His mouth drops open as Nate takes him in hand, matching the rhythm set deep inside, and now Anders can't keep his eyes open. It's altogether too much. There's going to be a mark on his throat, and he'll have such a delicious ache internally, but that has nothing on how his heart feels.

His rocking between cock and fist starts to falter, pace slipping as he reaches the edge, and then Anders is stiffening against Nate, panting and coming with a heavy moan. His hold tightens on Nate through it, even as he finishes releasing.

"You've... You can come inside me. When you're there. I like it." Last time Nate asked. This time Anders won't make him, especially as he doesn't want the man to pause or stop no matter how sensitive his body is at this moment.