Nathaniel lifts his arms to allow the shift to be lifted over his head. When it has been cast aside, he returns his hands to the fastenings of Anders' robe and undoes the last few. The robe drifts open, revealing a proud and elegant cock. Nathaniel kisses just above its base.

"How I love you, my love," he whispers against golden skin, before bracing one hand on Anders' ass while the other takes his cock in hand and guides it into his mouth. He sucks the tip gently, wetly, before sinking forward to take the rest inside.