Asher chuckles, the murmured, "sorry," losing its gravity with the wicked humour in blue eyes. He lets Nathaniel pin him, softly echoing Nathaniel's words as he watches his leopard slide easily down the bed.

While Nathaniel is occupied with his trousers, Asher slides up on to the bed proper, watching Nathaniel with great interest. He cups Nathaniel's face even as he spreads his thighs apart, moaning softly as lips brush against the inside of his knee, moving higher.