Liam moved back, ensuring that Mike couldn't catch his lips. Not without his permission. A lesson he'd taught long ago.

The acid in that word makes Liam narrow his eyes. Pride and jealousy were set aside. They didn't matter right now, because Mike didn't deserve either. He'd shown that, now. Liam had gotten ahead of himself. Put too much value on something that was still a work in progress. Something that still needed to be trained.

"Will you?" He said, sounding less than pleased. "Or do you need to be taught..." he dipped his head ever so slightly, letting his lips brush over Mike's. "...how to watch your mouth." He thought of that first day with Mike. He hadn't used that metal gag much after that, but perhaps it was just the reminder the junkie needed.