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, |
The rest of the room might as well have not existed for John. In that moment it was all about Brian, the feel of him around John, inside him, Brian's voice and scent filling his senses. He'd missed this so much: the sex, the closeness. If he could have made it last, he would have. But, there was too much built up after so long, too much physical need, too much emotional need.
Pushing back, he clenched around Brian both to feel him there that much more and to try to bring him over the edge as well. John had been holding on to so much, trying not to put so much burden on Brian, or force him into anything while he healed, his reserves of strength were depleted and all he needed was the okay from Brian, Brian telling him to let go, Brian really there and with him.
John gave up the last of his control gladly, coming apart at the seams and coming with a quiet sob that left him shaking in Brian's arms.