sorry about the blood in your mouth, i wish it was mine
"I missed you too." There's an edge of sadness in the words, an apology, almost. They should never have left this place, should never have gotten to the point where they were missing each other in the same house, the same bed. He should never have gotten to that point. But Nate was back now, he felt better, he was better, and he had a lot to make up for now. He had things to make up just for from just tonight.
Not that any of that was really a conscious thought. Was anything more than a decision, made in the split second between his words, and his teeth sinking into Sunjata's neck. How is he supposed to resist? Pulled close like he is, pressed hard against the other man like he is.
And Nate’s missed this. Missed the shock of pleasure, the way it pulls groans that he can’t control from him. His hands twist and tighten against Sunjata’s skin, wanting to leave his own marks, finger prints and nails wanting to leave a mark, leave his mark.
This is another thing he doesn’t want to pull away from, though he can’t actually convince himself to do it this time, can’t pull away. How long has it been since he’s fed? Since he’s felt like this?
Not that any of that was really a conscious thought. Was anything more than a decision, made in the split second between his words, and his teeth sinking into Sunjata's neck. How is he supposed to resist? Pulled close like he is, pressed hard against the other man like he is.
And Nate’s missed this. Missed the shock of pleasure, the way it pulls groans that he can’t control from him. His hands twist and tighten against Sunjata’s skin, wanting to leave his own marks, finger prints and nails wanting to leave a mark, leave his mark.
This is another thing he doesn’t want to pull away from, though he can’t actually convince himself to do it this time, can’t pull away. How long has it been since he’s fed? Since he’s felt like this?
i couldn't get the boy to kill me
but i wore his jacket for the longest time
NATE
