[ Taking control from John is precisely what he's aiming for, and he thrills at the struggling, the pointless clawing and grabbing at him, all pointless as John eventually comes right across his stomach, dragging a soft groan from James as he keeps pumping him hard and fast.
He eventually lets go, so he can instead grip at John's thighs, hoisting both legs up and spread wide a he picks up his pace again. It's a raw, frantic pounding as he fucks John against the headboard, grunting rough and loud, not letting up, oh not now, not when he's so close, so close, right there—
He comes hard, shooting into John's tight ass, making him take him to the last inch, the last drop as he spills inside. Whether it's the bliss or the disorientation or the grip that keeps John compliant, he can't even bring himself to care, instead using the body pressed beneath him to ride out the high of his orgasm, slowing down with slower, sharper thrusts, until he buries in all the way one last time, letting out a particularly sharp groan, gripping at the headboard for some semblance of balance. ]
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He eventually lets go, so he can instead grip at John's thighs, hoisting both legs up and spread wide a he picks up his pace again. It's a raw, frantic pounding as he fucks John against the headboard, grunting rough and loud, not letting up, oh not now, not when he's so close, so close, right there—
He comes hard, shooting into John's tight ass, making him take him to the last inch, the last drop as he spills inside. Whether it's the bliss or the disorientation or the grip that keeps John compliant, he can't even bring himself to care, instead using the body pressed beneath him to ride out the high of his orgasm, slowing down with slower, sharper thrusts, until he buries in all the way one last time, letting out a particularly sharp groan, gripping at the headboard for some semblance of balance. ]
Fuuuck. Missed that. Fuck...