[Growled out of the back of his throat, half smothered by the mattress. John bites hard on his lower lip, choking back an undignified sound. The room spins.
Poe is heavy on top of him, and John is powerless to do anything but struggle. He yanks at his arm, fingers reaching for and twisting into comforter. Growls again, pushing back with his hips and regretting it. This time he can't stop himself from whimpering, because Poe's fingers are deep and he wants them deeper. The powder has John burning up inside, makes him itch in places only Poe can scratch.
He turns his face into the bed, swearing, refusing to give.]
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Date: 2018-03-08 05:45 am (UTC)[Growled out of the back of his throat, half smothered by the mattress. John bites hard on his lower lip, choking back an undignified sound. The room spins.
Poe is heavy on top of him, and John is powerless to do anything but struggle. He yanks at his arm, fingers reaching for and twisting into comforter. Growls again, pushing back with his hips and regretting it. This time he can't stop himself from whimpering, because Poe's fingers are deep and he wants them deeper. The powder has John burning up inside, makes him itch in places only Poe can scratch.
He turns his face into the bed, swearing, refusing to give.]