He kissed back, hungrily before Nate got off of him. He got up and knelt over Nate, but facing away from him. He wanted Nate to get a really good view. He poured some the lube on his fingers and then reached behind, looking over his shoulder. "Like the view?" He asked pressing two fingers into himself, moaning low in his throat.
"Mmm, fuck. So good, but not as good as your's cock. Nothing ever is." He moved the fingers slowly in and out, opening himself up.