This was entirely about feeling. The bright, fast passion from the pool had cooled with Booker's orgasm, leaving them aching for each other but no longer rushed. That combined with their immortality assisted refractory periods and they could do this all day.

Nicky had every intention of keeping Booker his hostage for as long as he could get away with it.

Sealing his lips around one of Booker's nipples, he grazed his teeth over it, hopefully distracting the other man from how he reached for the bottle of lube at their side. He wanted it to be a surprise when he sat up and reached between them to trace Booker's rim with slick fingers.