[Poe's dick is hard, jutting up from between his muscular hips like a weapon, and it's tempting- almost impossible to resist. John wants to wrap his lips around it, and soothe some of that angry redness. He needs to remind himself it's not going anywhere. The ropes are tight. Tight enough to keep the blood trapped in Poe's dick for as long as John wants it there.
John picks up the next set of ropes, as sleek and black as the last, and changes position. He climbs on top of the bed, boots and all, and straddles Poe's torso. Just above his dick. His ass so close, but so far away. If Poe dares to buck his hips he might get some contact, but only at his own expense.
He makes a noose, and pulls it down over Poe's head. Knots the length of it three times while Poe watches. This work is more complicated. John has the steps memorized, but with Poe's chest heaving beneath him, and the look in those dark eyes, it takes all of his will-power to remain focused.
His eyes, sharp, vivid with concentration, dart over Poe's body, making quick checks and calculations. John's tacticians mind at work.
Finally, he drapes the length of rope down between Poe's neck, over his belly, between John's legs, once more around Poe's cock, the time under and around his balls, and then between the cleft of his ass and back up again. John is lean, and he is balanced, he performs all the movements with the steady hand of a sniper.]
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[Poe's dick is hard, jutting up from between his muscular hips like a weapon, and it's tempting- almost impossible to resist. John wants to wrap his lips around it, and soothe some of that angry redness. He needs to remind himself it's not going anywhere. The ropes are tight. Tight enough to keep the blood trapped in Poe's dick for as long as John wants it there.
John picks up the next set of ropes, as sleek and black as the last, and changes position. He climbs on top of the bed, boots and all, and straddles Poe's torso. Just above his dick. His ass so close, but so far away. If Poe dares to buck his hips he might get some contact, but only at his own expense.
He makes a noose, and pulls it down over Poe's head. Knots the length of it three times while Poe watches. This work is more complicated. John has the steps memorized, but with Poe's chest heaving beneath him, and the look in those dark eyes, it takes all of his will-power to remain focused.
His eyes, sharp, vivid with concentration, dart over Poe's body, making quick checks and calculations. John's tacticians mind at work.
Finally, he drapes the length of rope down between Poe's neck, over his belly, between John's legs, once more around Poe's cock, the time under and around his balls, and then between the cleft of his ass and back up again. John is lean, and he is balanced, he performs all the movements with the steady hand of a sniper.]