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's eyes opened wide as Brian spoke, his breath catching on his own emotions. "Only you, Brian...only you."
But, words beyond those few failed.
He was feeling too much for mere words to hold it. After weeks of uncertainty and self-doubt, it seemed that maybe sex could fix some things. Only...it wasn't the sex, or not just the sex, that seemed to be healing the cracks inside the distance between them had created. It was the words, the emotion he heard in Brian's voice, the way Brian touched him. John could feel the connection between them again.
The change of position was surprising, but welcome. As much as he'd talked of sharing this, it was still all about Brian, wanting to be with him, to be together. The show and the fantasy were just trappings around the core of what was important. Them.
Hands on the wall, he tightened his fingers around Brian's and pushed back, letting Brian fill him. "You won't hurt me," he breathed. "Can't when you make me feel so alive." A whimper caught in the back of his throat as the physical pleasure spiked. He wasn't going to last long. "Close." It was awkward, but he leaned back into Brian's shoulder. "Want it to last. You, here, just like this. But, so close."