[ The sudden freedom rolls through him along and with it comes another wave of relief. He breathes out a thank you, then another, then another as John fucks him deep and steady and slides his hand over Poe's length. Sweat trails in livewire tracks across his skin. He feels stretched to the point of snapping, like the moment John lets go he'll break in two.
He could exist suspended in this place for as long as John will let him, but John doesn't want that. He drags Poe in, presses down on his head, orders him to come. The drag of the ropes against his skin sets him on fire, the drag of it against his hips, his arms, his neck, every line like a brand against Poe's skin. Then John punches into Poe again, and he's gone. He breaks in John's grip, arching again, soundless, mouth open.
It's so much worse and so much better this time, a convulsive pleasure that erases any conscious thought. He's a flashfire of sensation, busting against John's hand and into the sheets. Even after he stops bucking, it goes on, blinding him, leaving him in a pool against the sheets as his muscles tremor and the knots of John's handiwork press into his skin. The ropes feel like the only thing holding him together. He's stardust, nothing but stardust and John's name. ]
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He could exist suspended in this place for as long as John will let him, but John doesn't want that. He drags Poe in, presses down on his head, orders him to come. The drag of the ropes against his skin sets him on fire, the drag of it against his hips, his arms, his neck, every line like a brand against Poe's skin. Then John punches into Poe again, and he's gone. He breaks in John's grip, arching again, soundless, mouth open.
It's so much worse and so much better this time, a convulsive pleasure that erases any conscious thought. He's a flashfire of sensation, busting against John's hand and into the sheets. Even after he stops bucking, it goes on, blinding him, leaving him in a pool against the sheets as his muscles tremor and the knots of John's handiwork press into his skin. The ropes feel like the only thing holding him together. He's stardust, nothing but stardust and John's name. ]