Sasha clenched tight, his mouth slightly open in pleasure when his expression suddenly fell. Whatever had startled him just then, Nathan started to feel it too, enough that he was pulled brutally from his euphoria.
“N-Nate…” Sasha shivered.
It felt like clawed fingers were tearing at Nathan’s heart, even though Sasha’s hands were human and holding onto him gently.
Sasha lifted up until he was nearly sitting. Nathan accommodated, still maintaining their connection. Sasha took Nathan’s face in his hands. “You feel it…” he said, maybe a little amazed but also heartbroken. “Forgive me.”
“I already did. I said I did,” Nathan said, stomach tight since the friction and heat between them was still building.