[ There’s a flash of frustration in his eyes at that refusal and his own inability to budge Steve’s meaty arm. He could just Geass him… but Geass is what his transformations are punishing him for.
A movement behind Steve’s head makes him grin again ]
Shots aren’t for quenching thirst, soldier, they’re for the enjoyment of the taste
[ As a succubus walks into reach with a tray he picks up a shotglass with a smooth motion, gulps the drink and drops the glass back before she leaves. His eyes are shining in triumphant anticipation now as he leans in, going for a kiss that’ll share the liquid in his mouth and finally force Steve to feel the same burning meed he’s subjected to. That need is all too clear; in plastering himself against Steve’s body he’s pressed his aching erection, long and slender and trapped in his tight trousers, against the broader man’s hips ]
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A movement behind Steve’s head makes him grin again ]
Shots aren’t for quenching thirst, soldier, they’re for the enjoyment of the taste
[ As a succubus walks into reach with a tray he picks up a shotglass with a smooth motion, gulps the drink and drops the glass back before she leaves. His eyes are shining in triumphant anticipation now as he leans in, going for a kiss that’ll share the liquid in his mouth and finally force Steve to feel the same burning meed he’s subjected to. That need is all too clear; in plastering himself against Steve’s body he’s pressed his aching erection, long and slender and trapped in his tight trousers, against the broader man’s hips ]