There's a little relief mixed in with the joy as he folds happily into kissing back and holding back. The make-believe farmer had needed his lord's approval for his livelihood; Anders wants simply to know that he's making his love, his lover, happy.

"As are you," he whispers back between kisses. "Perfect." He knows he's broken, but sometimes he feels like he can be whole again. Nate takes him there.

"I love you." They're going to be a sticky mess and he couldn't care less.