[ Okay well that was not precisely expected, but Poe has just enough of a gauzy buzz left that the kiss, dizzying on its own, pushes him toward an erection.
It's both a good and a bad thing with John breaks away.
He lets John drag him to the cab, a stupid smile and a dreamy look on his face.
The cabby, clearly impatient but also clearly fine with making them pay for the wait, starts driving as soon as the doors are shut.
Poe rests his head on John's shoulder for most of the drive, running his thumb back and forth along his lower lip, playing the kiss (that one and others, if he's honest) over again in his head.
John makes him feel like an Academy cadet, and sometimes that's pretty okay.
The hotel is a cute little place on the river, a cross between a small-town hotel and a bed and breakfast. The kind of place where meals are made in a homestyle kitchen and served at a set time. Poe pays the cabby and leads John around the back and upstairs to their room, charming, simply-furnished, and currently outfitted with hooks in the ceiling for anyone with kinkier Sampremi intentions.
Poe left a bag behind--two changes of clothes for John, from the things he left at Poe's place. Poe's own clothes. Toiletries for them both. The powders Poe bought in various colors and, of course, the promised gloves.
Poe shuts the door and wraps an arm around John's waist, pulling them together so John's back is pressed to Poe's chest. ] I got it for three nights. If we want to stay that long. Left a note for Finn to tell him I'd be scarce.
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Date: 2018-03-05 01:45 am (UTC)It's both a good and a bad thing with John breaks away.
He lets John drag him to the cab, a stupid smile and a dreamy look on his face.
The cabby, clearly impatient but also clearly fine with making them pay for the wait, starts driving as soon as the doors are shut.
Poe rests his head on John's shoulder for most of the drive, running his thumb back and forth along his lower lip, playing the kiss (that one and others, if he's honest) over again in his head.
John makes him feel like an Academy cadet, and sometimes that's pretty okay.
The hotel is a cute little place on the river, a cross between a small-town hotel and a bed and breakfast. The kind of place where meals are made in a homestyle kitchen and served at a set time. Poe pays the cabby and leads John around the back and upstairs to their room, charming, simply-furnished, and currently outfitted with hooks in the ceiling for anyone with kinkier Sampremi intentions.
Poe left a bag behind--two changes of clothes for John, from the things he left at Poe's place. Poe's own clothes. Toiletries for them both. The powders Poe bought in various colors and, of course, the promised gloves.
Poe shuts the door and wraps an arm around John's waist, pulling them together so John's back is pressed to Poe's chest. ] I got it for three nights. If we want to stay that long. Left a note for Finn to tell him I'd be scarce.