[ At least Steve wasn't taunting him so hard as to completely ignore his arousal, or delay the gratification. He moaned in sheer relief as he stroked his cock, his own leg shifting so he was rubbing his knee and thigh eagerly between Steve's legs, getting that cock real nice and hard for him. ]
Always ready for your mouth, Steve.
[ No small amount of truth there. Steve could literally turn him over and eat him out just about anywhere, and James would be moaning and demanding more before long. ]
Go on, then— [ He tugged on Steve's hair, this time more purposefully guiding him closer to his groin. ] Help yourself. Wouldn't want you starving.
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Always ready for your mouth, Steve.
[ No small amount of truth there. Steve could literally turn him over and eat him out just about anywhere, and James would be moaning and demanding more before long. ]
Go on, then— [ He tugged on Steve's hair, this time more purposefully guiding him closer to his groin. ] Help yourself. Wouldn't want you starving.