"You think so, do you?" Adrian asked, thinking 'fuck no' about the entire thing. It wasn't so much that other people would seem him like that as surprise because Stephen had never made him do anything of the sort and a cock cage sounded worse than a cock ring. He still wasn't stupid - or, as he was starting to think, intelligent - enough to say no though. "We'll see," he settled for instead.
He grinned, leaning down to kiss Stephen once more. "You'll never make me hate your cock, love, and that's what I'll always beg the prettiest for."
Adrian nodded, slowing his fingers down inside him and feeling every twist, groaning every time the knuckle of his finger brushed the edge of his hole. "I need you," he answered, gaze still fixed squarely on Stephen's face. "Want you so much, always do. Can- Let me touch my prostate?" he asked, deliberately avoiding it with his fingers until Stephen said otherwise.