Room 507, Late Monday Afternoon

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After spending some time on the roof -- including a quick jaunt to the moon with River -- Ronan was back in his old dorm room, staring at the closed door. Part of him was more than ready for what was about to happen, whereas other parts... had doubts. Still, it had been a long time for him, and if there was one thing a wizard understood, especially a wizard who also ran a medical practice, it's that the body had needs, and those needs were best met with a person with whom one felt comfortable being intimate.

[For fantastic_torch, and going to be NSFW.]

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Johnny was more than ready in every which way. He wasn't thinking emotionally here. That, most likely, would evolve during or after their shared closeness. What he needed was release. He was tense in a way that he didn't want to think about the reasons why.

Today had left him numb, hurt, and he wanted it to go away in the arms of one person that on a certain level, knew him better than anyone else. Even twenty years into the future.

He knocked soundly on the door. Three rasps of his knuckles before he tucked his hands into his pockets.

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"Come in," Ronan called, smiling softly. He slipped off his jacket as he stood up, tossing it over the back of a chair, then loosened his tie.

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Johnny came in and closed the door behind him with a gentle click, turning the lock before he turned and faced Ronan.

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Ronan stepped forward, not saying anything, just bring up one hand to cup Johnny's face. He leaned forward, leaned up a little -- still had to do that -- and kissed Johnny softly upon the lips.

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He returned the kiss just as softly. His right hand moved to settle at Ronan's hip.

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Ronan smiled against the kiss. "I missed you, over the years," he said into Johnny's mouth, his tongue teasing across Johnny's lips. "Never met anyone quite like you."

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"And I you," he said, allowing his tongue to dart out, attempting to play with Ronan's as he shifted his stance, tugging gently on the other man's hip to bring him closer. At the same time, Johnny raised his left hand to let loose his tie.

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Ronan's hand met Johnny's, held it, pulled it away, and then he loosened the time himself, pulled it away, undid the first few buttons of Johnny's shirt so that he could pull it open at the neck. His lips, his tongue, ran across the bared flesh of Johnny's neck, nuzzling in the crook where it joined his shoulder.

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This was one thing he had enjoyed very much about Ronan; his taking charge. It elicited a quick desire in Johnny that hit low and hard, settling in his groin. He turned them around and moved to press Ronan's back up against the door.

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Ronan let Johnny move him around, let him push him against the door, although he certainly could have resisted if he'd wanted. He grinned against Johnny's neck, then let his mouth move slowly downwards as he undid the buttons of Johnny's shirt.

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His hands were at Ronan's hips, lifting up the hem of his shirt so he could touch his bare skin. He was built well but Ronan's mouth on his neck was more of a distraction and Johnny tilted his back slightly.

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Ronan laughed, and then pushed Johnny so that it was his back to the door, not Ronan's. His mouth and tongue moved downwards, swirling briefly around Johnny's bared nipples as they passed, until Ronan moved to his knees and brought his hands to Johnny's belt.

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"God," he hissed between clenched teeth. Ronan was not about wasting time and Johnny could do nothing but lean against the door, knowing exactly what was coming. He reached down, threading his fingers back tightly through Ronan's hair.

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Wasting no time at all, in fact, as Ronan undid the belt, undid Johnny's pants, and pulled them open, down, his underwear with them, his erection spring up in front of Ronan's face, bobbing almost in invitation. Ronan leaned forward, and in one smooth motion enveloped the aching member down to the root.

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Johnny moaned deep in his throat, allowing his head to hit back against the door as he bent his knees slightly, his hold on Ronan's hair tightening just as the urge to thrust in and out of the hot cave that was his mouth, took over.

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Ronan let him thrust, once, twice, three times before he pulled away, letting his tongue swirl around the head before he licked down the side, tongued Johnny's balls, rolled them in his mouth.

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"Shit," he murmured. He was older, lasted longer, but hell... this was just different. With Ronan it was always so damn hot.

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Ronan had that effect on people, apparently.

"How far are you willing to go?" Ronan asked, 'coming up for air'. "Willing to do this for me? Willing to let me enter you?"

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"What," Johnny asked, staring down at him, at his wet mouth. "And ruin any moment of surprise?"

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Ronan grinned, swiping his tongue again down Johnny's length. "All right, then," he said, getting up, moving towards the bed. He pulled his shirt off as he went, unbuckled his belt, slipped off his pants. He wasn't wearing anything underneath.

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Johnny took a moment to appreciate Ronan's form, as he too walked slowly towards the bed, leaving whatever else he was wearing in a trail behind him. Catching Ronan with his hand to his neck before he could lay down on the bed, Johnny pulled the other man hard against him, tilting his face as he kissed him deeply, intimately.

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Ronan moved into the kiss, his body pushing against Johnny's, then falling back, letting them both fall onto the bed, letting Johnny's weight lay upon him.

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Johnny took advantage of this position and worked his mouth from Ronan's, trailing his tongue down his neck, dipping in at the hollow point of his throat, down further as he moved down the man's body to lick and nibble at each pert nipple. His hands he kept flat to the bed, not wishing to allow his body weight to interfere with what he was doing with his mouth, teeth, and tongue.

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Ronan groaned, low, guttural; his hand came up to cradle Johnny's head, his fingers threading through Johnny's hair. He felt himself seem to grow even harder, his free hand reaching down between their bodies to take himself in hand, to being stroking lightly.

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His body grew warmer as he continued to drag his tongue down Ronan's body, swirling the tip around his naval before he moved even lower, gently removing Ronan's hand and replacing it with his own. With a look up, catching his eyes, Johnny took the head of Ronan's cock in his hot mouth while his fingers circled around the base.

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Ronan gasped at the warmth, a small part in the back of his head expressing surprise that, hey, Johnny no longer angsted about this kind of thing, I wonder how much experience he's been getting-- until the head that was a little bit further down told it, "Oi, shut up now, our turn."

Ronan's hand in Johnny's hair clenched slightly, but he had enough control not to press to hard, not to cause any pain. "Powers, Johnny," he moaned. "You got good at this."

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Actually, Johnny learned what he was doing now from Ronan. He was merely copying the other man's actions from before. He has never been with another member of the opposite sex since high school. Since Ronan.

He smirked at his words and went down on him, reflexively using his throat muscles to take the whole of him into his mouth, swallowing as he worked him further until his lips pressed against the base. Then he began to move, repeating the same action as his tongue lapped and played over the head, his fingers curling and stroking upward then back down followed by Johnny's mouth. His other hand curved up under, teasing and cupping Ronan's balls.

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It had been far too long for Ronan, and even if Johnny hadn't been as good as he was, he'd have found himself already approaching his climax. As it was, he was almost there. "Johnny, God, I'm getting close," he managed to gasp, all the warning he could give.