"Only me." He smiled down at him. "Oh, love my Nate. Only he can make me feel so good. Both in here." He pressed a hand to Nate's heart. "And here." He took that hand and pulled Nate's hand back around him, to touch where Nate was going in and out.
"Am I doing it right?" He asked. He was falling back into his routine had be sexual, but did that mean that they were not making love? "Are we still making love?"