Nate
There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
Adams words pulled a sharp laugh from Nate, the sound punching out of his chest roughly. This was better than any sex he’d had in his life, a man who was as into the act as he was, and no fear looming over him for what was going to come after. He could just be in the moment, could enjoy the hands in his hair and the tempting offer being dang sure before him.
”I think... you might regret... saying that.” Nate grinned, leaning in to meet Adams lips in a bruising kiss, the force of it pressing the other man back down into the couch. The hand wrapped around Adams hips grew tighter, Nate’s thrusting growing faster, a new urgency behind his motions, his lips moved away from Adams, long enough take a breath and crash back into him again and again, moving down along his cheek until Nate was kissing at his ear, his throat, the bruise he had already left.
Nate wasn’t shy about holding his moans back, the lusty sounds breaking up the litany of filth and praise he was mumbling into Adams ear. Good boy intermingled with slut, a decidedly possessive tone permeating through all of it.
”I think... you might regret... saying that.” Nate grinned, leaning in to meet Adams lips in a bruising kiss, the force of it pressing the other man back down into the couch. The hand wrapped around Adams hips grew tighter, Nate’s thrusting growing faster, a new urgency behind his motions, his lips moved away from Adams, long enough take a breath and crash back into him again and again, moving down along his cheek until Nate was kissing at his ear, his throat, the bruise he had already left.
Nate wasn’t shy about holding his moans back, the lusty sounds breaking up the litany of filth and praise he was mumbling into Adams ear. Good boy intermingled with slut, a decidedly possessive tone permeating through all of it.
