"You're sick on when you need the feel to bitch," Stephen answered chuckling.
"Mmm, how about we don't argue," he said, between kisses and bites. He loved Adrian's neck, not because it was a masterpiece, but because it always drove Adrian insane, stealing the best noises from him, and of course, guaranteeing that he'd come like there was no tomorrow with the right amount of pressure.
Stephen kissed him again, silencing the pleas for a few moments, while he blinding reached for his wand. He cast the spell to prepare Adrian, and pressed the head of his cock against the ring. "Anything you want, baby," he said as he pressed in slowly, heat drawing him in until he was buried inside his husband.