Nate's on one of the recliners, catching his breath. The teas here are dangerous, for him. Their effects are fun, and so far don't seem to come with any unpleasant side effects. Nate may have started out today intending to experiment in moderation, but that's long since gone out the window. He never was good at keeping such impulses in check.
Right now, both the black tea and the floral tea are rolling around his system, and though he has no idea it's done anything to him yet, the milk thistle has pricked his veins, too.
He looks up at the voice, and a keen, crooked smile crosses his lips.
"That's an oldie but a goodie. But are you ready...now?"
He glances around. The recliners were very clearly put here for this purpose, but they're very far from private. There's onlookers. He'll let Barry decide.
"I am. I like...being watched. Being appreciated." It's something he's tapped into quite a few times here in Duplicity, almost to where it seems normal. He steps closer to him, leaning in to kiss him deeply.
"How do you want me?" he murmurs against his lips.
Nate leans upwards to meet that kiss, which lights a fire in his stomach. He wouldn't need help from aphro-spiked teas to get himself up for this, but it sure doesn't hurt.
He grins, then reaches to pull Barry down into the recliner on top of him, and he looks up with mischief in his eyes.
"This seems like a good place to start. So, you're good and fucked, are you? You look it."
He reaches up to run his hand through Barry's already-mussed hair.
"Mmhmm," Barry replies, pleased by the way Nate runs his hand through his hair. He gets himself comfortable on top of him, rocking his hips against him a little. The question makes him smile.
"Being with Dorian is always good, even without...all of this. He reminds me of you. He used his tongue to lick the come off my fingers, and my cock...he even let me keep his cock warm while I kept coming after he fucked me open," he murmurs, leaning in close to his ear while he describes what happened.
Nate knows Dorian - not that well, but enough that he can put a face to this story, and that makes him like it more. He murmurs approval, while his arms slide around Barry's waist and his hands move to squeeze his ass.
"Mmm, sounds like you had fun," he says softly, before tilting his head up to catch Barry's lips in a kiss. He keeps it soft, but presses his tongue into Barry's mouth to taste him. Nate's already riding to this occasion, and a lazy roll of his hips lets him grind his hardening cock against Barry's thigh.
"You're still needy after all that?"
His hand moves around to sneak down the front of Barry's pants, testing just how keen he is.
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Right now, both the black tea and the floral tea are rolling around his system, and though he has no idea it's done anything to him yet, the milk thistle has pricked his veins, too.
He looks up at the voice, and a keen, crooked smile crosses his lips.
"That's an oldie but a goodie. But are you ready...now?"
He glances around. The recliners were very clearly put here for this purpose, but they're very far from private. There's onlookers. He'll let Barry decide.
"Because I am. But we can go somewhere else..."
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"How do you want me?" he murmurs against his lips.
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He grins, then reaches to pull Barry down into the recliner on top of him, and he looks up with mischief in his eyes.
"This seems like a good place to start. So, you're good and fucked, are you? You look it."
He reaches up to run his hand through Barry's already-mussed hair.
"Tell me about it. Was it good?"
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"Being with Dorian is always good, even without...all of this. He reminds me of you. He used his tongue to lick the come off my fingers, and my cock...he even let me keep his cock warm while I kept coming after he fucked me open," he murmurs, leaning in close to his ear while he describes what happened.
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"Mmm, sounds like you had fun," he says softly, before tilting his head up to catch Barry's lips in a kiss. He keeps it soft, but presses his tongue into Barry's mouth to taste him. Nate's already riding to this occasion, and a lazy roll of his hips lets him grind his hardening cock against Barry's thigh.
"You're still needy after all that?"
His hand moves around to sneak down the front of Barry's pants, testing just how keen he is.
"I hope you saved some for me."