[He makes a keening noise as Nate speeds up and finally starts touching him in earnest, nearly missing the question before he hears it and nods, frantically.]
Yes. Nate, yes, yes.
[It's so much more work to clean up and he doesn't care at all because he doesn't want this to stop, not until he feels Nate find release in him. In the man Nate knows through and through and yet still wants this with. He's far too good for Anders but even that thought can't slow the pounding of his heart or erase the careful strokes along his length.]
I want to come with you.
[Coordination is hard. He doesn't care. He's close, Nate's close...]
A little harder, stroke a little harder, please, Nate. I'm almost...
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Yes. Nate, yes, yes.
[It's so much more work to clean up and he doesn't care at all because he doesn't want this to stop, not until he feels Nate find release in him. In the man Nate knows through and through and yet still wants this with. He's far too good for Anders but even that thought can't slow the pounding of his heart or erase the careful strokes along his length.]
I want to come with you.
[Coordination is hard. He doesn't care. He's close, Nate's close...]
A little harder, stroke a little harder, please, Nate. I'm almost...