Nathaniel does just as Asher's hands urge him to do. He presses himself to Asher forcefully, rubbing against him with a shudder and moan. His cock twitches when Asher says those words. Nathaniel kisses Asher, tongue thrust between perfect lips, caught up for the moment in the simplicity of grinding himself against Asher's body.
When his lungs ache, he pulls back, panting, and reaches over to the bedside table. He grabs the bottle of lube, flicking his long hair over his shoulder, letting it drape over Asher's body. Nathaniel slicks his fingers while he straddles Asher's hips, and then reaches behind himself, two fingers plunging into himself with a moan, his eyes closing briefly.
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Date: 2009-10-18 12:50 pm (UTC)When his lungs ache, he pulls back, panting, and reaches over to the bedside table. He grabs the bottle of lube, flicking his long hair over his shoulder, letting it drape over Asher's body. Nathaniel slicks his fingers while he straddles Asher's hips, and then reaches behind himself, two fingers plunging into himself with a moan, his eyes closing briefly.