Anders is rewarded with a sharp gasp as Nathaniel feels his mouth close around the tip, his tongue precise in its intimate knowledge of him. A hand warms his balls and Nathaniel makes himself watch. There is something spectacular about seeing himself disappearing slowly into Anders, the same visual confirmation which turned him off before now having the opposite effect. He wants to touch Anders, briefly feels useless that he cannot, but he reminds himself that is practically the entire point here. He will have his turn with Anders after this. Right now, he is to lie back, relax, and learn how to let Anders do the lavishing for once.