@hellsforbes
His eyes followed the movement of Elijah's hands as the other removed the belt. John started to picture the many ways Elijah could use that on him and he squirmed at the thought. He was starting to get lost in thought when Elijah pulled his head up and gave him a kiss. John did not think he would ever tire of Elijah's kisses, the way the other male just took control of the kiss, his tongue tasting John's mouth as if John belonged to him. It made him groan softly as he easily gave in to the kiss. Then Elijah called him a good boy and John gave a pitiful whine into the kiss. Yours. He deepened the kiss as well, allowing his noises of pleasure fall into Elijah's mouth.
He heard Elijah's next comment and whimpered softly. Gods. This would be torture. John already wanted to beg and whine just to touch the other and Elijah was just getting started. John looked at Elijah, letting out a quiet huff, "Am I not allowed to touch?" There was a hint of a grin on his face as he continued to palm over his fully erect cock and tugged at his nipple. However, the grin was quickly wiped away when he felt Elijah's hands on him.
His head fell back, lips parted as he let out a quiet moan. Elijah's strong hands gripping his chest made him groan. John arched against Elijah's touch the best he could. He wanted more. John slowly stroked up his covered erection, precum starting to leak. He closed his eyes as small needy noises left him.

















