John Connor (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} johnbaum) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
John might have still been smirking, but only for a moment longer before smug went out the window along with reserve. His eyes widened at the role reversal, Brian on his knees now as John had been the last time they'd been anywhere as close to being in this position. And John couldn't take his eyes off Brian's, his breathing growing heavy with desire. A soft moue of disappointment was interrupted by John's own quiet moan as Brian stood and John's now hard cock was trapped between their bodies, the feel of Brian's along his hip.
"Need you." His voice was rough with that need, the pent-up emotion of the last several weeks. "This much?" Pulling his hand gently from Brian's grasp, he reached for the fastens of Brian's pants to undo them. Once he had enough room, he slid his hand inside Brian's pants to curl his fingers around Brian. "Show me," he murmured, stroking lightly. "Show me what it's like to be the most wanted men in the room. Let them want what you can have."