Nathaniel sits back a little, head tilting curiously.
"You always feed when we have sex."
He's almost confused by this change in the pattern, but his hands move to Asher's shirt, quickly popping each pearl button, his eyes never leaving Asher's.
"The moon is almost full," he says, and he can smell the heat of Asher, his beast snapping its teeth, wanting to sink into flesh.
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Date: 2009-08-05 11:40 am (UTC)"You always feed when we have sex."
He's almost confused by this change in the pattern, but his hands move to Asher's shirt, quickly popping each pearl button, his eyes never leaving Asher's.
"The moon is almost full," he says, and he can smell the heat of Asher, his beast snapping its teeth, wanting to sink into flesh.