The blush, the way the kid panted, the way he shook. It fed the demon the drink had woken in Steve and mellowed him a little. Just enough that he didn't feel the need to be violent. Commanding yes, but not strictly violent. Hurting someone so pitiful just wasn't much fun. Yoon had already given up.

He sighed at the plea and then made a decision. Steve stepped back and let Yoon go only to grab the slender body and throw it over his shoulder. There were no princess carrys at the moment. He laid a hand on the boy's ass to hold him steady and started walking for a dark corner.

"I'm not done with you yet Yoon. We're going to teach you how to be more vocal and assertive. Or at least a little less pathetic."