[ John takes his briefs off and - turns, shifting towards the end of the bed and - ah, obviously. Pillow. Khan watches as he pops the pillow beneath the small of his back and lies down again - mm. Would you look at that. With his legs slightly spread, the man looks positively inviting. There's the hard line of his cock, weeping against his abdomen - there's his balls, drawn up slightly - the soft-looking skin of his perineum, glistening slightly from saliva - and then, his arsehole, very much displayed and vulnerable underneath. He takes a moment to look up at John, too busy staring at his lower body but when he does, the other man's looking right back at him, a strength in his gaze that somehow makes the blush on his cheeks all the more lovely. Lovely and thoroughly fuckable. Head tilting slightly sideways, Khan shifts closer on his knees, unscrewing the lid on the lube bottle on the way.
He crawls closer until he's right between the other man's legs. Just one look at John's cock convinces him that it won't take much to send him hurtling over the edge. He'll leave it be for now, then. Expression focused, he pours lube over his fingers - a generous amount - and leaves the bottle on the mattress next to them. Then, smoothly, he settles down enough for his chin to hover mere inches above John's cock, looking up at him once more and quirking an eyebrow very slightly. ]
Tell me. Would you like it gentle -- [ He shifts onto one elbow, and leans in, sucking John's right testicle into his mouth for a few seconds before continuing: ] -- or would you like it rough?
[ He gets the choice tonight, as he didn't the first time they met. Things have changed since then and Khan doesn't actually prefer one type of sex over another at most times. Tonight, he just wants it close. And they will be, no matter what sort of pacing they end up setting. ]
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He crawls closer until he's right between the other man's legs. Just one look at John's cock convinces him that it won't take much to send him hurtling over the edge. He'll leave it be for now, then. Expression focused, he pours lube over his fingers - a generous amount - and leaves the bottle on the mattress next to them. Then, smoothly, he settles down enough for his chin to hover mere inches above John's cock, looking up at him once more and quirking an eyebrow very slightly. ]
Tell me. Would you like it gentle -- [ He shifts onto one elbow, and leans in, sucking John's right testicle into his mouth for a few seconds before continuing: ] -- or would you like it rough?
[ He gets the choice tonight, as he didn't the first time they met. Things have changed since then and Khan doesn't actually prefer one type of sex over another at most times. Tonight, he just wants it close. And they will be, no matter what sort of pacing they end up setting. ]