[ He's never felt a helplessness this pure. He can't do anything. Say anything. Fight. He tries. He thrashes, he swears, he tries to close his legs and roll onto his side, but John's got his hand around Poe's balls and he was half-gone before that hard thrust from the vibrator.
The electricity of aftershocks giving way to a rolling thunder of sensation. He arches, pushing up with his elbows, muscles bowing hard. He cries out again, a loud, sharp, Fuck, then he's gone. If he says anything (he does, he curses in three languages, he moans John's name then says it like a swear word itself), he doesn't hear it. There's a ringing in his ears. The pleasure is so molten that there's no room in him for anything else. It rumbles through him, tears him up, and then he's laying on the bed again, sweating through the sheets and gasping while his body shivers with the memory of it.
Poe swallows, hazy and high with adrenaline and endorphins. There's a joke hovering at the edge of his mind, I think I pulled something, but he can't get his tongue to cooperate enough to voice it. ]
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Date: 2018-03-30 03:16 am (UTC)The electricity of aftershocks giving way to a rolling thunder of sensation. He arches, pushing up with his elbows, muscles bowing hard. He cries out again, a loud, sharp, Fuck, then he's gone. If he says anything (he does, he curses in three languages, he moans John's name then says it like a swear word itself), he doesn't hear it. There's a ringing in his ears. The pleasure is so molten that there's no room in him for anything else. It rumbles through him, tears him up, and then he's laying on the bed again, sweating through the sheets and gasping while his body shivers with the memory of it.
Poe swallows, hazy and high with adrenaline and endorphins. There's a joke hovering at the edge of his mind, I think I pulled something, but he can't get his tongue to cooperate enough to voice it. ]