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sunburned ([personal profile] sunburned) wrote2012-07-15 06:51 pm
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Where they end up is the hut that Granby shares with Laurence. Short on patience, Granby steps in, pressing Priestly back against the wall beside the door before he leans in for a hot, hard kiss.

"So, aside from keeping you quiet," he murmurs. "What else did you have in mind?"
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[personal profile] renaissanceman 2012-07-18 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Priestly arches his back, pushes back against him, and makes a desperate sound in his throat that he can only pray will be interpreted as "now, please, now, please, now" or some variation thereof because there's no way he can express himself more clearly than to just offer all of him to John.
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[personal profile] renaissanceman 2012-07-19 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Priestly actually hasn't had any trouble following any of the orders until now. But not moving right now is an order of an entirely new magnitude. He manages, but his body shakes as he does.
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[personal profile] renaissanceman 2012-07-19 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Priestly's moving even more than he normally would because he's offering no resistance, now backwards thrust to meet him. He feels like finally, finally he's getting it, sensation so sharp it's shooting right through his daze. He's going to be a mess when this is over. A useless wreck. And it's amazing.
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[personal profile] renaissanceman 2012-07-19 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Priestly is so far past what he imagined he could take and well into stuff he never even really imagined. Okay, he's probably imagined it at some point, but only because he was a very imaginative teenager when it came to porn. He had no idea, though. Not then, not even an hour ago. It's so much. It overwhelms him.
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[personal profile] renaissanceman 2012-07-21 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Priestly's whole body moves wherever John pushes and pulls it, getting him so deep, deep enough to really feel it, hard and tight and full. He makes noises loud enough to be heard through the gag, not words but cries and shouts and stifled gasps. Loud enough to make sure that John hears him and knows.
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[personal profile] renaissanceman 2012-07-21 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
It takes Priestly longer than that to come back to himself, to get a firm grasp on reality again, to feel John solid against him, lips against his skin. He breathes deeply, filling his lungs with oxygen, then turns his head and searches for a kiss, something solid and grounding. He doesn't think he can move much more than that.