NATE
The electric buzz of claws drags up, towards his neck, and grows to a flare of bright sensation, pulling a rough growl from Nate, the sound unfortunately muffled. He wants to pull away, mix snarls and praise in Sunjatas ears, but Nate can’t bring himself to adjust again, at least not beyond his hand, loosening it’s grip in the attuned’s hair to grab his face instead.
All Nate wants to do is touch right now. To have his hands on every part of Sunjata he can, or at least have enough that he can pull the other mans pants down without having to withdraw his hand. The way the attuned is rocking against him makes the awkwardness of the angle bearable, makes his touch that much more eager. And the faster his hand works, the more Sunjatas pants are forced down anyway, a problem that solves itself, really.
Nate presses in closer, hand and mouth both, until they’re leaning dangerously, pressed close, too close, the burning spreading through Nate until it’s everywhere, until it’s the only thing in his mind. As long as they’re touching, as long as his teeth are in the other man, he has feeling, addicting, overwhelming feeling.
All Nate wants to do is touch right now. To have his hands on every part of Sunjata he can, or at least have enough that he can pull the other mans pants down without having to withdraw his hand. The way the attuned is rocking against him makes the awkwardness of the angle bearable, makes his touch that much more eager. And the faster his hand works, the more Sunjatas pants are forced down anyway, a problem that solves itself, really.
Nate presses in closer, hand and mouth both, until they’re leaning dangerously, pressed close, too close, the burning spreading through Nate until it’s everywhere, until it’s the only thing in his mind. As long as they’re touching, as long as his teeth are in the other man, he has feeling, addicting, overwhelming feeling.
But it takes someone to come around to show you how
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
