Asher kisses Nathaniel's throat, his hand wrapping around Nat's cock, stroking him slowly, half reward and half torture.
"You're doing very well," he murmurs, the soft reassurance as much for him as it is for Nathaniel. Pressing one last kiss to Nathaniel's throat, he draws back and picks up the flogger again.
He doesn't hold back, barely giving Nathaniel time to breathe between blows, littering his back with marks, moving down over the swell of Nathaniel's arse, the tops of his thighs.
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Date: 2009-07-06 07:48 am (UTC)"You're doing very well," he murmurs, the soft reassurance as much for him as it is for Nathaniel. Pressing one last kiss to Nathaniel's throat, he draws back and picks up the flogger again.
He doesn't hold back, barely giving Nathaniel time to breathe between blows, littering his back with marks, moving down over the swell of Nathaniel's arse, the tops of his thighs.