He wasn't expecting it. Maybe he was. Maybe he wasn't expecting Steve specifically. Either way, he had been trying to get any and all attention for hours, days maybe, and when it happened, it was a sudden rush of speed and touch and exhilarating grasp.

He grinned and twisted in Steve's grasp, a playful struggle in that strong grasp that he knew could overpower him easily. He caught the man's gaze and, grinning, exerted a bit of that feeling of needy compulsion that had been working, growing through him in months past.

"Have you been looking for me?" he purred.