not_in_the_book | Room 507, Monday, Lunchtime

Ronan was sitting in his room, waiting for Johnny to show up so that he could heal the other boy's injured cheek. There was some quiet music playing, and he had drawn the curtains some, dimming the room slightly.

(OOC: For

fantastic_torch. I suppose the roomie could interrupt, but I'm not entirely sure that he'd want to. ... ~~Probably going to be~~ DEFINITELY NSFW.)

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"You're going to have to push me, Ronan, this doesn't come easy for me." And he might have been speaking literally as well.

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Ronan took it both ways, as he pushed Johnny, switching them around so the other boy was against the wall. His hands undid Johnny's belt; as his mouth traced down Johnny's torso, Ronan fell to his knees.

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Johnny sucked in his breath, grinding down on his jaw, and he reached down to grasp hold of Ronan's dark hair, making a fist of it in his large hand.

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Ronan finished with Johnny's belt, and undid his pants, pulling them down roughly to release Johnny's straining erection. He leaned forward, and licked up Johnny's length slowly, before enveloping the head in his mouth.

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Johnny's head hit the wall behind him and he closed his eyes, choosing to bite down hard on his lip instead of saying anything, or making any noise at all really.

But his hips arched of their own accord and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself deep in Ronan's throat.

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Ronan pulled his head away, pulling away from Johnny's hand. He didn't say anything, just waited a moment before leaning in and tonguing one of Johnny's balls, sucking it into his mouth and rolling it around slowly.

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Johnny raised a hand to his face, holding it over his eyes as his whole body seemed to tense and grow taut, and heat uncontrollably.

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Ronan grinned when he felt the increase in temperature, and pulled away, standing up and stepping back. "On your knees," he said. "Now."

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He was stunned for a moment by that order so didn't react to it right away. When he did react, most likely it was not in the way Ronan would expect. "You want me there, you'll have to put me there."

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Ronan grinned. He stepped forward, grabbed Johnny's hair roughly, pulled him in and kissed him hard. He then pushed Johnny down at head and at shoulder.

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Okay, that worked.

Still, Johnny stared up at Ronan because hello? He had no experience in this and wasn't sure he wanted any.

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It appeared that, in this case, Johnny was going to get the experience, whether he wanted it or not. Not that Ronan actually had all that much experience himself, but he'd been doing some reading the last few weeks... He unbuttoned his pants, and pushed them down, along with his boxers. "Watch your teeth," he said. "Don't drag them along the shaft. And use your tongue."

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Johnny stared at Ronan, straight forward. And he swallowed and fell back on his haunches. "Dude. I...can't. I...just can't."

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Ronan's expression softened a little. "If you don't want to go there, that's okay. There's other things we can do."

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He looked up, met Ronan's gaze, and said, "Show me."

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And here Ronan floundered for a brief moment, as he really didn't have all that much in the way of experience. But he covered well. "All right," he said, and pulled Johnny back to his feet, pushing him back against the wall. Ronan swiped his tongue across Johnny's adam's apple, and licked his way down to swirl his tongue around one of Johnny's nipples as his hand rubbed and pinched at the other.

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Okay, this was turning him on, and he grew hot, allowing his hands to curve around and over Ronan's back, pressing him harder against his chest.

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Ronan grinned, moaning a little into Johnny's chest, and he went lower again, tongue trailing down Johnny's abs as he once again went down and enveloped Johnny's erection, this time taking as much into his mouth as he could.

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"Shit!" He was not expecting that. Not that way at least and his hips bucked against Ronan's mouth, his hands falling to his shoulders.

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And Ronan gagged, not expecting that, and he wasn't exactly experienced enough to take it all -- not, at least, without working at it. He pulled back a little, swiped his tongue across the head, and then tried again, swallowing in an attempt to get Johnny's cock a little further down his throat.

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"Oh my god! Ronan, shit, I'm sorry!" Johnny covered his face with his hand and just tried to remain still. It was hard, but he managed it, even after Ronan seemed to swallow him down his throat.

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Ronan smiled, and slowly pulled off; he hadn't quite gotten it all, but he'd certainly gotten further down than he had before. He twirled his tongue around as he pulled off the very end. "It's okay," he said, reaching up with his hand to gently play with Johnny's balls. "Perfectly all right." And he went down again.

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Johnny gritted hit teeth again, eyes closed, head leaning back against the wall. He felt there was something he should be doing, something to give Ronan back the same kind of pleasure...

"Ronan," he whispered huskily, "Careful..." Cause if he kept going, Johnny was going to shoot off down his throat. Right now, it wasn't about control.