Nathan doesn't seem entirely thrilled with the condom, but it's a subject that Davin isn't going to budge on. He's about to open his mouth and say something, but then Nathan is touching him and all that comes out is a low moan.

"It'll be good, I promise," Davin tells him, reaching out to bury his fingers in Nathan's hair and watching as he sinks down onto his knees. "Fuck, you're hot."