He kisses back hard, getting more frantic as Nate keeps bloody teasing him. Pressing, playing, toying, but never going in, and the noises from Anders are definitely on the whimpering side of things by the time Nate's speaking again.
"Nate," he pleads, but he's doing what he's asked, clenching down while his hands tug on the archer's hips. "Fuck me, please. I love you, I want you."
The muscles are relaxing now despite how he's fighting to hold himself tight. Instead, his grip tightens on Nate's hips, fingers digging in as he clings and studies his lover's eyes as he can find out what the idea is from them.
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Date: 2016-11-12 09:10 pm (UTC)From:"Nate," he pleads, but he's doing what he's asked, clenching down while his hands tug on the archer's hips. "Fuck me, please. I love you, I want you."
The muscles are relaxing now despite how he's fighting to hold himself tight. Instead, his grip tightens on Nate's hips, fingers digging in as he clings and studies his lover's eyes as he can find out what the idea is from them.