Liam continues to admire his own work. His fingers trace over seams and buckles, reveling in how secure the whole thing is. It had been quite some time since he'd had someone co-operative enough to make this work. It hadn't fit anyone else quite so well, but on Mike it fit like a glove. Like it was meant for him and him alone. He needed a moment to collect himself, because as he inspected the complete piece he found himself wanting more and more to shove Mike's face into the floor and have his way with him. But that would ruin his plans.

"Now..." Liam said, his voice more breath than anything. To punctuate the single word, he dropped his hand to Mike's lap and ever so lightly dragged his fingers down the man's shaft. "...you get on the bed and show me that ass of yours. Because your lesson has only just begun."