[ He does belong: the way Nate stretches and relaxes under him is evidence enough of that, accommodating for the minor changes in position with a complementary deftness honed by years of Ian figuring out his favorite ways to settle on Nate like some kind of cat.
His palm skates down to Ian's nape, rubbing at the back of his neck as Nate groans in a decidedly unsexy way. ]
Quin. I don't want to encourage him, he might take that as an invitation.
( Nate can groan as unsexy as he likes as long as he keeps rubbing the back of Ian's neck like that. It momentarily quells the absent tugging of Nate's collar, has him settling down into a position a little more comfortably still on Nate's chest. )
So what you're saying is I should cancel the dinner date I scheduled for tomorrow.
( Honestly... whether they wind up having sex or just laying in the floor (next to a perfectly good couch) all night like this, either one is wildly appealing. Either one is a win. )
Here I was thinking we were in that phase in our relationship where we start joining Swinger clubs.
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His palm skates down to Ian's nape, rubbing at the back of his neck as Nate groans in a decidedly unsexy way. ]
Quin. I don't want to encourage him, he might take that as an invitation.
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So what you're saying is I should cancel the dinner date I scheduled for tomorrow.
( Honestly... whether they wind up having sex or just laying in the floor (next to a perfectly good couch) all night like this, either one is wildly appealing. Either one is a win. )
Here I was thinking we were in that phase in our relationship where we start joining Swinger clubs.