[Steve took the glass and grinned widely as James settled on his lap. He set his drink aside in favor of pulling the man closer, both hands on James' ass as he sighed with pleasure. He loved having James on his lap. He loved having the man anywhere nearby, but on his lap as a favorite. Steve squeezed James' ass just a little, massaging the firm muscles lightly.]


Well, I don't get presents often. In fact, I can't remember the last one save the journal you gave me. And I can never predict what you might do James. You're fascinating as hell. Why shouldn't I be curious?


[He leaned in and pressed a light kiss to the man's throat, mumbling against skin. Steve didn't care if he never got a gift, he just enjoyed the teasing. And James. He'd happily just sit next to the man and sip scotch if that was what James really wanted, but the chance to worship the man was one he never turned down.]


You could always give me something else to focus on though. I'm flexible.