[Steve gave a breathy laugh and bit James' ear, hard enough to hurt, and took both hands away, sitting up. He looked down at the man as he leaned back, pinning both James' thighs to the bed with most of his weight with a grin.]


I see. This isn't my first rodeo James. You might be surprised at how well I can play this game. Did I tell you what I did back home for a living? Hmm?


[He wasn't proud of many things he'd done back home. He was even less proud of some of the things he'd done on the island, things that were helping him at the moment. But there was no denying he had a talent for being cruel when the occasion called for it. Or how much it appealed sometimes to hurt someone. At the moment, he was going to make James wait. And want.]