Stein laughed and captured Birkin's lips again, rocking against his thigh as he added a third finger and stretched him mercilessly.

"Romantic, maybe," he said genuinely amused. His own voice had gone breathless with lust, but it was mostly anticipation at this point. "Have you ever done this before, Birkin?" he murmured between kisses. "I mean, down here." He punctuated the words with a rub of his fingers to Birkin's prostate.