"But that was what I was, Nate. I sold my body for money and booze. I think that is the definition of a whore, baby. But I am not a whore anymore. I might be a slut for your cock, but that is it. I am your boyfriend."
He kissed back, rolling his lips down. He was a slut for his boyfriend, and he would always be, but only for Nate. No one else was allowed to touch him, only Nate and only like this, full of love and devotion.