crowspace | I will grow my own trees while you follow the moon

[Shuji's too warm already - John's breath is warm on his skin, John's tongue sends shocks of heat through his body. He can hardly say it's too cold when John frees his cock, and even if he did, John corrects that right away.

Shuji hates to lie back and just receive, but he also hates the idea of stopping John from doing this. A compromise, then - he tangles his hands in John's hair. (As always, John keeps him steady.) His voice, when he manages to sound it, is hoarse.]

You're too good to me, John, you feel so good already...

[Already, when he's hardly touched his cock.]

[ he gives another tug to shuji's pants, slides his underwear down lower to reveal the man's thighs. strong hands follow the motion to brace themselves against the man's knees a moment. his gaze drags along the plush curve of his lips, his soft throat, chest, down the muscles of his belly. he's so -- perfectly free of any marks, save for any blush john had coaxed to the surface of his skin through his heavy kissing. he chuckles at the remark, nudging into the fingers that tangle in his blond curls. he wipes his mouth, ]

Nope. Can't be too good to you, Shuji.

[ can't. doesn't think anyone can. ]

[ he repositions himself, planting himself on his elbows so that he's more comfortably closer. he nips softly at the pale skin of shuji's inner thighs, then to shift and press a warm kiss to the base of shuji's cock. ]

[All scars he might have acquired before have healed with application of ink, so it's just bare skin and a flush that goes down from his cheeks to his shoulders.

Shuji might protest that remark, but John's mouth has a way of being distracting, particularly on Shuji's cock like that. He moans, loud and nearly wrecked already.]

You're gorgeous, you know that - you're amazing.

[He may never stop praising John until speech leaves him entirely.]

[ yeesh. he's barely begun, and here already comes a train of praise. ]

[ john can't (wouldn't here, anyway) protest, however, as he takes the head of shuji's cock in his mouth. he dips lower, then, coating the shaft halfway with saliva. and he moves back up again, swirling his tongue against the tip of shuji's cock. not to say he neglects the rest of it, what as he works his tongue to that area, a hand reaching to encircle his fingers around the base and rub his thumb up along the shaft. ]

[Shuji lets loose a train of praise on John when John isn't sucking him off, he shouldn't be surprised.

What he's doing now certainly doesn't hurt. Shuji's fingers clench more tightly in John's hair before relaxing. He can't take his eyes away from John, even though the sight of him working over his cock is nearly as arousing as the feeling. His hips quiver and it takes all Shuji's willpower to keep them mostly still.]

John... Wanted to do this for you so long...

[For him - that is, in Shuji's fantasies it was him giving and John receiving.]

I will grow my own trees while you follow the moon

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