[John rubs the circulation back into Poe's calf with both hands, kneading into taut muscle with hard fingers and thumbs. Getting the blood moving. The rope leaves red indentations on Poe's skin, like tattoos. A spiderweb of bruises.
One leg released, then the other, stretched back out for the first time in nearly in an hour. John kisses both knees, thighs, and hips. He's quiet in concentration. Unwinding. Untying. Unbinding. He flips Poe over onto his back, kneeling between his legs to continue working. Silk sliding softly over sweat slick skin as the tension eases in small increments, slowly, but surely.
Soon enough, Poe's hips are free, his dick lying soft against the dark thatch of his pubes and lower belly. John shifts back, lifts it with one hand, wraps his lips around it, sucks him clean. Licking the mess away from his lower belly, he starts on the master knot at the centre of the ropes constricting Poe's torso like a second ribcage taut.
With a twist of his fingers, Poe can breathe again.]
Slow, easy breaths. Slow, or you're going to get a stitch. [John inhales, sets the example.] One. Two.
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Date: 2018-04-01 04:18 am (UTC)One leg released, then the other, stretched back out for the first time in nearly in an hour. John kisses both knees, thighs, and hips. He's quiet in concentration. Unwinding. Untying. Unbinding. He flips Poe over onto his back, kneeling between his legs to continue working. Silk sliding softly over sweat slick skin as the tension eases in small increments, slowly, but surely.
Soon enough, Poe's hips are free, his dick lying soft against the dark thatch of his pubes and lower belly. John shifts back, lifts it with one hand, wraps his lips around it, sucks him clean. Licking the mess away from his lower belly, he starts on the master knot at the centre of the ropes constricting Poe's torso like a second ribcage taut.
With a twist of his fingers, Poe can breathe again.]
Slow, easy breaths. Slow, or you're going to get a stitch. [John inhales, sets the example.] One. Two.