[Nate seems to lean back in perfect time as Matt presses forward, the couch shifting under their weight, welcoming them. Matt always seemed like a good kisser from what he could tell when he caught him snogging girls on this very sofa, but now? Fuck now he knows for himself that he's great. Nate can only hope he stacks up, but even then, he's not thinking of it much. It's all instinct. ]
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