When love became an act of defiance

[prohibitions]

I hear your heart beating in your chest
The world slows 'till there's nothing left
Skyscrapers look on like great, unblinking giants

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[corcotta]

Normally, Jonathan wasn't one to play with his food but there was something entertaining watching the other get more frustrated by his lack of hastiness. There's a soft chuckle that leaves him at the question, though his repeated asking was simply a habit of his, despite the fact that he practically forced himself on the other.

"Not at all, Professor." Jonathan smirks up at the other, slicking his fingers before he gets to his feet, "We're just getting started..." He presses his slicked fingers against the other's entrance in an almost teasing motion before he presses further inside.

While he stretches his professor out, one finger at a time, he lays a series of soft kisses against his neck. He was already hard against the confines of his jeans, nearly reaching his own limit for holding out as long as he has.

[prohibitions]

Cain is tight. It has been a rather long time since he had done anything with another. Honestly, it had been a long time since he probably even did anything even alone. That doesn't mean he isn't responsive though with how his hips stutter and the other gets the man to make a pleased whimper.

Perhaps he's a lot more touch starved than he realized. Something to think about when he isn't so distracted by the feel of Jonathan's fingers inside him. How he tries to get more friction from then.