[ as much as cassidy enjoys the game, he doesn't usually complain when his partner gives it up, especially since it feels like victory on his part. he smirks when he feels john's grip loosen, and as tightly pressed as they are, he feels john's reaction against his hip when he suggests bringing the knife into play. that's interesting. he definitely won't be forgetting it any time soon. he never forgets a piece of information he might be able to wield against someone later.
part of him also suspects this might also be a momentary lapse rather than permanent surrender. a respite before the heat from teasing grows too high. he wouldn't mind either way. as long as they don't stop.
he kisses back briefly, then pulls away just far enough to speak, his words a harsh breath. ] I don't.
[ just so that's clear. then he dives back into the kiss with enthusiasm, his hands curling around john's wrists, his thumbs brushing the pulse points, before slipping down his forearms and shifting to his waist, then further back. digging his fingers into john's ass, he drags him forward to grind them more forcefully together and feeds a low, drawn-out moan into his mouth. ]
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part of him also suspects this might also be a momentary lapse rather than permanent surrender. a respite before the heat from teasing grows too high. he wouldn't mind either way. as long as they don't stop.
he kisses back briefly, then pulls away just far enough to speak, his words a harsh breath. ] I don't.
[ just so that's clear. then he dives back into the kiss with enthusiasm, his hands curling around john's wrists, his thumbs brushing the pulse points, before slipping down his forearms and shifting to his waist, then further back. digging his fingers into john's ass, he drags him forward to grind them more forcefully together and feeds a low, drawn-out moan into his mouth. ]