[Even a bodybuilder would have trouble moving Steve if he didn't want to be moved, and James' strength, while impressive for someone with his build, was barely enough to make him rock a little, if he hadn't expected the shove. As it was, he let himself stumble back with a smirk, fetching up against the wall with a grunt that wasn't necessary. Steve let James pin him and laughed, moving his hands to the man's hips and holding tightly, jerking James in close. He went for the man's neck again, giving it a real bite, though keeping it just shy of real pain, far from breaking the skin. He dragged his tongue over the mark and mumbled against wet skin, smirking.]


We'll see if we can fix that. Eventually. For now, which way to the ropes? And which side is the bed on? We'll see if I can get you on the blankets and tied down before you can run.