Liam's hands returned to kneading Mike's ass, letting out a sound of his own that was almost a moan in its own right. God, Mike sounded good when he was so very undone. Well, it was more that he'd pushed Mike to that point that was doing it for him than anything. The knowledge that months of work had pushed Mike to a point where he wanted to get off. Where he was still counting and obeying, even as he fell apart.

One hand pulled away for a moment as he put his finger into his mouth. He took his time, not giving any indication of what he was actually doing, until he lowered his hand and let that damp finger press against Mike's hole. He didn't press it inside, but just slowly circled with it, teasing and threatening. Nothing but his saliva to serve as lubrication.

"Just one more. Are you going to be good and take it?" There was a warning in his voice, as if he didn't think Mike would be able to follow through for this last step. As if it could possibly ever be the last.