He raised an eyebrow slowly, licking his lips and pressing close with a soft groan. "We both know you don't wanna shut me up." He whispered against his lips, thumbing down his chin carefully.

"Unless it means fucking my mouth." He whispered before closing his eyes and grinding against him. "Stop holding back. I want to hear you." He growled, stroking a bit faster.

He thought about it for a moment, still stroking over his cock as he stared. "Why not both? We're young enough that we can both go again fairly quickly. Because I want you. I want you bad, Steve."