He growled and his hands tightened on Henry's shoulders. Steve's eyes narrowed as he looked down at the man, "No touching. Don't you truss me up an lay me down and let people touch me Henry. I won't agree with that. No one touches me but you." He relaxed a little, that teasing hand soothing some of the irritation.

"Maybe people could watch. Maybe. No touching." Steve leaned down again and let his lips brush Henry's ear as he spoke, "I'm really not good at behaving Henry. Though I might be bribed . . ."