The pain at his throat and the increase in strength behind Asher's thrusts yank a yowl out of Nathaniel. His hands tug at Asher's hair, but hold him to his throat, and he pushes up with each slam of Asher's hips. Nathaniel's eyes stare sightlessly at Asher's ceiling as pleasure tingles at the base of his spine, coiling low in his stomach, and his toes curl into the bed.
When another powerful thrust, another suck on his throat, Nathaniel's arms tighten around Asher and he screams, his climax raging through him unchecked. He trembles, his whole body tightening around Asher, holding him close and deep, and he can't think of anything quite as perfect as this moment, as Asher.
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Date: 2009-08-30 10:11 pm (UTC)When another powerful thrust, another suck on his throat, Nathaniel's arms tighten around Asher and he screams, his climax raging through him unchecked. He trembles, his whole body tightening around Asher, holding him close and deep, and he can't think of anything quite as perfect as this moment, as Asher.