A few voyeuristic eyes wouldn't have put him off at all, but John feels with some modicum of privacy - all things considered, since they are in a place with sins laid bare - he can afford to be a little more rough, engage in a bit more push and shove.

Lips and tongue find their way up along Kavinsky's jaw, an approving moan rumbling from the base of his throat as his cock gets hard in that nimble hand. Teeth sink into that soft spot just under his jaw, biting and tugging playfully as he resists the urge to smash their groins together and put Kavinsky's hand in an uncomfortable position.

"I'm gonna fuck you up," he promises in a low, lusty whisper.