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, |
"I will," John promised, pulling his hand back reluctantly to let Brian maneuver. Given how much Brian worried -- and always had -- John wasn't afraid of being uncomfortable. Until Brian moved behind him, he'd half forgotten there was anyone else in the room, so much of his focus was on Brian and them. All the awareness he had left for the rest was the usual awareness of his surroundings, that was more unconscious than conscious knowledge people were watching them.
There was a slight flutter of nerves when it sank in that he was really going to be on display like this. But, Brian was right there and his voice had it's usual effect of both calming and stirring up something hot and liquid deep inside, that both settled and excited John. He was a little surprised to find his clothes staying on, but it made it easier to relax even more and proved John's trust in Brian still well placed. He wasn't sure what to do with his hands, but opted for raising his arms above his head to drape them loosely around Brian's shoulders.
Not missing a single moment was difficult when his eyes wanted to close in order to better savor the feeling of being stretched and prepared. Instead John let his eyes rest half-closed, glancing at the room from beneath his lashes when he thought to do so.
He wasn't expecting the private admission, a whispered secret just for them. Back arching as Brian entered him, John turned his head to catch Brian's lips in fervent kiss. "Love you," he murmured, pressing back and closer, taking Brian a little further inside him with another moan he didn't try to hide. If Brian was going to show him off, then John was going to show off how good Brian could make him feel.