He watches Nate's face hungrily as his partner gets in position, clenching tight so that he can take Nate easily in a few moments here.

"You're so gorgeous, love. I've always seen it, but I'm the only lucky one who gets to see all of it." He trails ice-coated fingers from Nate's neck down to his chest. Anders' muscles relax and he sinks down, taking Nate in with a groan and hoping the contrast of cold from his fingers and warmth from inside is having its intended effect.