Lucien was almost limp in Nate's arms, barely supporting himself. His own high was slowly coming down. And like all the times after their first time Lucien felt calm and not jumpy. He didn't feel that urge to not be needy, to let his partner go without another word. No, Nate had changed that. Lucien could be needy and seek comfort and know that someone was willing to give it to him.
"Fucking hell, Nate." He murmured. He lifted his hand up to move Nate's head so they could kiss, it was awkward but it was what Lucien needed after the mind blowing sex they had just had. Lucien was use to kissing and breathing into each other's mouth and he was not going to stand for another moment without one.