And there are noises aplenty as he sucks; Anders is noisy when he's not holding back and he has every reason to not hold back tonight. By the time Nate's hand is moving under his robes, Anders is panting. That makes the catch of his breath at fingers between his cheeks all the more audible.

Before he can beg, the finger is going in. The plea on his lips changes to a moan as Nate enters him. Anders groans a profanity as his fingers tighten in Nate's hair.

"I'm going to, to need the bed soon, love. You're making my knees weak. And then I can spread for you, open up for you."