Coping (John/Sebastian)

"Alright," he whispered against the other's still wet arousal, he took in the tip again, rubbed his tongue along the vein in the back, while his hand started pumping along Sebastian's shaft.

As he took in more and more, his fingers moved down, cupping his sack and playing slightly with the soft skin, while his head started moving up and down again.

Sebastian let out another groan as soon as he felt John's mouth and tongue once more, finding it harder and harder to keep his hips from bucking upwards in need when the other used his hand.

He knew he wasn't far off from breaking and when he did, it would end up in the other man's mouth unless he pulled away in time. Sebastian grabbed a handful of John's hair for support and forced him to go faster, pushing his head down and tugging at his hair.

John growled when he felt the other's hand in his hair, it was annoying and arousing at the same time, and his teeth moved swiftly on the other's tip for a moment.

The next second he was bobbing his head up and down, eagerly, feeling the muscles of his neck stretch and tense.
He relaxed his throat as much as possible, trying to take in more of him and silently urging him to come, he couldn't possibly sustain this rhythm for long.

Sebastian could tell John wouldn't be able to keep up at some point, knowing the man wasn't used to sucking him off before. Sebastian enjoyed to pull on people's hair far more roughly than what he was doing with John but he wouldn't say he was pulling the other's hair gently either.

Sebastian enjoyed violence and always had but John happened to be the opposite which confused him why he now liked the man.
He cursed loudly as he eventually couldn't hold it any longer and came, quietly moaning and writhing with pleasure.

It happened suddenly, he felt Sebastian's cock pulse and then warm filling his mouth, he pulled away quickly, the taste making him grimace, and he used his hand instead of his mouth to milk Sebastian completely.

He watched him come, blue eyes moving on the other's body, and the urge to touch himself hit him violently.

Sebastian breathed heavily, his chest heaving as a haze of pleasure washed over him-making it hard to concentrate on everything going on around him but John.

He pushed his hips up into the other's hand, now wanting to fuck John senseless once he was finished and wanting him that very minute.

John took in a shaky breath and unglued his eyes from the other's body. It hurt almost physically.
He stiffly moved off the bed and took out a few tissues to clean up the mess on Sebastian's chest.

"Surprised much?" he asked with a smirk, he knew it was hardly a surprise, but he also knew he hadn't planned to do this and Sebastian hadn't expected it.

Sebastian watched John appreciatively, now realising he had a sort of respectful manner towards him now-not sure why but not arguing with the fact that he did. He liked John, not just for sex but that it made him feel less lonely, a comforting feeling.

Once he had calmed down a bit and his breathing returned to its normal pace, he grinned, his eyes focusing on John. "Surprised, yes."

"Good," John grinned, crawling on the bed again and laying down beside Sebastian. He rested his head on his hand, watching him silently for a moment.

"Want to spend the night?" he asked then, realizing he cared about the answer only when the question was already out in the open.
He didn't want to be alone, he was tired of being alone, not to mention the bulge still pulsing in between his legs, he wanted Sebastian to stay and he wanted sex.

Sebastian considered John's suggestion with little hesitation before answering: "Yes."
It wasn't that he was desperate; he enjoyed the other man's company and liked visiting him although this had been the first apart from the time he had come back to his flat a few nights before.

"I would like that." he mumbled before leaning over to kiss John and eventually climbing on top of him as he deepened the kiss and ran his fingers down the other's sides to the waistline of John's trousers.

John grinned as he received the answer he had been wanting to hear, "So you can be polite," he whispered, referring to the way he agreed to stay, but he fell silent as Sebastian kissed him.
He was beginning to be extremely fond of those lips, he thought briefly.

He moaned softly as the other man climbed on him, his hands burying in his hair and pulling him closer, needy, wanting. He needed things to speed up.

"Polite?" Sebastian chuckled, not entirely sure how he had been in the slightest way polite but accepting John's words none of the less. He couldn't think straight for the answer when he was distracted on kissing the other.

He pulled away and clambered off John for the mean time, finally pulling the other's trousers down with such a needy force his boxers came down with them before he threw them to another side of the room and resumed kissing him again.

John laughed softly as his trousers were thrown to the other side of the door. "Mm, I like it when you are forceful," he teased him, burying his hand in his hair as he came back on him, their lips still touching in heated kisses.

"I want you, Sebastian... so much..." he admitted, his hips rolling up in need, he was still too bloody aroused, and he wanted him, more than he thought he'd ever want another man.

Sebastian grinned into the kiss at the other man´s words, knowing himself he could be more forceful than he had been and only was because he still felt painfully aroused and needy.

"Would you prefer the pain or...¨?" he asked against John´s lips, feeling ready himself to go without lube or much preparation if that was the case as he ground his hips down to meet the other´s.

John groaned, his legs shamefully open, welcoming Sebastian closer. A little part of his brain was still rational enough to process the question though, and his eyes opened.

"Just... put some lube on you... I'll manage," he said, swallowing hard, knowing that it was bound to be painful.
He wanted it though.
God, he wanted it.

Sebastian smirked; he wasn´t complaining at John´s choice, it didn´t bother him and he knew it would ease any pain nonetheless, making it more enjoyable.

Using guess work, he shifted a bit and leaned over so he could reach the nearest drawer, having guessed right using his instincts and pulled out a small bottle of lube before applying some to his fingers and preparing himself.

Once finished, he put more on his fingers and moved towards John-deciding to prepare the other man although it wasn´t necessarily needed-and slowly inserted one finger into him before adding a second minutes after.

John looked at Sebastian with expectant eyes, his body was shaking in need and his hips rolling in anticipation.
When the sniper moved closer, he realized that he was going to prepare him anyway and grinned.
"You are nicer than you let on," he commented, but was silenced by the finger entering him.

"Jesus," he groaned, his head rolling back instinctively. Now that he knew what to expect, now that he had done it once, he was quick to relax and quick to lust for it, to enjoy every single moment.

"Just do it, Sebastian, I want you inside," he exclaimed, gripping the blanket under him to stop himself from pleading too much.

Sebastian raised an arched eyebrow at John's first comment, another smirk forming across his lips as he slowly drew back his fingers from the other man.
The sniper let his pale eyes rest on the other's blue ones, his own dilated and lust filled.

Without saying anything, he positioned himself at John's entrance and deliberately hesitated, the idea of making the doctor beg for it causing Sebastian to grin and pause more.
Instead, he kept his eyes on John as he entered him and began to thrust, a groan instantly escaping him.

John groaned as chills of pain and pleasure sparked along his spine, his muscles stretching suddenly and making him gasp for air as Sebastian pushed inside him.
"Jesus Christ," he whimpered, his hands fisting the blanket even harder.

He licked his dry lips, his eyes closed as he concentrated on the arousing motion of the other man's hips driving into his.
"Yes, Sebastian, like that," he exclaimed at some point, rolling his hips against him to increase the friction.

Sebastian pushed his hips deeper as his pace increased more, enjoying the haze of pleasure that was currently clouding and controlling his thoughts.
"Fucking hell." He groaned as he thrust inside the other man, his eyes briefly closing.

The sniper absent mindedly moaned the other's name at times out of habit, just as he'd occasionally do with other people as well and not fully realising it or how loud he could sometimes be. Even at the moment, he wasn't exactly worrying about it or how much noise they were making either.

John parted his legs even more, accomodating Sebastian better, enjoying how deep he could thrust then.
"Faster," he pleaded, his hands flying to the sniper's shoulders, trying to support himself as he moved against him.

He arched off the bed at some point, Sebastian's angle changing and sending new sparks of pleasure up and down his spine
"God yes, right there Sebastian, again!" he exclaimed panting.

Sebastian's pace gradually got faster as the other man told him to, panting quietly as he thrust harder.
He had already broke out into a sweat from exertion and felt quite close to hitting his peak.

The sniper pushed his hips deeper inside John, continuing to thrust in the same position once the blonde shifted. "Fuck, I'm close." he groaned breathlessly, waves of pleasure washing over him.

John was unable to produce coherent words, he had become slave to the pleasure Sebastian was giving him. He was moving against every thrust and moaning loudly as the bed started to creak.

He groaned in reply to Sebastian's words, reaching down to grab his dick and pump at it in time with the movements of their hips.
"Just," he panted, rolling his eyes as he pushed against him, "a," he moved his hand faster, "second," he pleaded, his free hand gripping the other's shoulder as he finally came, his body tensing and relaxing in spasms of pleasure as he moaned the other's name.

Sebastian continuously rocked his hips violently into the other man underneath him, his own moans in unison with the other's and just as loud as he thrust into him.

His face contorted with pleasure as the sniper finally came not long after John, letting out a cry of the other's name once he reached his own climax and the orgasm hit afterwards.
Sebastian's hitched breaths slowly started to calm down and he pulled out, his eyes moving to the other man as he silently lay beside him.

John had no idea why it felt so good to be with Sebastian, his logical mind told him that it was wrong on many levels, but at the moment, when they were both naked and spent, he felt like they were meant for each other.
It was a dangerous thought, something he wouldn't trust himself to share, but it made him turn towards Sebastian, it made him wrap his arm around him just to keep him close.

"That was brilliant..." he whispered, not sure why he needed to say that at all. He sighed, closing his eyes, hoping he would stop being so cheesy and needy, Sebastian would probably laugh at him if he knew how he felt. He didn't want that.
It would stay a secret.
Sebastian wasn't his boyfriend.
And only God knew how long this was going to last, if it was going to last at all.