[Thanks to Poe's fingers, John's already been stretched and softened. The toy goes in easy, thicker and more solid than Poe's fingers, but smoother and slippery. John takes to the new length and girth with a wince and rock of his hips. The vibration catches him off-guard with a gasp, eyes widening before squeezing shut. He can feel the buzz all the way up into his teeth.
He's never done much with toys. In college an ex-girlfriend left a dildo at his dormitory and he'd experimented, but it was just a gateway to going farther with the real thing.
Sex has always been about connection for John. It's not just the pleasure he's hungry for, but the body to body contact, too. The warmth and life of another human being, whether you're inside them, or they're inside you, or you're just touching each other.
John shifts against the bed uneasily, fingers curling into the sheets. Not sure what to make of this situation, and how it feels. The bar holding his legs apart, and the vibrator inside of him. It feels strange to have an object stimulating him, making his hair stand on end, pushing into him where he's softest and most vulnerable.
He opens his eyes and searches for Poe until he finds him, breathing heavily. His eyes are large with fear, pupils still blown from the effects of the powder, but there's trust in them too, tentative and delicate.
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Date: 2018-03-11 06:41 am (UTC)He's never done much with toys. In college an ex-girlfriend left a dildo at his dormitory and he'd experimented, but it was just a gateway to going farther with the real thing.
Sex has always been about connection for John. It's not just the pleasure he's hungry for, but the body to body contact, too. The warmth and life of another human being, whether you're inside them, or they're inside you, or you're just touching each other.
John shifts against the bed uneasily, fingers curling into the sheets. Not sure what to make of this situation, and how it feels. The bar holding his legs apart, and the vibrator inside of him. It feels strange to have an object stimulating him, making his hair stand on end, pushing into him where he's softest and most vulnerable.
He opens his eyes and searches for Poe until he finds him, breathing heavily. His eyes are large with fear, pupils still blown from the effects of the powder, but there's trust in them too, tentative and delicate.
John's lower lip trembles.]