"G-god, I will, I absolutely will." Sean promises, and he wants it, he'd love to be able to just text Steve and tell him to come over. He can't imagine anything better than having Steve at his beck-and-call like that. Forget logistics, forget the world ending, just think about how fucking great it would be if he could tell Steve how much he wants to fuck him - or how much Sean wants to be fucked by him.

He lets out a shaky laugh when Steve asks how he looks and fuck. How does he look? "Amazing." Sean says, and his eyes dart down to where his cock is currently thrusting in and out of Steve fucking Roger's ass. "Fucking amazing- jesus, you look amazing, and you feel amazing, and- fuck, Steve, it's good, you're good."

Sean's got them into a good pace, fucking Steve nice and steady, doing his best to make him feel good. Because fuck, nothing's better than getting fucked just right by somebody. He feels so greedy right now as he looks over all of Steve, and how beautiful and strong he is. He starts to thrust faster and harder, trying to figure out how much he can give. He already knows that Steve will be able to take everything Sean can dish, and the real challenge is trying to give it to him before Sean falls apart. But he's going to try his best anyway for Steve, because he's so fucking good and he deserves to feel good too. "F-fuck, believe me Steve, I'll be blowing up your phone all the time, fuck, all the goddamn time. I don't know how anybody could ever get enough of you."