"Fuck," Nate muttered. He hoped Garan hadn't taken that as his answer, because it certainly wasn't. He wasn't dumb enough to ask for that right after their discussion. He just needed a moment to gather his thoughts and reply with something more than 'a fucking handjob, please'.
This was unfair. Garan knew what he wanted, why did Nate have to say it? "My cock could really use your hand for a couple of minutes," he said. Well, that wasn't the subtlety Nate had been initially going for, but it couldn't have been said he wasn't pretty damn clear.