[ The reactions are more than enough to bolster him, to continue this, his confidence growing as he leans back a little, enough so that he can watch him, that he can take it in when Nate's head rocks back. ]
Sounds good. [ He agrees, because fuck those noises he's making. He wants to hear every last one of them.
It's okay isn't it, this? It's okay? Well he has one of these things himself, after all, and he's had his fair share of touching it. He wants to touch Nate. He wants to kiss him, to hold him down, to do everything he ever dreamed of doing with anyone. He wants all of it, with him. He wants everything, with him. Maybe that's what makes it so easy to whisper his next suggestion. ]
Take your hand away. [ He tells him, fingers shifting, pressure releasing as he coaxes his hand away, and instead wraps his own fingers around his cock. His hand around Nate's cock. Oh fuck he's actually doing it. ]
Try and relax... or something. [ He's not entirely sure who he's talking to. ]
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Sounds good. [ He agrees, because fuck those noises he's making. He wants to hear every last one of them.
It's okay isn't it, this? It's okay? Well he has one of these things himself, after all, and he's had his fair share of touching it. He wants to touch Nate. He wants to kiss him, to hold him down, to do everything he ever dreamed of doing with anyone. He wants all of it, with him. He wants everything, with him. Maybe that's what makes it so easy to whisper his next suggestion. ]
Take your hand away. [ He tells him, fingers shifting, pressure releasing as he coaxes his hand away, and instead wraps his own fingers around his cock. His hand around Nate's cock. Oh fuck he's actually doing it. ]
Try and relax... or something. [ He's not entirely sure who he's talking to. ]