You've been drinking like the world was gonna end
At first Adam wasn't sure what Nate was doing when he began his search for lube, wondering if the other man had suddenly lost confidence and was trying to get away. By the time he'd worked it out Nate had already found his own stash, so he just laughed at it.
He was honestly surprised Nate stopped to prep him. While it was definitely preferred, Adam had had plenty of times with eager men where they hadn't thought to give the courtesy, however short of a time it was. As soon as Nate's fingers entered him he gasped and tried to push back onto them, having missed the feeling in the last..well. It had been longer than he'd like to admit since he'd last been fucked.
There was another surprise in store too: As Nate pushed in Adam fully appreciated his girth, feeling himself stretch to accomodate him. His face screwed up just for a moment as he adjusted, tried to work out the feeling into something pleasurable, but sure enough it came, just as Nate said that wonderful word. Beautiful. Immediately it drew a little sighing moan from Adam, his arms reaching up to rest around Nate's shoulders.
"I'll be even prettier if you move." He promised, in a half-breathed whisper.
Adam
It didn't.
