[He smiles up at him, the corners of his eyes creasing, tags dangling against Poe's chest as he leans up to begin unbinding his arms. Wrists first, then elbows. John holds Poe's hands above his head, interlocking their fingers, and leans in to kiss him softly on the mouth.]
So are you.
[John kisses down Poe's throat to the base of his neck, lips skimming the chain of his necklace. Lets go of Poe's hands, to slide his hands down Poe's sweaty arms to his shoulders and the last lashings of rope.
He works his fingers beneath the rope framing his chest, pushing it up over his pectorals, loosening knots until the silk falls away. John massages Poe's shoulders, looking down into his eyes.]
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So are you.
[John kisses down Poe's throat to the base of his neck, lips skimming the chain of his necklace. Lets go of Poe's hands, to slide his hands down Poe's sweaty arms to his shoulders and the last lashings of rope.
He works his fingers beneath the rope framing his chest, pushing it up over his pectorals, loosening knots until the silk falls away. John massages Poe's shoulders, looking down into his eyes.]
How do you feel?