[There's a whimper of complaint when John removes his fingers from Reno's hole and leaves him empty, almost wanting to push against the other to get any sort of contact until he gets filled again. But John lifts him up and then his back hits the bark of a tree and Reno doesn't need to be prompted. He already wraps his legs around John so easily and holds himself up as though it's one of his easiest exercises (it is). He wouldn't even mind for the impact to be harder; he might look thin and fragile, but he can take a lot, and he likes it. And now he wants John, his kissing having become frantic, all tongue and teeth and desperate whimpers with hardly an self control left. Not when he's already got his legs wrapped around the alpha's hips.]
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But John lifts him up and then his back hits the bark of a tree and Reno doesn't need to be prompted. He already wraps his legs around John so easily and holds himself up as though it's one of his easiest exercises (it is).
He wouldn't even mind for the impact to be harder; he might look thin and fragile, but he can take a lot, and he likes it.
And now he wants John, his kissing having become frantic, all tongue and teeth and desperate whimpers with hardly an self control left. Not when he's already got his legs wrapped around the alpha's hips.]