whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Nate's moan brought a grin to Loren's lips, though he was quickly moaning at the sensation of the doctor's mouth around the healer's cock. He pressed his fingertips into the other man's back, hard, only remembering to shift them back from the claws right before the Launceleyn broke the skin.Other hand still in Nate's hair, Loren continued to shove the doctor up and down the healer's hard length. As he did, he shifted his weight a bit, trying to adjust the angle of the other man's fingers inside the Launceleyn. Finally, they managed to press against the spot that caused him to gasp, and his eyes to flutter shut. "Fuck." It came out more as a breathless whisper than an actual word. He started groaning with pleasure.
what goes, let go
LOREN
