[adam can have his moment; john is clearly too wrapped up in the feeling of having a dick inside of him to say anything else. he doesn't moan or gasp, only exhaling breath he hadn't realized he was holding to calm himself. the way the former blond presses into him isn't so strangely gentle, john has a moment of disconnect between who's between his legs and the man he's called friend for so long.
not that he hates it, of course.
if anything, the languid intrusion gives his body a moment to cool down, arousal not so desperately tightening in his gut. maybe he'll be able to make it to the end without making an embarrassment of himself. to further distract himself, john pulls the spy closer, initiating a slow kiss.]
no subject
not that he hates it, of course.
if anything, the languid intrusion gives his body a moment to cool down, arousal not so desperately tightening in his gut. maybe he'll be able to make it to the end without making an embarrassment of himself. to further distract himself, john pulls the spy closer, initiating a slow kiss.]