Sean's hands squeeze Steve's thighs to assure him that he's heard him loud and clear. He drops his right hand and wraps it around the base of Steve's shaft, stroking him while his mouth bobs faster along the top of Steve's cock. If he's not going to last, that's fine, that's more than fine. They've got all evening for this, plenty of time for another round or two, especially since Sean's willing to put down money that if anyone's got enough stamina to go again multiple times in one night, it's absolutely Captain America.

His eyes look up at Steve, crawling up that broad and muscular torso and resting on the sliver of face he can see when Steve's head is thrown back. Jesus but he's handsome, and even moreso when he's making all those lovely sounds. Sean'll do anything to keep hearing them. Christ, he sounds so good. His hand starts pumping Steve faster and his mouth stays on Steve's cock, eager to find out exactly what he tastes like when he comes.