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
Nate had to laugh at Adam's assumption, if only because he couldn't disagree. "Abandoned house is a little greasier than what I'm used to, but who am I to say no to someone like you?" A sweet smile accompanied the compliment, though he didn't clarify if that was what it was actually meant to be. He could make some hard decisions about Adam's character after their tryst, and let the other man's ego tell him what he wanted for the moment.
It didn't take much for Nate to follow, the hand in his collar an unnecessary touch that only served to stoke his excitement for what was to come. Th house Adam came to seemed perfect, so much so that he had a sneaking suspicion that it had been used for something similar before them. Nate was tempted away from that line of thought by the long, willing line of Adam on the couch, his shirt open just so and a challenging smirk on his face.
God, Nate was going to love making Adam eat his words. With a low chuckle, he descended onto the couch, one of his hands slipping inside the open 'v' of Adam's shirt while his other moved up, to hold his head still so hungry lips and teeth could crash into the man beneath him. Nate kept them pressed together just long enough to grow breathless, then leaned back with a chuckle. "Is this what you had in mind?
It didn't take much for Nate to follow, the hand in his collar an unnecessary touch that only served to stoke his excitement for what was to come. Th house Adam came to seemed perfect, so much so that he had a sneaking suspicion that it had been used for something similar before them. Nate was tempted away from that line of thought by the long, willing line of Adam on the couch, his shirt open just so and a challenging smirk on his face.
God, Nate was going to love making Adam eat his words. With a low chuckle, he descended onto the couch, one of his hands slipping inside the open 'v' of Adam's shirt while his other moved up, to hold his head still so hungry lips and teeth could crash into the man beneath him. Nate kept them pressed together just long enough to grow breathless, then leaned back with a chuckle. "Is this what you had in mind?
