Oh god... [John shuddered as soon as Elliot took hold of him, and he was about to rock his hips into it when the other hand came down to hold him in place. He wasn't sure if it was meant to be restrictive or not, but something about the idea was so appealing that he chose to stay still as though it was; he wouldn't have thought that he'd ever like to be held down, but apparently he'd let Elliot do it.
So, so far gone.]
God, shit, yeah... [It probably wasn't that surprising that John should be so vocal, his muttered curses and nonsense encouragement rising in intensity as Elliot pumped him harder. He dropped forward when his body started to shiver under the waves of pleasure, arms looping around Elliot's shoulders and face pressing into his neck. The layered impacts of waiting so long, serving Elliot first, and the drugs were hitting him hard as well.] ... that's good, that's fucking good...
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So, so far gone.]
God, shit, yeah... [It probably wasn't that surprising that John should be so vocal, his muttered curses and nonsense encouragement rising in intensity as Elliot pumped him harder. He dropped forward when his body started to shiver under the waves of pleasure, arms looping around Elliot's shoulders and face pressing into his neck. The layered impacts of waiting so long, serving Elliot first, and the drugs were hitting him hard as well.] ... that's good, that's fucking good...