Anders follows slowly, filling his eyes with the familiar, beloved sight of Nate's body before leaning in for a deep kiss. He's absolutely trusted here in this tent rather than feared and it makes him feel so very free. During the kiss he shifts, moving to straddle Nate's hips and grind down slowly.

Then he's sitting up and stretching out, making a deliberate show of shedding his robe and baring himself completely with a little smirk playing on his lips. He's ridiculously pretty, after all. He might as well show it off.

"Slick yourself for me, love? And guide your cock into position? I want to feel you pressing there before I clench and then take you in."