Nate's grip tightened as Lucien cried out, he had no intention of stopping. He wanted Lucien to come while his tongue was inside him, come just from his tongue alone. He licked deeply, closing his eyes as he tasted his own come, remembering the feel of being buried inside Lucien as he came.
God he loved this man, so very very much and it was love and passion and care that he was pouring from him into everything he was doing.