Title: Leather
Author: Trowa B
Rating: FRT
Notes: For honeyjojames prompt over on comment_fic
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Nate's always liked Eliot's brown leather jacket. An off-the-peg jacket, it fits Eliot's shoulders like a glove, but hits a little too low on the body, a little too long in the wrist.
It makes him look younger; something about that jacket makes him relax more and it takes years off him.
But the thing Nate likes most about the jacket?
Peeling the supple leather off Eliot's hard body at the end of a job so that they can both get down to some proper relaxation. Relaxation that involves a different kind of leather altogether.
He snaps the cock ring in place and guides Eliot to kneel, running a hand through the other man's long hair and meeting his gaze for a long moment before giving a brief nod and starting the scene, watching with fascination as Eliot falls into the right headspace.
