You pump the blood so I can breathe, Don't let me go don't ever leave
"Fuck." It's out loud first, small and breathless and almost sticking in his throat. Fuck. He repeats it silently, a tidal wave of emotion crashing down with it, Nate offering up everything, all of his walls stripped away so he can really offer up everything Sunjata inspires in him. Aching hunger and desire, warmth, happiness, need. It's a jumble only because it's too much to be held in his hands, too much to be held together. Nate stares into steel eyes and feels his chest stir impossibly. I love you too. I love you too. It's like he's never said it before, like it's never meant as much as it does in this moment. Maybe it hasn't, but it will never be less than this again.
A soft sigh of a moan leaves Nate as the hand on his cock moves, as a forked tongue tickles up along his hand, thumb following the tongue back between Sunjata's teeth, holding his mouth open when he does. Steel glints in his eyes, the hand on the attuned's throat pressing down as Nate lifts himself and grinds his hips down, slowly at first. "Move." The order comes in that same all-encompassing voice, out loud and through the bond, Nate's hips rolling as if to ensure there's no confusion about what exactly it is he's demanding.
A soft sigh of a moan leaves Nate as the hand on his cock moves, as a forked tongue tickles up along his hand, thumb following the tongue back between Sunjata's teeth, holding his mouth open when he does. Steel glints in his eyes, the hand on the attuned's throat pressing down as Nate lifts himself and grinds his hips down, slowly at first. "Move." The order comes in that same all-encompassing voice, out loud and through the bond, Nate's hips rolling as if to ensure there's no confusion about what exactly it is he's demanding.
NATE
