He loves the sound of Nate sleeping beside him. For a couple of hours he indulges himself in that, the even breathing, the warmth against him, the fact that the love of his life is here with him. Carefully he brushes Nate's hair back, not wanting to disturb him too early but feeling like watching for a time.
When he eventually feels Nate's got enough sleep to be rested, Anders gets the oil as quietly as possible and scoots down a little, ever so slowly, so that he can slick a finger and take his time working it in. It takes far more care than Nate would have needed for him; he has things up there often enough that it likely wouldn't strike him as unusual, not when he's sleeping next to someone he trusts to protect him. He enjoys the work, though, the knowledge that he's starting to stir pleasure, possibly already starting to let it slip into Nate's dreams. Nate's warm and so tight around him and yet welcoming at the same time and Anders has to fight the urge to kiss the man hungrily and bring him to wakefulness.
After what feels like ages he as a second finger and works to slick Nate's passage, paying gentle attention to the sensitive gland and resisting the urge to play more directly with it. Nate is temptation itself, but it's delicious to do this and hope it's making Nate's sleep all the more pleasant.
By the time he's eased Nate open to the point he thinks he can slip inside, Anders is hard enough that he's starting to ache. With great care he repositions himself behind Nate and presses his cock to Nate's entrance. It's likely the greatest test of patience he's ever had, entering slowly and not kissing the back of Nate's gorgeous neck but he manages. Then it's all slow rocking of his hips and gentle stroking of Nate's cock, taking his time, building everything carefully and anticipating Nate waking up.
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Date: 2017-04-16 05:41 am (UTC)From:When he eventually feels Nate's got enough sleep to be rested, Anders gets the oil as quietly as possible and scoots down a little, ever so slowly, so that he can slick a finger and take his time working it in. It takes far more care than Nate would have needed for him; he has things up there often enough that it likely wouldn't strike him as unusual, not when he's sleeping next to someone he trusts to protect him. He enjoys the work, though, the knowledge that he's starting to stir pleasure, possibly already starting to let it slip into Nate's dreams. Nate's warm and so tight around him and yet welcoming at the same time and Anders has to fight the urge to kiss the man hungrily and bring him to wakefulness.
After what feels like ages he as a second finger and works to slick Nate's passage, paying gentle attention to the sensitive gland and resisting the urge to play more directly with it. Nate is temptation itself, but it's delicious to do this and hope it's making Nate's sleep all the more pleasant.
By the time he's eased Nate open to the point he thinks he can slip inside, Anders is hard enough that he's starting to ache. With great care he repositions himself behind Nate and presses his cock to Nate's entrance. It's likely the greatest test of patience he's ever had, entering slowly and not kissing the back of Nate's gorgeous neck but he manages. Then it's all slow rocking of his hips and gentle stroking of Nate's cock, taking his time, building everything carefully and anticipating Nate waking up.