After being slung over James' shoulder and taken back to the Normandy, Steve anticipated the next step being making love with his presumably new boyfriend. He was sadly mistaken.
James took Steve to Deck 3, the Crew Quarters, and to the Starboard Observation room, laying him gently on the couch. James squeezed in behind Steve, wrapping both arms around the man and snuggling his face into the back of Steve's neck. This was nice. Very nice.
Steve remained quiet for a while, buzzed, but not drunk, so he knew exactly what he was doing and saying. "You don't want to have sex? I thought that's why you kind of just carried me all the way back to the Normandy?"
"Despite what you think, Chico, I move slowly. I don't just lay down and let you rub my belly. You gotta gain my trust. Besides, I don't like men, remember?" There was a playful tone to his voice now. Any other time James said that phrase, he was serious. In a way, Steve felt special to have changed his mind. Or maybe James had been denying his bisexuality all along.
Steve turned over and buried his face between James' pecs, inhaling his scent. A slight musk, but he smelled like soap and deodorant as well. "I'm surprised, Mister Vega. Didn't think you would ever give me the time of day."
"I like you too, Esteban. A lot. I just have to figure some things out, okay? Isn't me kissing you enough for right now? It means I like you a lot, yeah? Am I...not what you expected?" James was honestly fucking terrified of loving another man, mostly because he had never done it before. But knowing Steve, Steve was kind, non-judgmental, and he truly did like James a LOT. Maybe this relationship about to happen was exactly what Steve needed to move on from Robert and allow himself happiness.
James sat up for a moment and took his shirt off, flinging it across the room, then did the same with Steve's shirt. He leaned down and kissed Steve's lips, chaste, before moving on to his neck and sucking a few dark spots onto his neck. Oh, the sounds Steve made only excited James enough to continue downwards.
Steve arched his back off of the couch, his hands gripping onto the edges of it as if his life depended on it. He had no idea what James had in store for him, but he was so excited for it, even if it didn't mean sex necessarily. "Oh...!" He arched his back even more when James took one of his nipples into his mouth and bit it between his teeth, smirking up at him.
Steve loved the feel of James' rough calloused hands running along his body, touching his hips and sliding his pants down further, just until the hem of his briefs were visible. Please, James, don't stop!
James flipped the smaller man over and loosened Steve's belt, pulling the man's pants and briefs down over his bubble butt, zipper and button still intact. It was a slightly tight fit, but James forced the pants and briefs down, having no time or patience for the button and zipper. "Eh, Chico, you've got a damn good ass. About time I saw some of your body while you've had months worth of time to stare at mine. Granted, I was flaunting like a damn cock." James spread the man's cheeks and leaned down, giving the hole a lick. It was surprisingly addicting, even with just one lick. He found himself easily leaning down for another taste, then another before his mouth was attached fully to the hole and sucking it, running his tongue along the puckering hole.
Steve reached back with one hand and grabbed a handful of the man's faux hawk, holding onto it for dear life. He pushed his ass back against James' face, a warmth building deep inside of his abdomen. "Oh, James...! Lick my fucking hole...mm! Feels so...good!" It must have felt damn good if James got Steve to swear like that. What a turn on!
James pulled his mouth away to spit on the hole, hissing lightly at Steve's death-grip on his hair. "Chico, gotta let go if you want me to move on, okay?" He shut one eye as the hair pulling began to hurt a little.
Steve slowly released the tuft of hair and flipped over, raising his legs so he could unlace his boots and kick them off, along with his pants and briefs. He smiled when James slowly slid Steve's socks off to suck on his toes, giving Steve narrowed bedroom eyes, and hissing through swollen pink lips.
"Speak Spanish to me while you fuck my ass, okay, baby?" Steve spoke very calmly, almost afraid to ask for his kink to be fed. His hand flew down to his already-hard cock and began to gently pump it. "Mm...please?"
James slowly placed kisses along Steve's inner legs, dragging his wet tongue along Steve's inner thigh once above the knee. "You got it, Esteban." His name rolled off of his tongue like silk, too easily, and damn sexy at that. James quickly used one hand to unbutton, unzip, and shove his pants and briefs off, sporting a nicely sized and thick uncut cock. James grabbed Steve's hand and moved it away from his cock, only to rub his own cock against Steve's. Both men arched their backs simultaneously at the sensation of pleasure, especially when it had been so long since they had last had any form of sexual contact.
"¿te gusta eso? You like that? I think it feels pretty fucking good, Esteban." James moved his hips forward, hissing every time in pleasure as the heads of their dicks rubbed on the underside of one another. It was pure bliss!
Steve reached his hand back down and smirked up at the younger man, grabbing both of their cocks in one hand and stroking them together. "You're good in bed, Mister Vega, but I know all of the secrets only gay men know. Let me teach you. This, for example..." It didn't seem like much of a secret to James, but the way Steve stroked them together was unlike anything he had ever felt before.
James found himself thrusting in and out of his hand, trying to build his orgasm up so that he could just enter Steve and blow his load. Another part of him stopped the movement in his hips moments later, realizing that he in fact did not want to orgasm so soon and ruin the fun. Besides, he wanted to make Steve feel good, too.
James pulled away completely a few moments later, spreading Steve's legs wide. "We better hurry. Alenko loves this room." James proceeded to guide the head of his cock into Steve's hole. He thanked himself for being so thorough when eating his ass, saliva being their savior and lube right now.
Steve wrapped his arms around James' neck, his ankles hooking behind James' waist to pull him in closer. "Oh...!" He loved that James started the sexual encounter slow, just as slowly as he was gaining speed and filling the room with slapping skin-on-skin sounds.
James pressed wet kisses along Steve's jaw, wondering how long it had been since Steve had had any time alone with another man to release his sexual tension. Probably a long time with how Steve seemed to be moving his hips to match James' rhythm to squeeze out every bit of affection James had to give him.
Steve reached between his thighs, taking his erection in hand and pumping it quickly. His free hand roamed over James' chest, feeling his muscles and mentally appreciating them. Small moans filled the room that seemed to get louder and more high-pitched as James continued on his journey.
Steve felt a little dribble of semen plop out of the head of his dick, causing his body to tense up and restrict in all the right ways, more semen shooting long strands of white pearls up his chest. Steve had meant to last a lot longer, but James was well-endowed and he simply couldn't help it.
James paused his hips to lean down and kiss Steve again, sucking the darker man's bottom lip into his mouth. "Damn, Chico...made a mess." James leaned his head down and licked up every drop of Steve's cum, swallowing it.
Steve gently pushed on James' shoulders, asking him quietly to lay back and let him go for a ride to finish the younger man off. James held onto Steve's thighs as he laid back, pulling the pilot into his lap. He was surprised when Steve didn't miss a beat and began lifting himself up and slamming back down.
James felt his balls tighten and draw up, his shaft flexing and cum filling the man's hole. "Fuck, Esteban! Ride my fucking dick, yeah!" James held onto Steve's thighs, bucking his hips to empty his balls into the man above him.
When all was said and done, Steve laid on James gently, moving his hips and pulling himself off of James' dick with a small wince. "Is this alright, Mister Vega? I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. In a way, I hope you're drunk so you don't remember this tomorrow. The shame, right?"
"Absolutely not, Esteban. I only had a few shots of alcohol and it didn't do shit to me. This is real, isn't it? We just made love. Don't you deny yourself that pleasure, Chico. You hear me?" James cupped Steve's face with both hands and pulled him down for a kiss.
"What will people say? Kaidan? He won't stop teasing you." Steve thought about the Major, how he would smirk and scold James for being reckless.
"Fuck Kaidan. He can suck my dick if he doesn't like this. I like what we have going on, Esteban. I'm just sorry it took me so long to realize I had a good man waiting for me. I'm right, aren't I?"
"For once, yes. You're right, James." Steve looked out at the nebula in the distance, finding peace in the dark room. The warmth of James' arms and his embrace was enough to lull him to sleep.