Adrian whined when Stephen squeezed again, resting his forehead against Stephen's shoulder because whilst it felt so good, the cock ring was still tight around him as Stephen bloody well knew.
At the demand, Adrian reached for his t-shirt and pulled it on without a care for his hair, knowing he had to look a sight with swollen lips and a collar around his neck. Even he wasn't stupid enough to think that he didn't look gorgeous.
"We can go now?" he asked, not presuming anything when Stephen was like this, not even moving off of his lap just in case he changed his mind.