He's still a little bit stoned, so maybe that's why Maeve kissing him while jerking him off has him feeling dazed out of his mind. Or maybe it's just because it's her, and sometimes he can't believe how lucky he is. She could have anyone, and she's with him.

"Oh god," he breathes out once her kisses start moving downward, cock twitching eagerly in her grip. Her teeth against his nipple send a jolt of pleasure-pain through him and he hisses, chuckling a bit as he slides his fingers into her damp hair, brushing it back away from her face as he lifts his head to look down at her.

"Are you heading where I think you're heading?" Steve asks, grinning breathlessly and biting his bottom lip as her hand drags back up the length of his cock. "Because that'd be about the best thing ever."