His initial chuckle turns into a happy sigh. He'd not expected Nate to have a romantic side, back in the day. Imagined, definitely. Oh, the things he'd imagined... but Nate had seemed too stiff for this.

Anders urges them over, to their sides, so that he has the freedom to start exploring Nate in return.

"You fill my heart," he whispers before nudging Nate's chin up with a finger so he can kiss Nate on the lips lightly. There's a small push of his hips into Nate's touch; small because he doesn't want Nate slipping out. "I want you to fill all of my days, and my nights. I'm yours until my dying breath."

His hand moves to glide down Nate's back, tracing the man's spine with light nails. "And you are mine."