Hot, wet kisses, stolen as Nathaniel bucks into him, in that heady feeling that they must be completely one now between the kisses and the rutting. Hot and hard and slick and perfect.
His hands glide over smooth thighs before he presses closer, bending knees toward Anders' body as his own slides as deep as possible.
"You are what I want," he groans. "You are all that I want. Every--" a whine "--every last freckle. My dearest darling."
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Date: 2016-12-10 01:30 am (UTC)From:His hands glide over smooth thighs before he presses closer, bending knees toward Anders' body as his own slides as deep as possible.
"You are what I want," he groans. "You are all that I want. Every--" a whine "--every last freckle. My dearest darling."