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2010 Winter Games Kink Meme
Figure Skating Post!
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Stephane skates up behind Johnny to wrap his arms around his waist and hug him. Stephane hugs people a lot, without even thinking. Although usually they don’t press their ass back against him and rub.
“Someone’s happy to see me,” says Johnny in a teasing voice.
Fuck. Stephane didn’t even realize he was getting hard again. It’s becoming the standard state of affairs around Johnny. He would back away, but now Johnny’s clasped his hands over Stephane’s arms so he can’t easily let go. And Evgeni’s skating over toward them, but Johnny’s still wriggling his ass against Stephane’s erection and the friction is making Stephane want to push Johnny down right there on the ice and grind against him.
Johnny makes a small, wanton moaning noise in the back of his throat. Stephane’s barely keeping it together and Evgeni’s about to talk to them and shit.
Johnny tips his head backward to whisper in Stephane’s ear. “Are you getting a bit excited about all this skating, Stephane?”
At that moment Evgeni’s phone rings loudly - really, who keeps calling him every minute of the day? - and Johnny’s voice drops quieter, so Stephane doesn’t catch all of what he says.
“Or do you want… on my knees… going down… on top of me… fast, really hard…”
It could be perfectly innocent, all about skating moves, but Stephane highly doubts it. Especially when Johnny’s tongue darts out to lick at his ear.
Evgeni deals with the call quickly, and starts talking to Johnny in Russian. Johnny lets go of Stephane’s arms and they drift apart.
Stephane skates over to the edge of the rink, where he can pretend to be stretching against the side while trying hard to think about anything at all which isn’t the perfect curves of Johnny’s ass rubbing against him or Johnny's lips and tongue on him.
It turns out that thinking about Johnny’s cock doesn't exactly improve the situation.
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At dinner Brian’s sitting with them, but that doesn’t stop Johnny from reaching under the table to stroke his fingers up the inside of Stephane’s thigh .
Stephane crosses his legs to stop him. Johnny’s fingers skim around to stroke underneath his thigh instead, and that’s even worse. Stephane uncrosses his legs, and shoots Johnny an agitated look, which Johnny ignores. Johnny’s hand slides around to the small of his back, and rests there for a moment.
Stephane’s not expecting that. He keeps waiting for Johnny to start stroking his back, or move down to his ass, or something, but his palm just stays there, the warmth burning through the fabric of Stephane’s shirt. For some reason the anticipation is even more frustrating than the unsubtle groping.
Johnny’s hand doesn’t budge, not for a long time - then Johnny just takes it away, with no inappropriate touching. Stephane feels as if he should protest, but at what he doesn’t know.
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