[Matt's hand on his ass is more than he expected. His hips shift forward a bit more firmly than he intends. His cock pulses, a bit of precome making its way onto Matt's tongue. Baby steps, Matt.
Nate's fingers grip tighter in Matt's hair as he regains his composure.]
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Nate's fingers grip tighter in Matt's hair as he regains his composure.]
Matt... I think-- may need you to slow it down.