God Nate was going to kill him. He felt that tongue over his hole and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head. "Fuck! Nate! Warn a man next time. I could have had a heart attack." He grinned, before he whimpered as Nate slowly thrust into him. Even though Nate was surely hard enough to hammer nails he didn't just thrust in and take what he wanted from Lucien's body. He was not going to fuck his lover, Nate was going to make love to him.