He leaned down and kissed the back of Steve's hand over his own, winking affectionately at his lover, but he tilted his head to listen for signs that someone had heard them. There was nothing, but his breath had picked up and he kissed the side of Steve's ear. "God you sound and feel amazing," he whispered, easing the grip of his hand. He wanted to see Steve struggle to be quiet.

He set his hands on either side of his lover's head and began to pick up his pace and the strength of his thrusting. Goddamn, it felt good. Who knew screwing a guy felt like this? He made soft throaty grunts with each one, not at all minding the time and place.