[Ambrosia. A taste Steve had thought he'd never have again. Despite Lucifer's supposed promise, he'd thought James was lost to him forever, but as he sucked down every drop the man gave, he basked in the sensations. The yanking on his hair, the way James' body rammed into his mouth, making breathing impossible until the man finally fell back. Then they were both panting and shaking, Steve smirking down at the man as he lay there bonelessly.
Was there ever a more beautiful sight than a sated James?
Steve sat back on his heels, stroking the insides of James' thighs absently. His eyes moved over the man's body, taking it in yet again. He'd never have enough of seeing James. Ever. And he wanted to make sure the man was completely relaxed when he was flipped, it would make sure there were no accidental injuries.]
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Was there ever a more beautiful sight than a sated James?
Steve sat back on his heels, stroking the insides of James' thighs absently. His eyes moved over the man's body, taking it in yet again. He'd never have enough of seeing James. Ever. And he wanted to make sure the man was completely relaxed when he was flipped, it would make sure there were no accidental injuries.]
Delicious.