"So are you," Nathaniel murmurs huskily against those lips. "There will have to be much more of this."
One more kiss before the shifting of their oversensitive bodies grows too much to bear. With a hitched gasp, he tries to lift Anders enough that he can pull out of him, slapping wetly against his thigh as he does.
"The camp will get sick of this," he chuckles breathlessly.
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One more kiss before the shifting of their oversensitive bodies grows too much to bear. With a hitched gasp, he tries to lift Anders enough that he can pull out of him, slapping wetly against his thigh as he does.
"The camp will get sick of this," he chuckles breathlessly.