"You know you're really not endearing yourself to me right now," he said, trying hard not to pout when Stephen laughed at him. He pushed the heel of his hand against Stephen's cock to shut him up, kissing him hard. "You'll stay with me anyway. Don't even say 'might'."
Adrian raised his eyebrows. "You don't want to fuck me, hmmm? You liar," he said, smiling. "And I've never threatened your masculinity, only appreciated it... Constantly," he added.
"What, no carrying me to bed this time?" he joked, moving off of Stephen's lap before he could get any ideas. He unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them off, bare-footed as usual when he was walking around their rooms. "Well, don't just sit there- Honestly, you're terrible at this fucking me senseless malarkey," he joked, laughing happily as he headed to their bedroom.