Stephen decided that not scening at the moment had been the smartest thing he had done today, because the more Adrian talked, the more he wanted to show him exactly how he'd felt the entire night with Adrian so distant. It was not a good thing.
His hands slid lower, cupping Adrian's arse, fingers spreading him and brushing against his hole. "That good, ah? I guess I can't ruin my reputation, then. Hands and knees, baby," he said while smacking Adrian's arse.