Nate was the only man. True there had been others in his life, faceless men that brought Lucien to a drunken pleasure, but Nate was the only one to make Lucien feel this wanted and this love. "I love you too, baby. Oh fuck, Nate. Harder!" He cried out. Nate owned him, body and soul. Lucien would give anything for Nate to be the first and only man to do this to him, but he could only give Nate the honor of being the only man to do this to him.