Nate moaned again as he was groped harder, panting a few times before Zane pulled away. Nate was reluctant to let him go, hands trailing down his arms until the demon was out of reach. He was distracted soon after though, Elrenic sliding his hands over Nate’s sensitive neck and down his arm. At the question, his hazy brain was only able to muster up a shake of his head before he was being kissed, their tongues meeting, making Nate moan the loudest yet. He wanted to feel that mouth everywhere on his body. He wanted to feel their hands touch every inch of him...<br/><br/>He heard Zane come back over, and Elrenic let him go, and he sat up so he would be able to take the drink. It looked pretty, a deep, forest, emerald green. He really liked that color for some reason, though he couldn’t remember why. His legs willingly spread for Zane, and he reached out to take the glass only to have it pulled back.<br/><br/>“My name?” Nate repeated, confused as to why that was important right now. But if Zane wanted it... he’d do anything to make him happy right now. “Nathaniel... Nate...” He made another grab for the drink, biting his lip and generally looking very fetching with his hair and crisp button down looking all messy and disheveled.