Until you can’t push no more

LOCKE

This is absolutely not how he expected his night to go. Not really. Not that he's mad about it. He is a little confused when fingers press into his mouth but he sorts out that it's Nate's half attempt to keep him quiet. Maybe they aren't alone. Oops. Either way, he presses his tongue against Nate's fingers, a half-hearted attempt to do something for the ascended. Not that he expects it to do much of anything at all. But he's trying, okay?

He manages to relax a bit, eyes fluttering closed as he lets the pleasured feeling drag him along. But then it's gone and his eyes snap open, an almost scowl on his face. But then there's a leg pressing between his and whatever annoyance that was on his face is quickly scrubbed away. He didn't quite realize how heavy Nate was until he was pressing down on him and it's almost comforting in a weird way, especially when he bites again. He's a little more prepared this time, but it doesn't stop his body from tensing up for a moment.

There is no pushing this time, only Locke pulling Nate against him. It brings a different kind of relief but they didn't really talk about this before hand so he's not sure what's okay and what isn't. He's just going with the flow or whatever. That doesn't stop the steady rocking of his hips against Nate's leg though. Sorry bro.

I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself