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@Fraust

"I-I dunno… it's… I'm just… I think it's making me very nervous and I'm not exactly sure why other than I like you. I'm incredibly sensitive to touch, as you've probably noticed, and you being up against my wings like that… w-well, let's just say my wings are probably the most sensitive." Nathaniel kept his eyes fixated on the floor. "I'm… I'm getting lightheaded from it again…"

@Festive_Fenrir

V nuzzled Into his neck "I would never hurt you. I know your wings are sensitive, more than most angel wings. I don't want to make you feel like you have to be nervous for your safety around me."

@Fraust

"I'm not scared for my safety or anything… I know you wouldn't hurt me. It's just, when my wings are touched, it makes me feel all hot and tingly. I'm… not used to that feeling, and I guess that could be why it makes me nervous." Nathaniel shivered again when V touched his neck.
(Basically he gets low-key turned on and is confused lol)

@Fraust

Nathaniel was still trembling, but he couldn't help a small grin from growing onto his face. "How… h-how do you mean, love?"

@Festive_Fenrir

V shrugged "the nervousness you're feeling might not be nervousness." he said "might be something else." he gently bit down on his skin

@Fraust

"W-What else could it be?" Nathaniel bit his lip and closed his eyes. "Does it… does it feel hot in here to you?"

@Festive_Fenrir

He laughed softly "being triggered by my closeness and touch," he explained, lightly brushing his lips against the nape of Nathaniel's neck

@Fraust

"Nnnn…" Chills went down Nathaniel's spine again, and his knees felt weak. He closed his eyes, still biting his lip to keep quiet.

@Festive_Fenrir

"you're a garbage liar, angel." he muttered, voice dropping low "you're breath is ragged and you're stuttering again," he noted, kissing his neck again

@Fraust

"No, I-I'm serious… I feel… good, I think." He let V support his weight, since his jelly legs weren't holding him up.

@Fraust

Nathaniel let out a quiet whine, not confident enough to moan yet. "I'm… I'm not used to this feeling, b-but I think it's a good one…"

@Festive_Fenrir

"it's called lust, angel. A desire for someone or something that's so strong that it overpowers your other senses. One of the seven deadly sons. You probably haven't heard of it since you're an angel." He explained

@Festive_Fenrir

He held him against him, lightly tracing the curves of the other's wings "you might not be their definition of an angel but you fit right in with mine." He muttered softly