I've been beat up my whole life
I've been shot down, kicked out twice
This conversation is a dance Nate doesn't know the steps to, but one that he feels confident enough just moving into, teases and looks and touches. It's hard to forget about the hand in his hair, hard to ignore the urge to answer the slight tilt of a head with teeth. He can be good though. He imagines he'll have to be, though the shiver in response to his touch gives him a little bit of wiggle room. Something he doesn't quite get the chance to indulge in, too distracted by the name, the shifting that comes with it. The kiss, that quite firmly puts him back in his place.
Nate moves on Hotaru's heels, standing as she straightens and towering over her, though he barely notices, too focused on his grin. "I'm Nathaniel." He rumbles, stepping past her to gesture towards a side door that leads to the back of the building, if he remembers right. "You can call me Nate though. Less of a mouthful." And he laughs, reaching out to put his hand on her hip again, so he can follow by touch, and keep his eyes peeled for somewhere quiet.
Nate moves on Hotaru's heels, standing as she straightens and towering over her, though he barely notices, too focused on his grin. "I'm Nathaniel." He rumbles, stepping past her to gesture towards a side door that leads to the back of the building, if he remembers right. "You can call me Nate though. Less of a mouthful." And he laughs, reaching out to put his hand on her hip again, so he can follow by touch, and keep his eyes peeled for somewhere quiet.
Ain't no stoppin' me tonight
I'ma get all the things I like
NATE
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