[Garrett let out another sound with the harsh yank on his hair, almost yelping with pain as Steve leaned in close. Fuck, he was so hard, aching in so many ways, feeling utterly helpless before this man's strength. (That was always a hot button for him- as huge and strong as he was, it was very rare for him to meet someone who could thoroughly overpower him. Almost nothing was more exciting to him than being made helpless.)
The questions came one after the other, low and threatening and adding a note of faint moaning to his breaths. He frowned a little at the last, unsure of how to respond.]
I- don't know. [What? Unfair, why-] I want to be good for you.
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The questions came one after the other, low and threatening and adding a note of faint moaning to his breaths. He frowned a little at the last, unsure of how to respond.]
I- don't know. [What? Unfair, why-] I want to be good for you.