Adrian let Stephen push him back onto the pillow, stilling for a second at his words but pushing them aside. He knew Stephen hadn't said them to hurt him and he calmed himself, unable to bite back the whimper at Stephen's hand around him, clever fingers moving, squeezing and pulling at his cock until it started to harden again.
"Don't care when or how I come," he replied, eyes locked on Stephen's. He wasn't sure why he was giving Stephen the choice, especially when he knew it would be painful to come again but he wanted to do this for him, he'd said he would. "I can make it to three."