"What would you like me to call you?" He asks, pressing a soft, brief kiss to Steven's lips. He pushes the dress away and onto the floor, "You tell me what you want to be tonight?" He says, picking up Steven's glass and holding it to the man's lips, "Drink a little so that I can have a taste; if it's in your blood, I can have some," He smiles a little, letting his hand move from Steve's neck to start trailing along Steven's back again fingers tracing the line of the young man's spine.