"That... was not beautiful," he says, looking with disbelief at Asher. "What I was... was not beautiful."
He wants to touch Asher. He wants to be held by him and reassured and all of this made right.
"I did like it. You showed me if I charged more, gave up more of my time, was a little more selective of who I fucked, I could enjoy it. And it led me straight to Gabriel." He crosses what little space is between them and looks down at Asher's bent head. Nathaniel debates a moment, and then reaches out, running his fingers through that beautiful gold hair, and tilts Asher's head back so they are looking at one another. "You laid the foundation to what I am now," he murmurs.
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He wants to touch Asher. He wants to be held by him and reassured and all of this made right.
"I did like it. You showed me if I charged more, gave up more of my time, was a little more selective of who I fucked, I could enjoy it. And it led me straight to Gabriel." He crosses what little space is between them and looks down at Asher's bent head. Nathaniel debates a moment, and then reaches out, running his fingers through that beautiful gold hair, and tilts Asher's head back so they are looking at one another. "You laid the foundation to what I am now," he murmurs.