Room 322, Tuesday Afternoon

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After Bob's class, Anders hurried back to his room and was pleased to find he had it to himself. He exiled Lachlan to roam the halls -- exploration was good for cats, wasn't it? -- and then hurriedly straightened his side, which mostly entailed shoving dirty clothes under the bed and stacking his books and papers so they looked almost organized. He debated over the door for a moment, finally deciding to leave it halfway open.

And then he drew a ragged breath and flopped onto his bed, trying to look like he was perfectly calm and composed. He didn't entirely succeed. He was emotional at the best of times, and the sex pollen had him what felt like permanently off-balance. Though the promise of a visit from Nathan might help with that ... at least for a while.

[OOC: For he who is named, please! May get NSFW.]

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Nathan's mouth was warm and moist and absolutely unbelievably perfect. Anders arched his back, pressing forward with his hips as his fingers tightened at Nathan's shoulder.

"DearMakerthisisfantasticyesyesyes," he murmured, a fast slur of words that were half-lost in little groans.

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That sounded really, really good. And while Nathan couldn't really decipher all of what Anders had just said, he knew it was something pretty damn good. He would have smiled if he hadn't been occupied.

But, his mouth was still busy. He put a hand on one of Anders' thighs and took Anders as far into his mouth as he dared before pulling back and using his tongue and lips to suck a little harder. He sucked the head of Anders' cock before sliding his mouth and tongue back down again.

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Anders moaned again and began to rock his hips to match Nathan's rhythm. Good, this was nothing but good,and it was theirs and it was right and Nathan looked so Maker-damned appealing with his cock in his mouth like that ...

He got his head together enough to warn, "I'm close," feeling as though his voice was strangely far away.

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Nathan might not have been the smartest person but he knew what Anders had just said was a damn good thing. So, he kept going. He kept sliding down until he couldn't take any more before pulling back and repeating the rhythm.

He scratched his fingers along Anders' thighs and licked and sucked each time he'd pulled off almost entirely. He worked a little quicker, trying to get Anders closer and closer to close.

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After just a few blissful moments of that treatment, Anders closed his eyes and let the feeling carry him over the cliff. The world fell apart and went white, and he cried Nathan's name as the force of the orgasm rippled through him.

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Nathan stayed where he was for a few seconds, letting him have his moment before he pulled off and came up to lie next to him, stretching languidly.

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Anders smiled over at him with dazed eyes, pressing a palm to Nathan's stomach. "Amazing," he said, drawing out the word because thinking of words at all was hard. "Wow. Thank you. How are you?"

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"I'm fine," Nathan told him, smiling crookedly. "I'm very good right now."

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"Give me a minute to remember how to breathe and I'll take care of you," Anders promised, grinning back at that smile.

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"Take your time," Nathan told him, sighing and getting comfortable. "There's no rush and I'm not in any immediate need. We can just lay here for awhile and enjoy."

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"That does sound nice," Anders admitted, curving slightly onto his side to nestle against Nathan. "I'll try not to get so comfortable I fall asleep. You deserve more for that than my drool all over your shoulder."

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"It's all right," Nathan said, curling closer to Anders himself. "I'll wake you up if you fall asleep. Just relax, though."

That's what he was going to do since he was pleased with himself and pleased with how Anders looked right now.

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"Okay," said Anders, who didn't require a lot of convincing. It was nice to lie here and feel safe and warm and satisfied, and if Nathan was content for the moment he wasn't going to try to argue him out of it. He dropped a light kiss to the closest bit of skin and drifted for a moment. Then: "So, um ... we're running out of things you haven't done yet."

Not that they needed to do something about that right then, or ever. It just seemed worth commemorating.

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"Are you keeping track?" he asked, snickering. "So thorough."

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"I have a ledger under my bed," Anders nodded, not even really trying to look serious about this particular tall tale. "I keep tracks of dates, how long we last, who comes first, all of that. Maybe I'll use it to write my memoirs someday."

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"Wow, you're very thorough," Nathan remarked with a quiet laugh. "Just be sure to make me look more attractive than I actually am when it comes time to write those memoirs of yours."

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"That's hard when you're gorgeous already," Anders said, caressing Nathan just a little more as he did. "I'll probably give us both perfect muscles and ten-inch cocks, at least. No point writing something like that if I'm not making people jealous."

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Nathan snickered and shook his head. "As long as you do it and I don't. I'm terrible with words and would spell everything wrong. You can take the reins on that one."

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"Can you sing?" Anders wondered. "You could do a ballad. The tale of Anders and Nathan. I'm sure it'd be very popular."

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"I can't sing at all," he laughed, shaking his head. "So, I suppose I'll just have to read the memoirs as best I can and remember everything fondly."

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"Maybe I'll even be around to help you remember," Anders offered, knowing staying together wasn't that simple but in that moment wanting to pretend it was. "Anyhow, memoirs are a long time off. I'd rather you think of me fondly now."

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"I do," Nathan assured him, smiling warmly. "I really do."