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Tweak says, "Eric the hot paramedic!"

Matthew Quincy (yournewq) wrote in valarlogs,
@ 2013-06-02 01:02:00

Entry tags:

!complete, john constantine, q

Who: John Constantine and Q
When: 6/2
Where: A pub
What: Meeting up for drinks
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 for sex
Status: Complete

God, but it feels amazing to get out of the house for once. Hopefully tonight no one from work will track him down for any reason, but it's been known to happen on his rare nights off.

At least John seems quite different from people at work, which is a refreshing change. And it'll be nice to spend some time from someone from the motherland who isn't also in his office. So Q settles at the bar and orders himself a beer while he waits for his new friend to arrive. Or new hopefully friend, really.

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	yournewq 2013-06-04 08:04 am UTC (link)
	He laughs and sets his glass aside in order to shift closer to John on the couch. "I'd been hoping you would." To be honest, he'd been hoping John would kiss him since they'd set the meeting, but that seemed a bit desperate to admit. He's been lonely, but he's found a friend now. A friend who's willing to kiss him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rhymeswithfine
2013-06-04 08:12 am UTC (link)

Really, a friend who's willing to do much more than kissing, but everything in good time, or whatever that silly saying is.

"Thought as much," John says, and doesn't bother coming up with anything clever to follow it up with, because it's much more fun to tug on Q's waistcoat until he's close enough to kiss. Seeing as this is the first one he's sure to make it impressive, starting out nearly sweet until moderation seems like a chore and he feels inclined to add a bit of bite to it. Q seems like the sort of man whose lips aren't bruised nearly enough.

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	yournewq 2013-06-04 08:18 am UTC (link)
	A bit of bite is more than fine, and Q leans into it, wrapping his arms around John's neck and pressing close against his side. He parts his lips for John, returning the bite with a few nips of his own as his fingers delve into John's hair to tug and twist in the fine blond strands. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rhymeswithfine
2013-06-04 08:27 am UTC (link)

It's nice to know that Q doesn't seem to be too posh and polite, after all. But really, John wasn't worried.

Hair tugging he approves of. Enough to wrap an arm around Q's lithe frame, pressing him closer still. His other hand settles easily on the younger man's chin, as if quite intending to keep him where he is even as he deepens the kiss some. Kisses are always the most optimal when there's tongue and a bit of teeth clacking involved.

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yournewq
2013-06-04 04:46 pm UTC (link)

Well to hell with this side by each kissing, Q lets John pull him closer and even pushes it a bit further, shifting to straddle his lap so they're not twisted at odd angles.

The tugging seems to have gotten good results, so he rakes his fingers through John's hair, neatly trimmed nails scratching lightly at the back of his neck.

As posh and polite as he might seem normally, in bed he enjoys being rather more enthusiastic.

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rhymeswithfine
2013-06-04 06:36 pm UTC (link)

This is better. With Q more or less in his lap now, John releases his chin, moving his hands down to cup his ass instead.

No one has ever accused him of not being vocal - and John proves that non-point by making a pleased little huff of a noise even as he bites Q's bottom lip again - a little hard - before sucking at it a little, as if to dispel any actual hurt of it.

Unfortunately he's got to breath properly eventually, and so leans back minutely to do so, looking a bit smug.

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	yournewq 2013-06-05 05:41 am UTC (link)
	Q makes a surprised noise that dissolves into a quiet laugh at the hands on his ass, pressing close as John bites at his lip, drawing soft little moans and whimpers from him. And that smug smile is far too tempting, he can't quite help nipping at John's lip playfully. "Mm, hello." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rhymeswithfine
2013-06-05 05:52 am UTC (link)

Q's whimpers are hotter than they are adorable, and John likes that, too. Already, he's made up his mind about the fact that he's going to make the younger man produce more of those noises.

"Hullo," John repeats, and it's more vague agreement than greeting. He approves of the continued nibbling, and so does a little more of it himself. "Alright?" He noses at Q's chin until his head is lifted enough so that John might bite at his neck as well.

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yournewq
2013-06-05 06:17 am UTC (link)

"More than all right." He tips his head back helpfully to give John access to his neck. Which might be a mistake, given the likelihood of workplace gossip if he came in with bruises all over his neck, but when's the last time he's been the subject of gossip? It could be fun, really.

Q tugs John's tie loose and sets it aside, dipping his fingers under the other man's shirt to trace over his collarbone. "Yourself?"

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rhymeswithfine
2013-06-05 06:26 am UTC (link)

At the very least, John could be helping him out with all those hair ruffle and cheek pinching issues. Maybe. Or he could be promoting it - it was hard to say, really.

"Ace," he says, even though that's kind of what the young kids are saying these days, and he just isn't. But the wording works, and fuck the youths anyway. He tightens his grip on the other mans' ass, and grins again before half-biting and half sucking a proper mark onto the curve of Q's neck.

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	yournewq 2013-06-05 06:46 am UTC (link)
	"Ace," Q chuckles quietly and hums his approval of the proper mark on his neck. While John's busy with that, Q works at unbuttoning his shirt in order to smooth his hands over John's chest, exploring half blind while he tries to look at John and keep his head tipped back at the same time. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rhymeswithfine
2013-06-05 06:59 am UTC (link)

After a time, and a few weals that vary in size and redness on Q's neck, John can't help but lean back a little to inspect his handiwork. The marks, although not severe, are rather becoming on the younger man. Maybe his dark hair sets them off?

"Prefer 'brilliant', then?" He offers another wolfish sort of smile and moves to undo the buttons of that waistcoat -- rather thoughtfully removing the glasses from the boy's pocket before doing so. He did like the things, it'd be a shame to ruin them in cliched throes of passion.

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yournewq
2013-06-05 07:04 am UTC (link)

"Mm, no. Ace is perfect." The glasses are set on the coffee table behind him and he shrugs out of his waistcoat once John finishes unbuttoning it.

Then, with a coy sort of smile of his own, Q ducks his head to suck at John's throat, trailing kisses over his skin before he finds a spot just above his pulsepoint to settle in and work on a nice, dark mark. Meanwhile, his hands keep busy exploring John's chest, nails scraping lightly over his pecs.

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rhymeswithfine
2013-06-05 07:17 am UTC (link)

John makes a little groan of a noise that is very clearly in approval, and not really for any one thing in particular. Even with his head tilted back (eyes closed, because gazing at foreign ceilings isn't as much fun as it sounds like), he sees no reason why he shouldn't just be slipping his shirt off completely -- clearly, Q's waistcoat needs a bit of company.

"No need t'be gentle here," he says, because he's rather forward like that, and he'd rather be vocal about what he likes and get the same in return than be stuck wondering. "We're amongst friends, yeah?"

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	yournewq 2013-06-05 07:24 am UTC (link)
	"Oh I do like you," Q purrs and nips sharply at the bruise he's left on John's neck. "Don't feel the need to treat me like I'll break, either." He may seem prim and proper, with his glasses and his posh accent, but Q much prefers something wild and passionate in bed than anything else. It's not as much fun if they both don't come away a bit sore, is it? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

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rhymeswithfine
2013-06-05 07:37 am UTC (link)

No, it really isn't.

"Glad to hear it." John likes being liked. Who doesn't? "Didn't plan on it, at all," he says, and isn't that just the truth? Q might be thin, but he's hardly fragile -- and really, the same goes for John, who is tall, possibly a little too thin himself, more rangy than anything. And then he's working on the buttons of Q's shirt - pleased that this is all working out so well. Definitely worth getting lost on the bus over.

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	yournewq 2013-06-05 07:44 am UTC (link)
	He'd describe himself as scrawny, but he liked John's use of lithe much better. Much more flattering. Q shrugs out of his shirt and tosses it aside before pulling John up into another kiss, hands cupping over his face, thumbs stroking along his cheekbones. John really is quite a fantastic kisser. God bless the internet for helping them find each other. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rhymeswithfine
2013-06-05 07:52 am UTC (link)

Bless, indeed. And to think John had never liked the internet!

After another kiss that ends in bitten bruised lips for the both of them, John settles his hands over Q's for just a moment -- a nearly comforting gesture -- before he plucks the younger man up by his waist and easily moves him into a nearly pinned position on the couch. Lithe and scrawny are nearly the same thing, and Q isn't exactly heavy or difficult to move.

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	yournewq 2013-06-05 01:24 pm UTC (link)
	John startles him into a laugh as he's pressed back against the couch, but he goes with it, pressing up against John to feel the other man's body flush against his. "And what will you do with me, now that you have me here?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rhymeswithfine
2013-06-05 03:05 pm UTC (link)

"Only the worst of things," John assures playfully. It's really a lucky thing they're both quite slender - couches aren't the best spot for two grown men to be fooling around on. The blond is making the best of it though, leaning down to kiss and nibble at Q's chest; he sees no reason why the marks he started on the other man's neck shouldn't go down further than all that.

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	yournewq 2013-06-05 06:38 pm UTC (link)
	"I wouldn't have it any other way." They'll have to move to the bed, at some point, he's sure. But for the time being, John's mouth is quite distracting and Q combs his fingers through John's hair again, arching up into his kisses and touches, welcoming and encouraging them. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rhymeswithfine 2013-06-05 06:54 pm UTC (link)
	"'Course you wouldn't." John punctuates his words with bites -- he's adding extra commas into his sentences just for more reasons to scrape his teeth across Q's ribs (they are, admittedly, easy to find). "Knew you were smart." Belts? Belts are useless. John's fingers deftly undo the buckle at Q's waist; he is nothing but helpful in these times of need. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

yournewq
2013-06-05 07:44 pm UTC (link)

Well, perhaps useful in keeping his trousers on, but he has no need to keep his trousers on at the moment. In fact, he has every need to have them off. He stretches out a hand to try and undo John's belt as well, but with John being half way down his body, it's a bit hard to reach.

So he settles back against the couch with a slight huff of frustration, licking at his kiss swollen lips. "I am a genius," he mumbles in response to John's statement, but the words are distracted.

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rhymeswithfine
2013-06-05 08:12 pm UTC (link)

Once he's gotten the belt undone completely, John pauses in his work to look up at the younger man, bemused. Q is oddly endearing, almost distractingly so.

"You are," he agrees, although he doesn't actually know if that's the case one way or the other. He doesn't presently care, either. Instead he fusses over button and zipper on trousers before wiggling them down Q's hips.

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	yournewq 2013-06-05 08:14 pm UTC (link)
	"I've invented -- " But the thought is lost completely and it doesn't matter what he's invented because John's stripping him down, and Q lifts his hips to help. "We're uneven, here." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)