[Nathaniel grins to himself, smug that he's still got it. He's not going to last long, though. Zevran very nearly did him in with words alone, earlier. He begins to thrust harder, hand sliding around Anders' flushed, weeping cock at last and stroking sweetly, tenderly.]
May I come inside you? [he mumbles between kisses along Anders' ear. If Anders waits too long to answer, he might not get a say.]
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May I come inside you? [he mumbles between kisses along Anders' ear. If Anders waits too long to answer, he might not get a say.]