Bunnate
This is the position her prefers. It might not get him to the end as quickly as some other positions but this is the most intimate he thinks - face to face. He likes to watch her and kiss her. He can move back to frame her in his vision or get in close, press her into every inch of his peripheral.
That's where he is now. Unable to pull back too much. He's still kissing her when he swings on of her legs up over his shoulder. His pace hasn't quickened too much yet, he's still at the beginning and even if it won't be a power love making session, he's not yet galloping to his finish between her thighs.
Nate attaches a sucking kiss to her neck, one meant to draw color up and mark her. It might be some bullish, macho thing but mostly it's just that he wants to suck at her skin, suck up her essence somehow. It's less macabre than it sounds. He needs to get closer.
"I love ye." he murmurs against the bruise he's vacuumed up to the surface with his mouth.