You seem like the kind of bloke who wouldn't mind a bit of suffering in order to look good. [And Tony is free to interpret that any way he likes.]
Hold this. [John pulls that soft leather belt off Tony's hips and pushes it into one unoccupied hand.] We're gonna find out which end you like, a lil' later.
[His lips twitch into a devious little smirk when he sees the red piece peeking out through Tony's waistband once he undoes the button and zip of those trousers, pushing them down those hips. Those can stay on for a while.
It's a little clunky to be grinding and bumping while trying to get undressed, but somehow John is managing to make it look and feel good while doing it, breath hot and heavy against the side of Tony's neck.] Be a good lad and help us out, love. [He takes Tony's free hand and keeps it pressed against the bulge in his pants as he moves up to bite on the shell of that delicate-looking ear.] Keep rubbing.
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Hold this. [John pulls that soft leather belt off Tony's hips and pushes it into one unoccupied hand.] We're gonna find out which end you like, a lil' later.
[His lips twitch into a devious little smirk when he sees the red piece peeking out through Tony's waistband once he undoes the button and zip of those trousers, pushing them down those hips. Those can stay on for a while.
It's a little clunky to be grinding and bumping while trying to get undressed, but somehow John is managing to make it look and feel good while doing it, breath hot and heavy against the side of Tony's neck.] Be a good lad and help us out, love. [He takes Tony's free hand and keeps it pressed against the bulge in his pants as he moves up to bite on the shell of that delicate-looking ear.] Keep rubbing.