Henry pulled back, "Alright," Henry said, pressing a kiss to the bite marks along Steven's thighs. He listens to Henry's heart rate closing his eyes for a moment,s slowing his stroke to something closer to a teaching fondling of Steven's cock.

He pulls Steven back into his lap like he weighs no more than a puppy, making him face out to the bar, a few demons watching them from across the room. He presses kisses long Steven's neck, and as he bites down where neck and should meet, he goes back to long firm strokes.