[ If he wanted to feel it, Steve would give it to him. He bit and sucked a vivid red-purple bruise on his skin as he pinned his lover down to rut into him, hard and brutal and unforgiving, just the way he knew he liked it.
He heard it, the trills that issued from his throat, the arousal that delighted him and made him keep going. Steve had thought that he wouldn't be able to hear it again, the sounds that he made, and by this time he was pounding him into the mattress, reaching around to grasp his cock and jerk him off. ]
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He heard it, the trills that issued from his throat, the arousal that delighted him and made him keep going. Steve had thought that he wouldn't be able to hear it again, the sounds that he made, and by this time he was pounding him into the mattress, reaching around to grasp his cock and jerk him off. ]