Sam squeezed him teasingly again, pumping his fist slowly over Sasuke's cock. He loved the sound of his voice, the teasing and coaxing him into more. Sam could deny it all he wanted, but he couldn't deny he wasn't interested in getting rough, in getting the submission he wanted. Sasuke wasn't fighting, at least not in the way that told him to really stop.

Leaning down, he bit along his throat light though sharp enough he'd be able to feel it. His own hips pushed forward to grind against Sasuke, let him feel how hard he was already. "Think you really want to fight this?"