[ Poe smiles. He slides up on to the bed, eases his arms around John, and rolls the man gently onto his side and then his back. His skin is luminous, electric to the touch, and Poe's pelvic muscles contract sharply, sending a little bot of light rippling through him from stomach to skull.
Another echo of that first night: ] Don't worry about it.
[ He kisses John then, slowly, working the man's lower lip between tongue and teeth. Another line of kisses down John's stomach to his dick, which Poe works over more slowly, coaxing with kisses and licks until John starts to harden.
Then he eases down to connect the spreader bar to the cuffs, extending it little by little until John's legs are forced apart. ]
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Another echo of that first night: ] Don't worry about it.
[ He kisses John then, slowly, working the man's lower lip between tongue and teeth. Another line of kisses down John's stomach to his dick, which Poe works over more slowly, coaxing with kisses and licks until John starts to harden.
Then he eases down to connect the spreader bar to the cuffs, extending it little by little until John's legs are forced apart. ]