"N-No." He cleared his throat.and.adjusted the way he sat. "I didn’t even realize this was a gay club, he just dragged out for drinks. I think he knew tho."
Steve still had a hard time admitting he was interested in men.
Clint smiled, giving the soldier a…
The tone of his voice during the threat and the way he moved had Steve’s mouth gone dry and his jeans rapidly growing tighter. His gaze rakes over his physique, desperately wanting to see how those.muscles would feel under his fingers and tongue.
“This your first lap dance?” Clint asked, grinding his ass against Steve’s crotch, hands resting on the soldier’s knees.
"Y-Yes." He keeps his hands to himself, frowning slightly art the question.