The praise sweeps over him, heating his blood all the more. He starts to push himself with the bobbing, straining to take Nate as far down his throat as possible each time, letting the moment linger where he can't breathe and can only swallow around the thickness. Anders loves this. He loves bringing pleasure to Nate, the act, the implied risk where there truly is none; he could do this until his throat was burning. The gentle touch of Nate's hands in his hair only serve to heighten how much he enjoys this - this man loves him absolutely.
The next time he takes Nate's cock in he hums until it's physically impossible, and his hand slips down to gently cup his balls and play with them. Nate is everything and everywhere, legs on either side, voice encouraging him, taste and scent surrounding him, and filling Anders' mouth and throat. Kirkwall melts away entirely, for here is a place of peace and calm.
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Date: 2017-04-15 03:02 am (UTC)From:The next time he takes Nate's cock in he hums until it's physically impossible, and his hand slips down to gently cup his balls and play with them. Nate is everything and everywhere, legs on either side, voice encouraging him, taste and scent surrounding him, and filling Anders' mouth and throat. Kirkwall melts away entirely, for here is a place of peace and calm.