Nathaniel closes his eyes, moaning softly at that sinful touch to his sensitive hip, his fingers continuing to comb through Asher's hair. He parts his bare legs, allowing Asher to be closer. The mark of Asher's bite is still there on his thigh, always there, and he smiles.
"Do you want to feed?" he murmurs, wanting Asher to have all he needs before they talk.
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Date: 2009-09-30 08:41 pm (UTC)"Do you want to feed?" he murmurs, wanting Asher to have all he needs before they talk.