[ Fuck he likes hearing him make sounds like that. Matt's breath grows a little ragged and heavier, and he turns his head a little into the crook of Nate's neck as he moves. His lips open, parted and soft as they place to his skin, gentle open kisses against his neck, and a swish of his tongue for good measure.
At the same time there's purpose in his grip now, his thumb stroking over the head of his cock as he moves it. ]
Nate [ he whispers his name, voice drawn and wanting. ]
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At the same time there's purpose in his grip now, his thumb stroking over the head of his cock as he moves it. ]
Nate [ he whispers his name, voice drawn and wanting. ]