[usually Dohalim would make some sort of comment about how crass Steak is being right now, but he isn't really in any sort of position to admonish him while he has one leg wrapped around the other man's waist, with the other curled around Steak's. pressed flush against him, Dohalim can feel his own heated need against fabric, his cock wanting more than what is currently given to him.
leaning his head back to look at Steak properly, a hint of challenge under the literal glowing lust in his eyes]
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leaning his head back to look at Steak properly, a hint of challenge under the
literal glowing lust in his eyes]
Then what is stopping you?