[ James just rolled his eyes at all the questions. Steve was going to lose him quickly if he kept ruining a perfectly fun night of kinky sex with talk about asshole alien species. ]
They're ugly as shit. And I don't know, they like blades. Who the fuck cares?
[ He sure didn't. He didn't want to talk about Klingons or Vulcans or anything else when he had Steve's solid weight pressed down on him, that firm ass rubbing against his clothed erection, those broad hands touching and studying every mark on his torso. He let out a soft hum when Steve touched the marks of his own nails more gently, again tugging on the ropes wrapped around his wrists.
But then Steve asked that, and he couldn't help barking out a laugh. ]
You're kidding, right? As if I'd ever give them that satisfaction. No, I broke free and pressed the hot iron right between their eyes. See if they liked that.
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They're ugly as shit. And I don't know, they like blades. Who the fuck cares?
[ He sure didn't. He didn't want to talk about Klingons or Vulcans or anything else when he had Steve's solid weight pressed down on him, that firm ass rubbing against his clothed erection, those broad hands touching and studying every mark on his torso. He let out a soft hum when Steve touched the marks of his own nails more gently, again tugging on the ropes wrapped around his wrists.
But then Steve asked that, and he couldn't help barking out a laugh. ]
You're kidding, right? As if I'd ever give them that satisfaction. No, I broke free and pressed the hot iron right between their eyes. See if they liked that.