Date: 2018-04-22 02:06 am (UTC)
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The moment that John nosed at his neck, he leaned his head back as far as he could and closed his eyes, giving the man as much access to his skin as he could.

His whole body thrummed with arousal. His trousers, that he normally wore on the tight side to accentuate his long legs, were painful, he needed release in more than one way. He tried to shift his weight a little to help resettle himself but it didn't ease the ache and the pressure beneath his trousers.

"God.... John." He bit his lip to stay quiet, tasting the coppery tinge of blood on his tongue.
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