It's so unusual for Nathaniel that, if he weren't otherwise occupied, he might marvel at the novelty of it. Instead, he focuses himself. Asher will not give him the command to come -- and he doesn't want it in this particular moment -- and so he struggles past all the hard-learned conditioning Gabriel and Raina had managed to instill in him.

Nathaniel lets his pleasure mount, dictate the speed of his hips, the soft sounds as he bites and sucks at Asher's throat. As that moment when control is lost nears, his beast rear up, causing Nathaniel to snarl possessively and bite deeply into Asher's throat. The taste of his vampire's blood is enough to send him spiraling over the edge, and he comes in flurry of movements, mewling against the throat he licks and nuzzles.