Nathaniel presses in, capturing Anders' mouth with his, cupping his jaw with his hands. He needed this--needs this. Sheer relief has barely set in; he must seal the deal before the desperate anger takes him over and revenge drives him to distraction. But most importantly, he absolutely, desperately needs to be inside Anders immediately.

Between that thought and the next, he has pressed Anders to the bed roughly, and as far as he can tell, their mouths have not yet parted.