"If I decided someone else could touch you?" He smiles against the crook of Steven's neck, "Just a few touches," He asks, hands going to rub the inside of Steven's thighs, avoiding the blond's cock, "You're already nice and naked sitting here in my lap, where everyone can see you." He laughs soft and warm, "I probably wouldn't let anyone else touch you, just look, see how well you behave." He pauses, taking a sip from his glass, "You would try to behave, I assume?"