nonscriptum: that's what everyone calls me (you can make it out to "Death Wish")
𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 ([personal profile] nonscriptum) wrote in [personal profile] uncalendula 2016-08-13 06:31 am (UTC)

[Nate snorts in a decidedly ungentlemanly fashion, the sound catching in his throat when Rafe steps out of the rest of his clothes. The sight doesn't disappoint, even if Nate doesn't feel as though he's present enough to enjoy it in its entirety. Tempted - or encouraged - to follow with neatly trimmed nails digging into his stomach Nate steps into the spray of the shower after Rafe.

Rafe, who pries his wet, sticking boxers off of him like a candy wrapper, whose thumbs curl over the jut of his hips with a fondness that would be unnerving if Nate didn't find it so fucking hot.

...And speaking of hot, the water burns through him immediately, sinking into his bones, his marrow, a deeper place that hasn't Felt for weeks (maybe longer). Huddled over Rafe it's a nice kind of closeness, a river of something clean stretching across his skin while Rafe's mouth becomes familiar with his throat, and Nate groans in response.

Shifting a leg between Rafe's he allows a vague wander of his hands, fingers curling around Rafe's elbows, up the backs of his arms and squeezing when his mouth hits a particularly sensitive spot. Nate doesn't know what he wants save for closeness, and this is as close as he's gotten in a long time.
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