All. That's what does it for him, bringing his heart and body in full harmony as he arcs back against the welcome press against Nate's body. Anders comes hard, coating both of their stomachs as he moans inarticulately. His hands clench in Nate's hair, body shuddering around and beneath him, eyes drinking in the beautiful sight of Nate above him.
Desperately Anders wishes he could return the sentiment, that Nathaniel is all that he wants. There's guilt to that thought. He wants to see the mages free for good, needs it, just as much as he wants and needs Nathaniel, and he wonders if he'll ever be able to give Nate all of his heart and self the way Nate's given him everything.
"Nate," he finally says, both broken and whole. "My love."
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Date: 2016-12-10 02:25 am (UTC)From:Desperately Anders wishes he could return the sentiment, that Nathaniel is all that he wants. There's guilt to that thought. He wants to see the mages free for good, needs it, just as much as he wants and needs Nathaniel, and he wonders if he'll ever be able to give Nate all of his heart and self the way Nate's given him everything.
"Nate," he finally says, both broken and whole. "My love."