Sam said nothing to the words but smiled to himself, thrilled to hear them. Was he actually desirable? He wasn't so sure. But Nate certainly seemed to want him, which was quite a thing as Sam found him...well. His hand moved around to stroke Nate's hair and neck, wishing he could just stop time and touch him all over.
His eyes widened as he heard the whisper and without Sam even thinking of it, he moaned, his legs slipping further open. It was as if Nate had spoken a spell over him and he hadn't even known of it. "C-call me that again." He asked, an arm thrown over his eyes as his cock was kissed, little keening gasps falling from his lips.
Nate's hands stopped his hips from bucking up like they so desperately wanted but instead of being frustrated, Sam found that the restriction was almost fulfilling in itself. "Please..please go faster." He asked, his fingers tangling in Nate's hair.
Samuel
I tried to dance with the devil on your back
