Nate gentled his hold and wrapped careful arms around him, pressing his lips to Lucien's temple. Comforting him as his boyfriend cried, he felt so useless to help properly. He wished he could wave a magic wand and fix everything.
"Oh sweetheart, you think a whore feels anything close to the love we have? Your pleasure is what shows you aren't a whore. We share everything my love, as only two people in love can. You will never be a whore when you're with me, ever. I want you to feel pleasure, I want you to feel as much pleasure as I do"