I can't remember how Duke's powers work, but go with me on this one.
Nathan was happy. That was the most important thing. He'd come straight to him the minute he realized he could feel again. Duke hadn't been in town of course, but he got Nathan's note and several phone calls and texts. Nathan never called or texted him, so he knew right away his mission had been successful.
Duke hadn't been back on his boat more than a few minutes when he heard Nathan above deck calling him. Duke wasn't sure he could do this now; celebrate the way they'd done before when Nathan got his feeling back. That time he hadn't been the cause of it. That time he hadn't smothered a helpless old man in a nursing home to break the only curse he really cared about.
"Down here," Duke answered wearily. He tried to put his game face on and prepare for a night or maybe several nights of hot sex with the new Chief Wournos. He wondered how long it would be before his deeds found him out. How long before someone would be able to connect Max Hansen, Sr.'s death to a long haired goateed visitor. How long would it be before all roads led back to Haven and Nathan would know the truth.
"Where've you been? Did you get my messages?"
"Yeah...um, I've been away."
Duke was surprised when Nathan didn't press him for where he'd been and what he'd been up to. Of course, the Nathan standing in front of him was much different from the trouble chief of police. He was smiling and practically vibrating with excitement. This Nathan Wournos didn't wait for further explanation. Instead, he began a physical assault on Duke's mouth, kissing and biting and forcing his tongue inside.
Duke allowed himself to be assaulted. It felt good to have Nathan initiate sex for a change. He was manhandled, stripped, forced backwards towards his bed and fucked liked he'd never been fucked before.
"I can feel again," Nathan chanted over and over again throughout the attack. He groaned it one last time before he came.
Collapsing against Duke's chest, he showered it with kisses and stated with emphasis. "I can feel you again."
Duke kissed Nathan's hair and forced himself to ask how. He knew if he didn't it would seem suspicious
"Don't know," Nathan answered joyfully. "Don't care. This time I'm going to enjoy it until it stops."
Nathan reached down and squeezed Duke's now limp dick to emphasize his point.
"I hope it never ends," Duke whispered against Nathan's short locks, holding him tighter against him and knowing full well it wouldn't end.
The only end Duke worried about now, was the end to he and Nathan should Nathan ever find out that his paternal grandfather had been murdered.
