Ashet immediately moves to Nathaniel's side, shaking his head.
"No, Nathaniel, it's not that, not at all. I am just afraid of the trouble Anita's presence could cause." He gently cups Nathaniel's face in his hands, kissing him. It starts sweet, but Asher can't keep it that way, too scared, too desperate and hungry for one last taste of Nathaniel.
"I will always want you, mon chat," he whispers. "Never doubt that." He slides one hand round to the nape of Nathaniel's neck, resting his forehead against Nathaniel's, his eyes closed.
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Date: 2009-07-10 04:09 pm (UTC)"No, Nathaniel, it's not that, not at all. I am just afraid of the trouble Anita's presence could cause." He gently cups Nathaniel's face in his hands, kissing him. It starts sweet, but Asher can't keep it that way, too scared, too desperate and hungry for one last taste of Nathaniel.
"I will always want you, mon chat," he whispers. "Never doubt that." He slides one hand round to the nape of Nathaniel's neck, resting his forehead against Nathaniel's, his eyes closed.