"Hey," he breathes, and Rodney notices then that his pupils are blown wide.
They've picked the clothes well; the corset makes him look like he actually has a figure. The dark green material is slipping down off his shoulder, and there's something incredibly appealing about the strong line of his collarbone, something that makes Rodney want to sink his teeth into it.
He doesn't walk over so much as he stumbles, and soon as he gets there he slips to his knees. He's way past the point of being sensual or alluring; he's not even really sexy, just shameless and gone.
Rodney hates how much he wants to shove his cock right down John's throat.
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Date: 2011-01-20 03:44 am (UTC)They've picked the clothes well; the corset makes him look like he actually has a figure. The dark green material is slipping down off his shoulder, and there's something incredibly appealing about the strong line of his collarbone, something that makes Rodney want to sink his teeth into it.
He doesn't walk over so much as he stumbles, and soon as he gets there he slips to his knees. He's way past the point of being sensual or alluring; he's not even really sexy, just shameless and gone.
Rodney hates how much he wants to shove his cock right down John's throat.