A sharp cry leaves Nathaniel's lips at that nip, and his body arches up, wanting more contact.
"Not... what I meant," he breathes, waiting, waiting to feel that second ring slide through his skin. "I want to be yours, Asher, I so badly want to be yours." A slight sound, somewhere between a moan and a sob, leaves him, and he strains against the cuffs a little.
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Date: 2009-08-30 02:22 am (UTC)"Not... what I meant," he breathes, waiting, waiting to feel that second ring slide through his skin. "I want to be yours, Asher, I so badly want to be yours." A slight sound, somewhere between a moan and a sob, leaves him, and he strains against the cuffs a little.