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Date: 2018-03-07 08:10 am (UTC)
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[ The comparison makes Poe chuckle. He can see where it comes from, and John's not wrong. ] Good.

[ Another dab of the powder, another snap of that heady feeling. This time Poe reaches around to glide his fingers over the base of John's dick, kissing the back of John's neck as the man lets his head fall forward. Poe likes seeing him relax. It's like John is shedding a second uniform, a second set of tactical gear, one that weighs infinitely more than the stuff he carries outside of the bedroom.

A scoop of powder this time, and Poe presses himself close to John, wanting him, wanting John to stay relaxed, stay feeling good. Poe grabs John's ass lightly with his red-smeared hand and then eases a thick smear of color down between John's legs, painting his thighs, his taint.

Poe pins John close with his free hand, the one still holding the bag of powder. ]


I was thinking how much I'd like to mix a little bit of this in with the lube. [ On the word lube, Poe flicks his powder-stained fingertips against the rim of John's anus. ]
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