Nate's pulse was loud in his ears. He swallowed, throat dry as he watched Alan take off some of his clothing. The other was really a wolf, preying on him, but he was far from helpless. He knew he easily egged the alpha on, and licked his lips provocatively. He watched the other lay out the skimpy undergarment and bit his lower lip again, stifling a groan. On all fours, he moved to slip the bra on, then pulled the panties on. His breath caught as the lace rubbed over his cock, skin flushed and purple eyes heavy with lust. He toyed with what to say, finally settling on, "How was work?"<br/><br/>He shuffled over onto his knees until he was kneeling on the bed in front of Alan, looking at him hungrily. The heat wasn't hindering him. This was just raw, unbridled lust that he'd spent too much time denying. He liked what Alan did to him. He liked how he made him feel. Safe, yet humiliated, and oh so hot. "Kiss me?" he murmured, running his fingertips down Alan's chest. His nipple rings were on full display, Alan's initials framed by the little triangles. His cock was leaking, making the front of his panties wet, and god he ached to have something inside him. Preferably someone.