[Zay can't hear what Ferran's saying to Nathan, but he's loving the reactions it's getting out of him.
He reaches up to drag his fingers through Nathan's hair on the side opposite of the ear Ferran's whispering in, nails dragging.] That's right. [He wishes he could say this as smoothly as he'd like, but he's breathless and it's more difficult to put words together than he wants to show.] Let us hear you, Nate. Let... fuck.
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He reaches up to drag his fingers through Nathan's hair on the side opposite of the ear Ferran's whispering in, nails dragging.] That's right. [He wishes he could say this as smoothly as he'd like, but he's breathless and it's more difficult to put words together than he wants to show.] Let us hear you, Nate. Let... fuck.
[Well, it was nice while it lasted.]