulders, and he is poised with his lips at the base of Anders' elegant cock.

His attentions here must be careful, stoking and building desire without fulfilling. There are kisses with barely a flash of tongue as he works his way to the tip, then back down.