[ the break in contact might as well be torture for nick, the way he responds, as if august has taken away something vital he can't live without and isn't just taking a moment to make the mutually beneficial choice to get them both naked. nick doesn't want to pause, doesn't want to slow down, whines like a plea right in his ear as he wriggles his pants over his ankles and kicks them off onto the floor, grabs at august's arms the second he's worked them free of his shirt.
but it was the right choice, clearly, because the second they're naked and nick can feel him everywhere he gasps like a shock, arching up his back to try and grab up as much of that contact as possible. august runs hot, he always has done, but it's never been a problem for nick who can just run a little cooler to match. they fit, they fit, in all the ways that mean anything, and the skin just below august's ear fits perfectly between nick's teeth as he hitches both his legs up around august's waist now, grinds up into him slow and full of intent. ]
Gus. [ nick pants like a whisper and a prayer, right up against his ear, sighs satisfied and wanting and whispers again. ] August, please, don't make me wait.
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but it was the right choice, clearly, because the second they're naked and nick can feel him everywhere he gasps like a shock, arching up his back to try and grab up as much of that contact as possible. august runs hot, he always has done, but it's never been a problem for nick who can just run a little cooler to match. they fit, they fit, in all the ways that mean anything, and the skin just below august's ear fits perfectly between nick's teeth as he hitches both his legs up around august's waist now, grinds up into him slow and full of intent. ]
Gus. [ nick pants like a whisper and a prayer, right up against his ear, sighs satisfied and wanting and whispers again. ] August, please, don't make me wait.