NATE
we've been living on a fault line
and for a while you were all mine
and for a while you were all mine
Feels like I need more. Nate sinks into the warm embrace of newly freed hands on him like a drowning man finally accepting the force of the ocean. Impossible to deny, for how much he wants it, for how much he’d fought. Synapses fire in a dizzying electric sensation, one that Nate shares as well, cooling around his head and his neck and holding him in place easily.
Nate feels the snap in his husband, the pieces cracking, crumbling. He echoes it with a moan that rumbles through his chest, following the clenching by path of Sunjata’s fingers. But he doesn’t slow, doesn’t pull away. Not right away, at least. He pushes and teases, slows the bruising force of his hips and the pressure of his hand without pulling away.
It feels like an eternity before he pulls away properly, teeth slipping out of the attuned, replaced by form kisses, by unintelligible mumbles where every other word sounds like love. Even Nate’s mind can’t muster up anything sensible, just a pulse, a heartbeat that has only just started up again. He doesn’t move, can’t yet, with the way Sunjata’s hands are clenched in his hair, but he doesn’t want to either, wants to stretch this moment into something long and perfect and impossible to forget.
It’s their second chance, their new beginning. It’s them, whole again.
Nate feels the snap in his husband, the pieces cracking, crumbling. He echoes it with a moan that rumbles through his chest, following the clenching by path of Sunjata’s fingers. But he doesn’t slow, doesn’t pull away. Not right away, at least. He pushes and teases, slows the bruising force of his hips and the pressure of his hand without pulling away.
It feels like an eternity before he pulls away properly, teeth slipping out of the attuned, replaced by form kisses, by unintelligible mumbles where every other word sounds like love. Even Nate’s mind can’t muster up anything sensible, just a pulse, a heartbeat that has only just started up again. He doesn’t move, can’t yet, with the way Sunjata’s hands are clenched in his hair, but he doesn’t want to either, wants to stretch this moment into something long and perfect and impossible to forget.
It’s their second chance, their new beginning. It’s them, whole again.
i've spent a lifetime, giving you my heart
i swear that i'll be yours forever,
'til forever falls apart
i swear that i'll be yours forever,
'til forever falls apart
