whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
As Nate's finger brushed against Loren's hole, he groaned. His hips bucked a little as he tried to grind against it and increase the pressure. Not releasing the doctor's hair, the healer reached with his other hand to rake his nails down the other man's back. The Launceleyn's fingertips shifted to claws briefly as he momentarily lost control of his shift, though not hard enough to break the skin, and he got it under control quickly enough.Of course, he let out a little whine as Nate kissed up and down Loren's hard length. Taking a deep and shuddering breath, he jerked the doctor's head up for just a moment so the healer could stare challengingly into the other man's eyes. "Please." It came out as a growled command, as far from the pleading the Ascended seemed to want to hear as it was possible to get.
As the professor's lips slipped over the Launceleyn's cock, though, he moaned. His eyes fluttered shut again. Using the hand in Nate's hair, Loren pressed down then pulled up, trying to get a proper blowjob and uncaring how much force he used.
what goes, let go
LOREN
