[Nathaniel kisses voraciously, tongue gliding along the roof of Anders' mouth as his fingers scoop up salve. The warm touch on his cock has him hardening quickly, but it's even quicker when he coaxes Anders' fingers apart and slicks them with salve. Then he smears what's left against Anders' entrance, prodding inside a bit roughly in his haste and desperation. Then he is pushing inside him, feeling the heat as every inch is buried. This isn't tender lovemaking. This is needy fucking.
His arms bracket Anders' shoulders, holding him as close as he can be as he begins to thrust brutally, just careful enough not to actually hurt him.]
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His arms bracket Anders' shoulders, holding him as close as he can be as he begins to thrust brutally, just careful enough not to actually hurt him.]