Sinful desires: MM Steamy compilation
We stood in front of Steve now, awkward and freshly scrubbed, like kids caught sneaking out past curfew.
“Uhmm…” Leon scratched the back of his head, cheeks faintly pink. “T-thank you…”
Steve raised an eyebrow, leaning against the desk with his arms crossed. He was dressed now—simple black tee, jeans, looking every bit the composed dominant who’d orchestrated the whole thing.
“For what?”
Leon shifted his weight. “Not taking advantage of my brother?”
Steve’s lips twitched. “And?”
Leon exhaled sharply. “And… for pulling me out of my head. For giving me a taste of what I’ve always wanted.”