[ john's hand loosens his tie and thomas instinctively tips his head back, baring his neck to john, hips pushing up at the same time. he swallows the moan that threatens to escape when he finds some purchase and friction against john's body. ]
If you wouldn't mind, [ he starts, swallows, closing his eyes for a moment. ] I'd quite like it if you fucked me again.
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If you wouldn't mind, [ he starts, swallows, closing his eyes for a moment. ] I'd quite like it if you fucked me again.
[ please and soon. but that goes unsaid. ]