[There's no way Ryan could tell him no, not with him practically begging for it, with the way John's hips are moving against him-- a soft little sound escapes him as he lets his teeth graze the sensitive skin of John's neck, his tongue tracing over the spot before he gives it a firm (but not hard bite.]
-like that?
[His hands, meanwhile, are slipping beneath John's shirt, smoothing along his sides to mirror what he'd done to Ryan earlier; there's just a faint little graze of nails, like he'd used, but from Ryan it's a little more tentative.]
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-like that?
[His hands, meanwhile, are slipping beneath John's shirt, smoothing along his sides to mirror what he'd done to Ryan earlier; there's just a faint little graze of nails, like he'd used, but from Ryan it's a little more tentative.]