When Stephen slid his cock against him, head almost catching on his rim, Adrian shuddered bodily, his cock dripping precome. "Stephen, please," he whispered, not sure if he could take much more of the teasing, not without one hell of an incentive.
"Now," Adrian added at Stephen's reply, tugging at Stephen's lower lip and pushing back against his fingers, knees sliding a little wider when Stephen added a third finger. He felt full, not quite enough, but it would do for the moment. "I am ready, come on, baby. I've got three of your fingers already," he said, flexing around the digits. "You won't hurt me, I promise."