John gets the point, letting go of his cock with an unhappy little groan that makes something in Rodney's stomach twist, and leaning back on his elbows. God, he's a fucking feast.

Oooh. I can just picture that in my head, I can SEE it so clearly. Thank you for that. No, really, a thousand thank yous. This whole story is just mind meltingly hot. And did I say thank you?? Nrrrgh.