Unaware, Nathaniel keeps taking him in, keeps working his tongue. He has to remember not to follow it through to the finish, but it's so enjoyable to work Anders with his mouth, to have him inside where he can taste him. But when he is hard and weeping, he pulls back, giving one last squeeze of his tongue at the tip before pulling off wetly.

With no other way, he spits as discreetly as possible into his hand, covering Anders with his own body as he slicks himself. It is still chill out, and he uses his free hand to pull Anders' cloak over them both, taking the moment to kiss him hard.