[His voice was low and husky, eyes moving over James' body slowly as his smirk dimmed, hunger crawling over his face as he licked his lips. The need to lose himself was clawing at him, to just forget for a little while. Steve rested a knee on the bed, then some of his weight, depressing the mattress and making James' body roll slightly toward him. Being rough wasn't his first inclination, but now that the man was tied it didn't much matter. He could take his time for the moment, at least until James started bitching.
Steve ran a hand from the middle of James' chest, down the man's body to his groin, letting it rest there a moment, the long caress firm and fast atop James' clothes. He rubbed a little, glancing at the man's face with a faint smirk. James felt good under his touch, firm and warm, and it was going to be so much ruining those clothes . . .]
What's your favorite James? The thing no else will do for you?
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[His voice was low and husky, eyes moving over James' body slowly as his smirk dimmed, hunger crawling over his face as he licked his lips. The need to lose himself was clawing at him, to just forget for a little while. Steve rested a knee on the bed, then some of his weight, depressing the mattress and making James' body roll slightly toward him. Being rough wasn't his first inclination, but now that the man was tied it didn't much matter. He could take his time for the moment, at least until James started bitching.
Steve ran a hand from the middle of James' chest, down the man's body to his groin, letting it rest there a moment, the long caress firm and fast atop James' clothes. He rubbed a little, glancing at the man's face with a faint smirk. James felt good under his touch, firm and warm, and it was going to be so much ruining those clothes . . .]
What's your favorite James? The thing no else will do for you?