His fingers stroke through Asher's hair. Nathaniel marvels at the texture, the color. Asher almost never called him 'Nathaniel'.
"I want what maybe can't be," he murmurs. "You're..." Nathaniel smiles fondly at the top of Asher's head. "You're so refined, Asher. You don't go to the movies, you don't go clubbing, you'd never laugh and let loose. Dinner dates make you feel stupid, sitting there watching me eat, and I can't imagine putting you on inline skates or going ice skating with me. Talking makes you uncomfortable, but sex..."
Nathaniel tilts Asher's head up again and leans down, dragging his teeth over the taut flesh of Asher's throat.
"Sex we do well together," he purrs against Asher's neck, teeth nipping.
Asher loves him, of that Nathaniel is sure, and if this is what it was for them, he can learn to take immense satisfaction in it.
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Date: 2009-10-27 10:54 pm (UTC)"I want what maybe can't be," he murmurs. "You're..." Nathaniel smiles fondly at the top of Asher's head. "You're so refined, Asher. You don't go to the movies, you don't go clubbing, you'd never laugh and let loose. Dinner dates make you feel stupid, sitting there watching me eat, and I can't imagine putting you on inline skates or going ice skating with me. Talking makes you uncomfortable, but sex..."
Nathaniel tilts Asher's head up again and leans down, dragging his teeth over the taut flesh of Asher's throat.
"Sex we do well together," he purrs against Asher's neck, teeth nipping.
Asher loves him, of that Nathaniel is sure, and if this is what it was for them, he can learn to take immense satisfaction in it.