He starts to lose himself in this, the sound of Nate's gasp filling his ears as he's surrounded by the taste and feel and scent of his beloved. Nate once told him no one liked the taste of cock, but Nate's wrong. Anders loves it because it's Nate.

He bobs his head up and down, taking more of Nate in each time until has Nate's cock all the way in. Anders swallows around him, then, knowing how it feels, staying down as long as he can before he needs more air.

Teasingly his fingers go a little further back, brushing the taint and teasing the ring of muscles back there before returning to where they'd started, palming and stroking. Nate is fantastic when he's in charge, when he's sure of himself and showering affection on Anders, but this surrender is as beautiful as that, especially with the work it's taking Nate. Anders' heart is as full as his mouth and throat and he sucks hard on his back up this time.