"And if I did it again now, it'd be because a) you're out of it, and b) we'd still be walking on a marble floor," Stephen answered, because it was always a good time to be logical. He laughed at the threat. "I don't know, baby. My mouth would be so close to your cock, how can you resist that."
Stephen glared at Adrian. "You're joking right? You expect me to take a sleeping potion, are you out of your mind? I don't stay awake because I'm physically unable to sleep; I stay awake because I worry. It's fine, when I get too sleepy, I rest and when you do the night turns, I actually sleep."
He smiled. "I offered to leave you alone. I even told you that you didn't have to take me out. You must have wanted something other than me leaving you alone, or we wouldn't have gotten anywhere." He closed his arms around Adrian, one hand resting on Adrian's chest. "There was a moment, at the estate, when we were arguing that I was ready to leave, and then I couldn't, because I'd promised you and I didn't want to leave you alone. That's the only time that I considered leaving. Ever. The other times, I was ready to put up with anything you wanted."