ellery’s balance was questionable as johnny shifted underneath him, his knees were anchored on either side of johnny’s lap on an worn bench seat that had once lived inside an old car, but now had taken up residence in the man’s shop. they were both breathless and panting, mouths AGAPE, lips shining. elle could feel what he really wanted straining through the rough blue of johnny’s grease-stained coveralls. elle tried multiple times to inch forward, to create that undeniable friction, but each attempt was met with gentle hands settling him back onto sturdy thighs. a frustrating, albeit fun little game, especially while watching the desire wash over the man with too much self ( selfish ? ) control. the denial wasn’t a slight, yet it was so very HARD for the half-incubus / half-witch not to put voice to the fire johnny set within him. to beg for what he wanted, plead for what he needed. for now though he bites the words back, bottom lip meeting teeth firmly pressed and held. johnny smiles as he catches his breath and elle can feel the way his gaze travels over his shirtless chest and down his stomach, lips twisting to the side slightly causing elle to look down as well. pale skin was marked, black-stained fingerprints like breadcrumbs were scattered over him, smudged and smeared where the caress of a touch had been. a smile of his own is offered as johnny leans over and comes back with a signature red shop rag, ( a nice and clean one ) that he lifts to his mouth and gives a quick lick before tucking it around his thumb and swiping away a particularly telling smudge just above elle’s hipbone. then another in that delicious space between his belly button and the waistband of the shorts he was wearing. of course he could appear clean in a blink, but he enjoys the feeling of being cared for. he lets johnny slowly and meticulously undo his debauchment before he’s wiping his own hands clean on the rag as well, or as near clean as he could without soap and running water. elle licks his lips and waits for brown eyes to find his again, offering a soft and earnest, ❝thanks. ❞ @panickxdmechanic | manhandling | ( x ) | accepting
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