He teased him a little, then slowly lifted into him, trying his best to
keep his grip gentle even though Fawn's magic was making him eager to be
rougher.
John wrapped his fingers round him and began to stroke. It took a minute to
figure it out, then he was lifting to thrust hard as he could while tugging
him to the edge.
"Fawn...Fawn," he panted. Everything was so close and tight, the back seat
not remotely designed for this activity.
But John had been right- the glass was all fogged over.
"I know, and I love you," Fawn said, confused, but smiling before playfully
nipping John's thumb. "I have never loved before. It's nice. It makes my
stomach buzz like it's full of wasps."
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"Because."
He thought a second, then picked a reason.
All the glass will fog over," he said, shoving his trousers and pants just off he ass.
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"Oh," Fawn replied, as though that made sense. ...Even though it didn't make much sense to him, to be honest.
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John was too preoccupied with trying to get Fawn bare- a difficult task since he kept trying to kiss him wherever he could.
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"Want you," the fae moaned. "Please, John- Want..."
Again he let his magic free, allowing it to coil around the other man.
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He fished in his pocket for a condom and made quick work of getting it on.
"Climb in my lap, love. Kiss me. I need you," he said, hauling Fawn to where he needed him to be.
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John slouched a little so he could guide himself against Fawn's ass.
"We'll make do," he promised.
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"I like soft pillows better, and blankets, and..."
He trailed off with a gasp as John's cock slid against his ass.
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He teased him a little, then slowly lifted into him, trying his best to keep his grip gentle even though Fawn's magic was making him eager to be rougher.
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"Want," he moaned, as John slipped inside.
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There wasn't much room, so everything was slow and close. John held him against him, fingers tangling in his hair.
"I love you," he gasped, trying for a kiss. "I want you so much."
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Love. That one word made his whole heart sing.
"Love you," the fae panted. "Love you, John..."
He moved faster, but it was hard with what little space they had.
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John's hands fell to grab his ass and use that hold to encourage him to move. He couldn't hang on, the way Fawn was moving was driving him wild.
"I can't last,"he gasped, desperately launching in to taste his skin again.
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"Touch me," Fawn moaned. "Need your hands..."
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John wrapped his fingers round him and began to stroke. It took a minute to figure it out, then he was lifting to thrust hard as he could while tugging him to the edge.
"Fawn...Fawn," he panted. Everything was so close and tight, the back seat not remotely designed for this activity.
But John had been right- the glass was all fogged over.
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The fae came with a sharp cry, spilling in John's palm and clenching tightly around him.
It was bliss. Even here in this cramped space. Utter bliss.
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As John came he pulled Fawn close and kissed him. He grunted quietly, sinking deep as he came undone.
When it passed, he was boneless, melting a bit with Fawn still in his lap.
"God, I love you," he groaned quietly.
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Fawn had his face buried against John's shoulder.
"Love you," was his muffled reply.
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John kissed his hair where he could reach and held him carefully.
"You remarkable thing," he said softly. "I'm so lucky to have you."
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"No, me. I am lucky," Fawn insisted, starting to purr. "I am full of fortune since finding you."
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John looked at him then, holding his face still so he could focus in the dim carpark light.
"I love you, Fawn," he said, as if it were a heavy confession and not something he'd said dozens of times already.
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"I know, and I love you," Fawn said, confused, but smiling before playfully nipping John's thumb. "I have never loved before. It's nice. It makes my stomach buzz like it's full of wasps."
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"That's not a bad way of describing it," John smiled. "I've been in love plenty. It's my favourite thing>"
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"Where are all your other loves? Can I meet them?" Fawn asked.
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