Nathaniel loves the feeling of Creation magic. It causes pinpricks without being either hot or cold, the warmth existing only in himself and Anders' fingers. Blood runs faster, everything feels more sensitive. And Creation is what Anders does best. So Nathaniel tries (clumsily, he feels) to repay in something he has skill in, though it is no magic. But those words Anders speaks to him are as nurturing and gratifying to him as touch. Anders has never taken from him without giving just as much back to him. Nathaniel has never felt unloved or unwanted, not for a moment since they began their relationship. He needs those words, as well, not simply gestures to be interpreted. He needs Anders to put nails in his imagination, the lingering voice of his mother and the inaction of his father. He needs Anders to be explicit, and Anders is. Even when he isn't asked.
He moans softly with just the head of Anders in his mouth, then sinks down to take him all the way in. He counters the sensation with a hard suck as he comes back up.
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Date: 2017-03-20 02:53 am (UTC)From:He moans softly with just the head of Anders in his mouth, then sinks down to take him all the way in. He counters the sensation with a hard suck as he comes back up.