The scent of Asher fills his nose, the slickness of Asher's tongue in his mouth, and his vampire's weight pressing him into the bed all ground him. It brings Nathaniel back here, not the memories he doesn't want to remember. It's darkness, utter darkness, but the touch of Asher's thumb over his nipple sizzles through him. Even after only a few minutes blindfolded, his body is more sensitized, and Nathaniel moans into Asher's mouth.
Trust. He trusts Asher. How many times had he told his vampire that? Now, he can prove it, both to himself and to Asher.
The tension slowly bleeds from him, and his flagging arousal blazes back to life as his nipple draws up tight under Asher's attentions.
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Date: 2009-08-29 09:15 pm (UTC)Trust. He trusts Asher. How many times had he told his vampire that? Now, he can prove it, both to himself and to Asher.
The tension slowly bleeds from him, and his flagging arousal blazes back to life as his nipple draws up tight under Asher's attentions.