Nathaniel's eyes slide shut as silken heat closes over the head of him. He watches through hooded eyes as Anders begins to coax him back to hardness with hands and mouth. Fingers comb through golden hair, but less gently than usual, as if appraising something he intends to buy. That is part of this play, after all. Anders likes the lack of responsibility that comes with it, as Nathaniel likes the impression that he is more dangerous than he is.

With some time, Anders teases him back to hardness, and Nathaniel's hips begin to move of their own accord. Once he is fully erect, he touches Anders' chin to bring him away from his cock to look in his eyes.

"I want you," he says, voice rasping, "on your knees, with your face down and your ass in the air."