Neil shifts a little bit, just enough to realign their hips. Rather than rubbing his ass against Steve, he rocks his hips against him, hips rolling lazily. He almost wishes he was still hard, still on the verge of things and not just sensitive and starting to soften. With the lube, it makes slipping and sliding against each other an easy thing.

He sort of laughs, just a breathless thing, mouth brushing Steve's chin. "If lube didn't taste so weird, I'd blow you again."