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I will have to spend hours confessing to make up for it, [Nathaniel grumbles faintly, tucking Anders tightly against him.] I live and how do I repay the Maker? Blasphemy. Magnificent, sexy blasphemy. Your tongue is wicked, my love.

[justice_is_blond]

[He strongly doubts the Maker had anything to do with anything, but he doesn't begrudge Nate his faith. It hurts no one and helps Nathaniel; how could he object to that?]

My tongue has a great deal of training in being wicked, as your cock and mouth can attest.

[Nate's collarbone gets gentle kisses as Anders burrows in close.]

If I say I'll always hear your confession does that make it worse or better?

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[Nathaniel smiles.]

My confessions are a little heavy for having fun in bed.

[justice_is_blond]

You know I'm always here for you.

[Nate's squeezed, a little sleepily.]

I love you.