[ Steve squirms again, bracing his hands up on the bed to steady himself. It's not perfect, but it's enough for the moment and he's got the means to bear down, to rock his hips with each push of his fingers. The addition of a third isn't unexpected, but it punches a little noise out of him, Steve's back arching just a touch as he looks over his shoulder, hair falling in his eyes. ]
Wouldn't have been afraid of it if you'd done the right thing.
[ And yeah, the bedroom isn't the place to bring out the bickering but he can't stop himself. ]
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Wouldn't have been afraid of it if you'd done the right thing.
[ And yeah, the bedroom isn't the place to bring out the bickering but he can't stop himself. ]