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I came home from London and missing 2 blowjob Fridays in a row to lovely recaps Here Which
made me think about things
and HereOh Hell. I remember reading a suggestion for BJF and was going to use it. But I failed to make exact note of it. Now I have to read through 93 comments, most of it porn, to find it. Oh, I suffer so for you but I am ( Read more... )
made me think about things
and HereOh Hell. I remember reading a suggestion for BJF and was going to use it. But I failed to make exact note of it. Now I have to read through 93 comments, most of it porn, to find it. Oh, I suffer so for you but I am ( Read more... )
John ignored him and continued as if Rodney had not spoken.
Rodney squirmed in place but even he didn't have the will-power to really stop. To make John stop. Then John did that thing he did and Rodney was lost....
When John was done, he worked his way back to Rodney's mouth, the kiss long and lush. Rodney could taste John, taste himself... and.... grass! Bleecchhhh....
"We are never doing this outside again!" Rodney mumbled against John's lips but he didn't know if the hum John gave was agreement or a sigh of pleasure.
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Is it because right before this he was on his knees, face in the long grass in place of a pillow, whimpering because Rodney was torturing him with his tongue ?
And when a finger joined that clever tongue to press right there, he just had to bite (usually his pillow, this time it was grass) down to prevent himself from uttering a long litany of yes, Rodney yes god, please more, right there, I love you, god yes I'm coming now ?
Yeah it might be one of the reason why John taste like grass and Rodney in your comment...
(I know there is no blowjob in this one, but it's a comment to a comment fic you see, so may I be excused ? *cute pout*)
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Oh. Ummm..... Yeah.... ::thud::
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*fans self*
I vote YES
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Such a lovely image, isn't it?
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and thank you ^_^
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My, my... now that's an image I could think on for days.... no blowjob needed, hon. This little snippet is perfect!
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I'm betting John has ways of getting Rodney to do it again and he's laying there planning ;)
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~*~*~*~*~
"I said never again!" Rodney protested faintly, leaning against a tree because otherwise he'd slide to the ground.
"But.... Ro-o-o-d-ney..." John whined, making his name a sentence while leaning in to nip at Rodney's lips. John put his hands on Rodney's belt, starting to undo the clasp.
"No," Rodney whispered. His hands fluttered yes around John's shoulders.
"Let me," John murmured, getting warm hands into Rodney's pants, pushing them down.
"Ohhh.... you......" Rodney's head thunked back against the bark and he could feel something slither down his shirt. He had a faint thought where he hoped it wouldn't itch later but that was secondary to what John was doing.
He slid down the tree to sit when John was done, John's hands guiding him gently. "You....." he protested faintly.
John wrapped himself around Rodney. "You, too..." John promised. He rested his head on Rodney's shoulder and Rodney's hands held him close.
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