Early morning encounter [NSFW]
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John slid one hand up into his hair so he could pull him into a fierce kiss, before turning and bending forward over the table. Babe was right. It was the perfect height.
There weren't many times that Babe liked doing it this way. If it was someone else doing the fucking, sure, but something about it seemed a bit too impersonal or something. Maybe too queer. Crazy thought that, when he got down to it, toeing off his shoes and pulling his tshirt off over his head to puddle on the floor. His dogtags were cool against his chest, clinking against each other as he leaned over John, running his hands flat down his back.
John slid one hand up into his hair so he could pull him into a fierce kiss, before turning and bending forward over the table. Babe was right. It was the perfect height.
There weren't many times that Babe liked doing it this way. If it was someone else doing the fucking, sure, but something about it seemed a bit too impersonal or something. Maybe too queer. Crazy thought that, when he got down to it, toeing off his shoes and pulling his tshirt off over his head to puddle on the floor. His dogtags were cool against his chest, clinking against each other as he leaned over John, running his hands flat down his back.