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[Nate just shakes his head laughing. Matt's such an ass. But in a way that Nate finds terribly endearing. He doesn't protest the request, though. Moving a bit, he slips up to Matt's side to cuddle up next to him.]

This is nice. [He says quietly, just wanting to voice that. It's not just about sex. He likes this closeness far more, actually.]

Yeah he agrees, [ his arm around Nate and pulling him close as his head turns and he rests his lips against his hair. ]

Yeah it is. [ But he doesn't just mean this, holding him like this (which, if he's honest, is way more than what they've just done in bed). It feels right, it feels perfect. He means all of it, the whole thing, being with him.

He reaches over for his hand, threading their fingers together.

There's a thought in his mind, a statement, and the words are so close to his lips, so close to being said. I love you.

But he can't quite get there yet. ]

[Hes never felt safer, more content than he does right here in Matt's arms. Part of him knows that's crazy. After what Matt did, he should never want him touching him again. But he can't help how he feels. And he feels like this is everything for him.

Their fingers intertwine and Nate finds himself a little emotional, just watching how neatly they fit together. His thumb idly runs over the back of Matt's hand.]

Should get some sleep. [He says, wondering what tomorrow will bring them, how all of this will look to Matt in the light of day.]

[ Holding him like that is how they fall asleep, still hand in hand and resting against one another. Of course during the night they shift, but never too far away.

Matt wakes early, either the unfamiliarity of where he is or the fact he has someone else in the bed with him. His eyes blink blearily, and he looks over to see Nate lying there, the morning light poking through the curtains and playing across his skin. His heart races a little as he sees him there, but it's not that pit of his stomach fear. It feels a bit similar, but then excitement tends to be, doesn't it? Even if it's sleepy.

Shifting, Matt moves up behind him, reaching over sleepily to touch a hand against his side, smoothing it over his hip and around to his stomach as he cuddles up against him without concern.

He blinks a couple more times, waking a little and replaying everything in his mind. It's huge, it's crazy, but it's... well it's great.

Of course the fact it's morning brings on other things too, and the way Matt spoons himself around Nate would make those fairly obvious were the other man awake.

He glances over his skin, watching him in the new light, seeing him brand new again. Not dark like it had been before. It makes him curious too, and well, sort of horny, so the hand on his stomach gently slips down a little, towards Nate's crotch, palm gently running over his softened skin. ]

[Nate sleeps about as soundly as anyone can, comfortable with Matt at his side. He doesn't wake as Matt touches him, but his body does stir a bit. There's a slight twitch under his palm and a small, contented noise that escapes Nate's lips.]

[ Despite the way he feels, Matt's not really got any agenda here. He's just sort of getting to know Nate in a completely new way, and he can't help but be curious about that.

With his head against his shoulder, he notices how nice he smells. It's a way he's always smelled, but he'd always thought it was after shave. Maybe he was wrong, maybe it's just him.

But it's that little twitch that really piques his interest, that almost sound. It makes his own body twitch too, and he presses a little closer up behind him, applying a little pressure body to body. At the same time, still cautious, still curious, he gives his palm a little squeeze over him, just to see what happens. ]

[Still asleep, Nate is having some interesting dreams, alright. Dreams about memories with Matt, being back at their old flat, but naked and kissing and--

Nate's cock gives a pulse in response to the squeeze, blood quickly moving to start to stiffen it. Still, his breathing stays fairly even, fast asleep for now.]

[ Matt is obviously familiar with what it feels like to have a cock harden, but not really what it's like to feel one that isn't his hardening in his hand. He finds he really likes it. It's enough to get him worked up a bit, and he presses a little more against Nate, his own breath a little deeper. It feels nice, a nice way to wake up.

Feeling Nate's cock get hard, his hand shifts, from gentle palming to a more deliberate hold, his fingers curling around him before slowly pumping, trying to get him harder still in his touch as he presses up to him still. ]

[As Matt begins to stroke him, to press against his body, Nate lets out another little moan. And maybe he said something? Maybe something like Matt's name? It's very quiet, though, still mostly sleeping. His body and mind are both beginning to stir, though, as he tips his hips back a little, instinctively pressing back against Matt's body.]

[ 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. ]

[It's his voice that finally draws him fully awake, but as Nate's eyes open, the first thing he sees when he looks down is Matt's hand wrapped around him, stroking him to hardness. He moans again, this time a little louder.]

Good morning to you, too. [He says, panting a little. But honestly? He's thrilled. Matt is here, still here and still okay with this- whatever it is.]

Morning[ he grins a little, still moving his hand just so, lips fully engaged now in tracing kisses along his neck as he presses himself in rhythm against him, his own cock just as hard. ]

I want to fuck you [ he whispers again, right against his ear ]

[The delightful sensations from all of Matt's attention to his body make it difficult for Nate to say anything. But he groans in response, clearly on board with the idea. Reaching out with one arm, he fumbles to get the little drawer open so he can grab another condom and the lube for Matt. He doesn't want to break their position for an instant. It's a bit clumsy but he manages it, handing both items to the man behind him as he presses back against Matt's hard cock.]

Best still plan to make me breakfast after. [He says with a laugh that gets caught by a whimpering noise as his cock throbs in Matt's hand.]

Fuck, that feels nice.

[ The sentiment makes him laugh, and his teeth graze over Nate's neck ]

Yeah, with extra sausage. [ He teases, releasing his hand from around him to grab hold of the items. He puts the tube down on the bed next to him, and lifts the packet to his teeth, ripping it open and making quick work of getting the condom on, before he grabs the tube again and squeezes it out straight onto himself.

Taking his hand, he rubs it over himself, before moving his hand against Nate's skin. A bit bolder this morning as his fingers slick against his skin, covering him with the cool gel. Another breath, and he grabs at his cock, pressing himself to Nate's entrance and pushing just gently, just a tiny bit, but not trying to get inside him too much just yet. Leaving that to Nate. Securely there, he reaches back around to grab again at his cock ]

[The angle here is different, and the sensation of Matt just barely entering him is enough to make Nate gasp.]

Fucking hell... I love your cock. [He presses himself back a little, feeling himself slowly filled and letting out a groan in response.]

Oh fuck Nate [ he groans as Nate presses back, his cock pushing further into him, hand for a moment at least moving from his cock to his hip to hold there so he can press back in turn ]

Your ass is so fucking tight. God I could fuck you all day. I bet you'd fucking like that wouldn't you? My hard cock inside you all day, fucking you just the way you want it.

[ yeah, he's talkative. It's stopped only by his own gasps as he slowly moves his hips, his teeth scraping against Nate's shoulder and almost nipping the skin ]

[Once again, Nate realizes that he really enjoys how filthy Matt's mouth is. Groaning as they both press closer together, Nate reaches an arm behind him, grabbing lightly at Matt's hair, just holding on for dear life.]

Yeah-- god yeah... Fuck me, Matt.

[He can't believe he gets to say those words. It's like something from a dream for him.]

[ the encouragement has him spurred on, turning what started off soft and gentle into something a little more pronounced, a little deeper, if keeping it relatively slow. ]

Fuck, I could get used to this.

[ sliding over Nate's hip his hand moves back over his stomach, pulling him against him before sliding up to his chest, just feeling his body, indulging in it. He doesn't stay there too long though before that hand is back lower again around his cock, rubbing him slowly. He could get lost in this.

Meanwhile, in the next room, Nate's phone is ringing with the fourth missed call. It's midday. ].

[Nate feels overwhelmed by it all, surrounded by Matt's presence, his hands, his voice. His moans are louder, strained, gasping out when Matt's hand returns to his cock. He seems to know just what to do to make Nate feel as good as fucking possible. It's mad. No one should be this good at this from the start.]

Jesus... I hope so.

[Just then, he catches that sound. Too familiar.]

Fuck, my phone- What time is it?

Nate you think I've got the time? Come on. [ he laughs, which turns more into a moan. But despite that, and despite the fact he's easily lost to this, he can tell the question is genuine. ]

I don't know. Half ten, something like that? Fuck you need to go out don't you? [ he Stills a little ]

Do you need to-?

Need to? Probably. Want to? Fuck no. [His expression is clearly torn but he lets out a sigh.]

Just let me talk to him before he tries to send the police over or something ridiculous.

[ with a huge amount of reluctance, Matt pulls himself back from Nate and taps him gently on the backside. ]

Go on, call him. I'll get dressed and put the kettle on.

[ or At least he might were it the time he thinks it is ]

[Turning to face him, Nate kisses him softly.]

I'll make it up to you after breakfast. Promise.

[Getting up, Nate makes his way to the sofa to grab his phone. Glancing at the time, his heart seizes.]

Shit... [His eyes close briefly before he turns to head back to the bedroom.]

It's nearly 2. I've got to-- I mean I told him we'd talk and I just need to get this over with so that we can... Fuck, I'm sorry.

[ In the bedroom Matt is already pulling on his jeans, trying to shove his still slightly swollen cock in not the easiest of tasks. When Nate returns he looks to him, eyes wide.
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You're kidding. Fuck.[ He lifts a hand, wiping it over his face. How did they sleep so late?! ]

No. No Nate it's fine, it's fine, you go. I should be going anyway, check in at work. But text me, yeah? Just text me. It's fine, I promise.

Of course I'll text you. [He says, nodding as his phone lights up again with another call.] Fuck.

[This time he answers.]

Hi. Yeah, no I'm fine. Just overslept. Yeah, I know. Give me 20 minutes. I'll be there. Okay. Okay, yeah. Yes, I promise I'm fine. Alright, alright bye.

[He lets out a sigh and tosses his phone on his bed, looking frazzled but no less determined.]

I really don't want you to go. [He eventually says with a small laugh.]