[He groans, eyes closing as he gets his heels up, onto the bed, so he can ride Nate's finger in return. The growl from Nate says more than words can, that he's with Anders in this moment, and Anders is glad of it.]

Maker. Just... Nnng.

[Nate knows exactly what does it for Anders, how to work his body. Anders can surrender and trust and it's rewarded every time.]

I've wanted you so... so much. Thought about it, touched myself missing you, but my hands have nothing on yours.