Nathaniel dug a heel into the bedding, arching his back with a cry as Alan slid a finger inside him. His eyes rolled, moaning out as he teased his prostate. "I think you like it when I'm a brat, though," he breathed, voice hoarse as his cock continued to leak. Goddamn but it still wasn't enough for him. He wanted Alan inside him, or something with more substance. His head lolled to the side, staring at his exposed body while Alan slid a second digit inside him. He whimpered. He could see Alan's fingers inside him and it was so hot. When Alan let his wrist go he curled it through Alan's hair, arched beautifully against his alpha's chest.<br/><br/>He began to pant, but Alan still wouldn't let him cum. He groaned and squirmed more, his hole clenching around his fingers. "Please Alan. Give me more. I want more." He wasn't so submissive like this, more demanding, but still eager to obey. Well, if forced to. Which Alan knew all the right points to hit with him. They were learning each others' kinks quite well. His nipples were hard and straining around the lacy bra, the front of his panties wet with precum. He ground himself against Alan's hand, trying to get more. Nate was growing frustrated, and he wanted to touch Alan more, but this position made that rather difficult. He tugged a bit harshly on Alan's hair when he touched his prostate again, the nails on his other hand digging into Alan's thigh. "Please," he hissed.