Nathaniel relaxes his throat and jaw, allowing Asher as deeply into his throat as is physically possible. His hand comes up between Asher's legs and cups his balls, squeezing gently, nails scraping ever so lightly over delicate skin.

The scent and taste of Asher was overwhelming to his senses, and he reaches down to wrap the fingers of his other hand around himself. He gives only enough friction to enhance his own arousal, causing him to moan wantonly around Asher.