The heat of Cater's hand wrapping around him, the grip that wasn't his own, the full force of Cater's feelings for him were going straight to Natsume's head. He only briefly broke the kiss to suck in a breath, holding it a few seconds as he tried to keep himself from getting overwhelmed.

"Y-yours too..." Natsume wasn't any better at coordination at this point. He was trying to keep from getting entirely swept up in the moment, because if he did, there was a good chance he'd end it all way too soon. Perhaps all the times he'd had to be quick and quiet in the middle of the night, or worse, early mornings, had caught up with him. Maybe it was simply the effect Cater himself had on him.

His hand fumbled- why was it so hard to work a button from this side of things? It wasn't long before he was drawing Cater's length out as well, his hand immediately stroking up and down, gauging without looking.