[ Poe relents. A little bit. For the moment. He doesn't want John actually passing out. He kisses John's mouth lightly, switching the massager off and easing it out. He tosses it aside onto the bed, its job done for now. Poe eases back enough to peel off his shirt, dumping it onto the floor.
He winces as he unbuttons his pants, closing his eyes in relief as he pulls them down.
That shit was starting to hurt.
He lays on top of John, feeling the man's sweat gloss his own stomach. Poe shivers. Kisses John again, a crook of a smile on his face.]
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Date: 2018-03-11 09:55 pm (UTC)He winces as he unbuttons his pants, closing his eyes in relief as he pulls them down.
That shit was starting to hurt.
He lays on top of John, feeling the man's sweat gloss his own stomach. Poe shivers. Kisses John again, a crook of a smile on his face.]
Ready for me, buddy?