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Johnny let himself be lead back to Simon's room. He felt his heart twinge as he entered, seeing clothes and books spread all over the floor, Keegan's bed made up and untouched.
"Christ Simon, the break up still pushing you around?" He said as he picked up some of the clothes and threw them into the laundry basket.
Simon huffed a little and lay down on his bed.
"What's it to you? You gonna care or somethin'."
Johnny frowned and tackled Simon to the ground, pinning his arms down and straddling his hips.
"Aye ya daffy, I will! I do care, a lot Simon. I like ye so of course I'm gonna care."
Simon flushed and turned his head away, avoiding Johnny's eyes.
"S-Shut up MacTavish."
Johnny rolled his eyes and leaned down, softly kissing Simon's cheek.
"Never, I'm gonna keep talking until you listen."
Simon blushed and Johnny gently pulled his face around, placing a quick kiss on his lips.
"Are you going to listen now?"
Simon smirked a little and placed his hands on Johnny's hips.
"I think I need some more convincing."
Johnny rolled his eyes but leaned down again, kissing Simon deeper. Simon responded, moving his lips against Johnny's, slow and gentle. Simon pressed his tongue against Johnny's lips making him gasp a little. Simon took advantage of the action and slipped his tongue into Johnny's mouth, swirling it around the other's. Johnny let out a small moan and pressed his hips back. Simon's eyes flew open and he abruptly pulled away. Johnny blinked a couple of times and held Simon's face.
"Simon? What's wrong? what happened?" His voice laced with concern.
Simon's face was bright red and he gripped Johnny's hips tightly.
"Nothing! Nothing's wrong."
Johnny frowned and sat up straight, Simon inhaled sharply and bit his lip. Johnny opened his mouth to speak again but paused, no longer needing an answer. He smirked a little and shifted his hips, Simon pressed his fingers harshly into Johnny's hips.
"MacTavish don't you dare."
Johnny rolled his hips.
Simon's head flew back against the floor and he groaned loudly in the back of his throat. Johnny smirked harder and continued to move his hips, back and forth and around in circles.
"Johnny please." Simon breathed out, staring up at him, eyes almost begging.
"What do you want Simon? Use your words."
Simon whined and huffed, turning his head away before whispering.
"Please...touch."
Start of smoot!
Johnny grinned and leaned down to kiss Simon. Simon wrapped his arms around Johnny's waist and pulled him flush against his body.
Johnny shifted so his pelvis was against Simon's and grinned down against Simon's erection. Simon's whimpers and moans quickly brought Johnny to full hardness. He slipped a hand down between them and pressed his fingers against the outline of Simon's cock. Simon tipped his head back again, breaking the kiss, and moaned breathlessly.
Johnny dragged his fingers against his outline, rubbing the tip with his forefinger. Simon dug his nails into Johnny's shoulder blades.
"More...please." He panted and Johnny sat up much to his dismay.
"So fussy. Let's move to the bed at least, I don't want to hear your complaining about your back hurting tomorrow."
Simon huffed but obeyed, pulling himself up and onto his bed, shoving a few stray clothes off as he went.
Johnny climbed up on top of Simon again and pressed a soft kiss against his forehead.
"Simon I want you to listen to me for a moment." Johnny whispered softly.
Simon grumbled a bit but nodded.
"I don't want to have sex yet, we haven't talked about going that far and I know you're anxious but I'll happily get you off if you want me to." Johnny said as he stroked Simon's hair, placing kisses over his face.
Simon listened carefully and visibly relaxed, knowing Johnny wouldn't do anything he didn't want to. He nodded and rubbed Johnny's sides.
"Tell me what you want Simon and I'll give it to you." Johnny spoke lowly and he felt Simon's dick twitch against his own.
"I want...I want you to touch me Johnny."
Johnny smirked and reached his hand down to Simon's abdomen, so very close.
"Touch you where Simon?" Johnny growled and Simon whimpered yet again.
"Down."
"Down where?"
"Down...on my cock."
Johnny licked his lips and rested his hand over Simon's dick, not moving yet.
"Ask nicely."
Simon flushed but mumbled anyway.
"Please touch my cock."
"Good lad Simon."
Simon moaned as Johnny finally pressed his palm into Simon's dick, rubbing slowly, teasing.
"Please Johnny, no more teasing."
Johnny smiled and took pity, leaning back and pulling Simon's joggers down and off. He unbuckled his belt and undid his own jeans. Simon tugged at Johnny's shirt and he allowed him to pull it up and over his head. Simon's hands hovered in front of Johnny's chest, looking up into his eyes.
"Ye can touch, ye don't have to ask."
Simon held his breath and gently touched Johnny's chest, feeling over his torso and waist. Johnny shivered under his touch and his hips bucked slightly as Simon ran a thumb over his nipple.
Simon chuckled and pinched both nipples in between his fingers. Johnny groaned and fell forward, hands either side of Simon's head, panting.
"Sensitive there Johnny?"
Johnny flushed and he glared back at Simon.
"Shut up Riley."
"Taken a leaf out of Horangi's book I see."
"Maybe I have." Johnny had a glimpse of mischief in his eye and Simon swallowed nervously.
"Oh yeah? How so?" Simon's voice had lost all confidence even if he was trying to hold his power.
"Ye really wanna know?"
Simon bit his lip and nodded. Johnny leaned down to his ear and whispered.
"He showed me how to take you, how to make you feel good, all the pressure points that will have you absolutely writhing underneath me."
Simon moaned loudly as Johnny spoke and slipped his hand into Simon's boxers, gripping his cock firmly. He pressed his thumb into Simon's slit, rubbing pre-cum all over the head. He kissed Simon's neck, stroking his cock slowly. Simon's hips snapped up to meet Johnny's hand, thrusting into it.
"Shit Johnny—please."
Johnny sat back and pulled both his and Simon's boxers off. Simon immediately moved to cover himself but Johnny caught his hands and pinned them above his head.
"Don't hide yourself Si, I want to see all of you."
Simon flushed but spread himself out for Johnny to see. Johnny nipped at his skin, leaving marks everywhere he could.
"God you're beautiful, big bad Ghost on the outside, soft pretty Simon on the inside."
Simon whimpered and Johnny leaned back, lining his dick up with Simon's. Even though Simon was taller and larger than Johnny in physique, Johnny was longer and thicker in cock size.
Simon had felt incredibly insecure the first time they showed each other their bodies but Johnny had made sure that Simon knew that his body was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. The next few times had been easier and Simon had even started to find the size difference to be a massive turn on. He was always the biggest person in any room and having Johnny be bigger than him is a certain way made him feel smaller than he actually was, it was comforting at times.
Simon was brought out of his thoughts as Johnny wrapped a hand around both of their cocks and started thrusting against them. Simon threw his head back and gripped his sheets tightly, moaning loudly. Johnny pressed his lips against Simon's, effectively muffling him.
"As much—fuck—as much as I love hearing your voice, we have neighbours."
Simon groaned in response and took to shoving his tongue down Johnny's throat instead. He wrapped his legs around Johnny's waist and rolled his hips in time with Johnny thrusts. Johnny panted into his mouth and sped up his movement, chasing his orgasm.
"Johnny 'm so close!"
"Me too Si, keep rolling your hips like that, good lad, keep going."
Simon tipped his head back once again and bit his lip hard to stifle his moan as he came hard over Johnny's hand and his stomach. Johnny let go of Simon's dick and took to only stroking his own so as not to overstimulate him. Simon watched with zoned out eyes as Johnny came all over his dick and abdomen, panting hard and milking out the last of his orgasm.
Simon smirked and gathered some of their cum together on his fingers, bringing them up to his mouth and making a show of licking them clean. Johnny's groan rumbled in his chest and his whole body shuddered, kissing Simon aggressively, tasting the mixture they had made.
End of smoot!
Johnny pulled away from the kiss and stared into Simon's eyes, both of them gleaming with satisfaction.
"You're so good for me." Johnny mumbled and flopped onto his side next to Simon.
Simon chuckled and reached into his bedside drawer, pulling out a packet of baby wipes and cleaning his stomach.
"I know I am."
Johnny pinched his arm and Simon laughed.
"Cheeky bugger." Johnny huffed.
Simon pulled Johnny against his chest pulling a squeak from the other man. They stared into each others eyes for who knows how long, admiring each other, before Simon spoke again, quietly.
"I want to have sex with you Johnny. Not now but like...soon."
Johnny smiled wide and pressed a kiss to Simon's forehead.
"I'm happy to hear that Si, I promise I'll make you feel really good and you can take charge as much as you need."
Simon smiled back and ran his fingers through hair.
"What else did Horangi teach you huh? Tell me."
Johnny blushed this time and took a deep breath.
"He showed me how dudes prep their asses, where it feels good, different toys people use and how to suck dick properly." He listed off.
Simon looked at him with wide eyes.
"Wait...you've never sucked dick before?!"
"I have! Just...not very well." He flushed and hid his face in his hands.
Simon laughed and Johnny kicked his knee into Simon's crotch. Simon shouted out in pain and pressed his forehead against Johnny's chest, holding his dick in pain.
"Bloody bastard."
"Serves you right for laughing at me."
"Ya didn't have to kick my balls MacTavish!"
"Shouldn't have laughed then!"
"I just came Johnny! My dick is still sensitive! Bloody hurts now!"
"Fine ye big baby!"
Johnny shoved himself down the bed to Simon's cock and moved Simon's hands out of the way.
"Johnny what—?" He was cut off when Johnny placed a soft kiss on his dick.
He looked up at Simon again with a huge pout on his face.
" 'm kissing it better what does it look like?" He huffed and went back to kissing Simon's cock.
"Johnny—stop I'll get hard again." Simon breathed, a small groan escaping his lips.
"And? You made fun of my dick sucking skills, now you have to suffer."
Simon groaned in annoyance and pulled Johnny's head away by his hair.
"Alright alright, 'm sorry for laughing at you. I'm sure your blowjobs are fine."
"Wanna bet?"
Simon paused and narrowed his eyes.
"Are they really that bad?"
Johnny pouted.
"So I've been told."
Simon sighed and pulled Johnny up again, hugging him tightly.
"Don't worry Johnny, we can always practice together."
Johnny giggled.
"You make it sound like we're practicing football or somethin'."
Simon rolled his eyes.
"Fine, don't practice on me, go find someone else to practice with."
Johnny whined.
"Nooo I didnae mean it like that! I don't want tae practice sucking anyone else's dick but yours!"
Simon smirked.
"Now who's begging. Maybe if you're good this week I'll let you try."
Johnny perked up like a dog and nuzzled his face into Simon's chest.
"I will! I'll be good for ye! Promise!"
"Good. Also, I have another meet up with the Ghosts soon and I want to take you along...but..." He paused, thinking.
"But what?"
"But it's just for couples..."
Johnny blushed hard but held Simon's hand tightly, grinning.
"Is this your way of asking me out?"
Simon blushed as well and avoided Johnny's eyes.
"Maybe..."
Johnny chuckled and kissed Simon.
"Take me on a date first and then I'll answer, I don't want to become your boyfriend when I'm naked and right after we talked about my terrible cock sucking skills."
Simon shrugged and kissed Johnny back.
"Fair enough, Saturday sound good?"
Johnny giggled.
"Saturday sounds great."