[Steve was patient. He could spend hours kissing James and doing little else and be perfectly happy. He settled on James slowly, well aware he weighed a lot, but he wanted to feel the man against him. Steve let his hands slide under James, circling the man's back and waist loosely as he kept kissing.
God he liked to kiss.
His tongue slid against James' and stroked it, tasted every corner of the man's mouth. He traced teeth and tested the sharpness, enjoying the little thrill. Steve was hungry for more, so much more, but he could wait. At the moment, all James could probably stand was what he was doing. Of course, every once in a while he couldn't help rocking his hips just a little. He was hard as hell and James had to know it, but it didn't hurt to remind the man what still waited.]
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God he liked to kiss.
His tongue slid against James' and stroked it, tasted every corner of the man's mouth. He traced teeth and tested the sharpness, enjoying the little thrill. Steve was hungry for more, so much more, but he could wait. At the moment, all James could probably stand was what he was doing. Of course, every once in a while he couldn't help rocking his hips just a little. He was hard as hell and James had to know it, but it didn't hurt to remind the man what still waited.]