Mmm-hmm. [Wade responds, distracted as Nate touches him, dick pulsing with the attention. His mouth travels down Nate's neck and then biting playfully at his shoulder. He's more or less forgotten about the shower and getting clean. The water is cascading over both of them at the very least.
His own hands start to travel down Nate's back, tracing lines along the wet skin, kneading muscles before settling on his ass, cupping one cheek with each hand.]
When did you decide you wanted to kiss me? Just then in the bubble, or...?
[Wade wants to know, to know he's wanted... so desperate for that attention as he is.]
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His own hands start to travel down Nate's back, tracing lines along the wet skin, kneading muscles before settling on his ass, cupping one cheek with each hand.]
When did you decide you wanted to kiss me? Just then in the bubble, or...?
[Wade wants to know, to know he's wanted... so desperate for that attention as he is.]