Nathaniel pulls him in for some intense making out. It's good, it's intimate, and he can taste what Anders claims to enjoy.
"Hm," he mutters thoughtfully, considering his point as he licks his lips. "Counter-argument." He rolls on top of Anders and kisses him deeply again. When he comes up for breath, he gingerly tucks himself back into his pants.
"I guess I never thought of it as a matter of...taste." He smirks a little and brushes Anders' hair back with his fingers. "I like how it feels to be connected to you. That you are at my mercy because your entire world turns based on what I do to you." Fingers caress the length of that beautiful golden throat, their path chased with kisses.
"You taste of electricity. You taste of ecstasy. So you might say I love the taste of you. But what I really love," a hand begins to drag Anders' tunic upward, "is to hold you completely in thrall. Not to forcefully own you, but to place pressure on just the right point that you lose all fight, and surrender."
He gently pinches a nipple and rolls it between his fingers.
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"Hm," he mutters thoughtfully, considering his point as he licks his lips. "Counter-argument." He rolls on top of Anders and kisses him deeply again. When he comes up for breath, he gingerly tucks himself back into his pants.
"I guess I never thought of it as a matter of...taste." He smirks a little and brushes Anders' hair back with his fingers. "I like how it feels to be connected to you. That you are at my mercy because your entire world turns based on what I do to you." Fingers caress the length of that beautiful golden throat, their path chased with kisses.
"You taste of electricity. You taste of ecstasy. So you might say I love the taste of you. But what I really love," a hand begins to drag Anders' tunic upward, "is to hold you completely in thrall. Not to forcefully own you, but to place pressure on just the right point that you lose all fight, and surrender."
He gently pinches a nipple and rolls it between his fingers.