Those whimpers were going to be Stark's undoing. Shifting, he moved his hand to try and get a grip on the other man's slick cock, stroking it as he ran his thumb over the head. Pushing up on his knees, driving into him hard and fast now, no rhythm, just desperate and needy.

"Come on, baby. I want to feel it," he growled. "Want to feel you come for me."