[John hopes that they will have a chance to repeat this again, sometime. That they will have opportunity to come together in person, rather than the strange fever-dream of the Horizon. Not that he is complaining, given present circumstances. But once they do, then he will take his time to really savor the moment. Here and now? He does not mind so much if their touch is a little harried.
If Geralt is waiting for a sign of John’s pleasure, he does not have to wait long. His breath hitches, at the hook of Geralt’s leg over his own, tangling them further together. Shudders at the roll of his hips, as he presses up against him.
Needing no further encouragement, he manages to shift his weight enough to free one hand again. Working it between them to lay flat against Geralt’s stomach first, then slide its way down to join the other man’s fingers on the buttons of his trousers. Aiding him in freeing another from its fastenings before his fingers slide lower, cupping the shape of Geralt’s hardening arousal in the palm of his hand. Groaning softly against the skin of the other man’s neck at the feel of it and the heady realization that yes, he really does want this too.]
Jesus… [John says again, cursing softly before turning his head to press an open-mouthed kiss at the corner of the other man’s jaw, the spot so kindly presented to him…]
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If Geralt is waiting for a sign of John’s pleasure, he does not have to wait long. His breath hitches, at the hook of Geralt’s leg over his own, tangling them further together. Shudders at the roll of his hips, as he presses up against him.
Needing no further encouragement, he manages to shift his weight enough to free one hand again. Working it between them to lay flat against Geralt’s stomach first, then slide its way down to join the other man’s fingers on the buttons of his trousers. Aiding him in freeing another from its fastenings before his fingers slide lower, cupping the shape of Geralt’s hardening arousal in the palm of his hand. Groaning softly against the skin of the other man’s neck at the feel of it and the heady realization that yes, he really does want this too.]
Jesus… [John says again, cursing softly before turning his head to press an open-mouthed kiss at the corner of the other man’s jaw, the spot so kindly presented to him…]