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Date: 2018-02-25 05:20 am (UTC)
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[ Poe folds. There's one moment, one breath of resistance that's more instinct than intent, and then he's down on his knees with John's hands on his shoulders, too relieved by the kiss and the touching to really protest.

( He wouldn't protest either way, but he tells himself relief is the reason. )

He grips the backs of John's thighs through the man's pants, pressing his face against John's clothed inner thigh and feeling the scrape of cloth instead of the gentle pliancy of skin. He reaches up to try and pull John's pants down, glancing upward as he does to make sure he has some kind of permission to do it.

His heart feels about ready to explode its way out between his ribs like rapid blaster fire. There are a thousand things he wants right now, not the least of which is to run far and fast from the admission that John is someone more important a casual partner. But more than that he wants to show the man, to prove to John that he is more important than that.

Poe kisses one of John's iliac crests, leaves a line of kisses down his pelvis to his dick. Rests his face for another moment against John's body.

Then he kisses John's penis, tongues his way along its length to the head, and takes it in his mouth. ]
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