"You're so good," John murmured, aware of how this probably felt to Bobby. He wasn't so thoughtless as to forget what your first time was like: quite the opposite. He could be oddly perceptive, even if he mostly used it to toss out verbal grenades, and so the soft, quiet interplay of sensations and emotions on Bobby's face was easy to read.
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Date: 2016-04-07 03:21 am (UTC)"Really," he added, cuddling in next to Bobby's side, and then kissing down that neck and chest so he could shift a little, heading down the end of the bed. All the better to more easily manoeuvre Bobby's body, to add a second finger alongside the first, to bend Bobby's legs up and back, planting a kiss on the inside of his thigh. "Mind you, I was fingering myself at school," he offered, with a bit of a shrug. John figured he was technically way more....sexually active with guys than Bobby. Possibly with girls too. "But I was thinking of you, because your fiancé was a big ol' softie," he added, before resting his tongue on his upper lip for a second.
"I think you're ready, sweetheart," he murmured, reaching for the condom wrapper, and comfortable to make that decision on Bobby's behalf.