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This is a follow-on to what you asked for.
Not mine, never happened, all made up.
Justin doesn't like that JC had sore muscles for days after the first time. JC doesn't mind it at all, even liked the physical reminders of that afternoon, but once Justin gets something in his mind, it's hell to change it. And, of course, Justin being Justin, he can't do anything without obsessing over it. JC determinedly doesn't think about where Justin got the books he's seen in the carry-on bag that's Justin's constant companion in his solo-career life. He can't decide if it would be worse to know that Justin risked the horrific PR to buy them himself, or to know that he didn't, because JC already knows the only person Justin would trust to buy shit like that, and he really doesn't want to find out what Chris Kirkpatrick could say about the topic.
After all the reading though, Justin finds that he likes to keep things simple, and that's fine with JC, too. No complex techniques, no special-ordered hemp ropes, just JC's hands over his head, wrists tied tightly together—-Justin likes to massage those bruises, after—-with the same beadazzled bandana they've used since the very first time looped around the center column of the headboard, and just enough give that if Justin decides he wants JC on his stomach rather than his back they don't have to stop to untie and re-tie.
Justin likes to pull JC's legs over his shoulders, to touch JC, gently sometimes, roughly others, but never stopping, until JC can't breathe without whimpering. He likes to come deep inside JC, then take his time stroking JC to climax. He likes to lick JC clean, lips and teeth and tongue coaxing JC back to hardness, hands pinning JC's hips to the bed as he swallows him down. He likes to hear the frantic cries JC can't hold back when he won't stop and the bittersalt on his tongue when JC comes again.
Justin used to like deliberately leaving his mark on JC, a small bruisekiss on a hip or shoulder or collarbone, but now he likes kiss JC deeply, to let JC taste himself while he presses his fingers one by one by one into JC, likes to rock in and out until he finds the perfect angle and depth and rhythm to drive JC nearly insane, pushing JC until he doesn't even sound human. Justin likes to murmur softly, just under the gasping sobs, and feel JC's full body shudder when he promises that someday they won't stop with four fingers. He likes to know that JC can let go so completely that he can't even scream when Justin forces one final orgasm from his hypersensitive body.
And always, always, Justin likes to untie JC before JC has regained any real sense of awareness, likes to guide JC to the spa next to the pool, half-carrying JC if he has to, likes to cradle JC in the warm water, to pet him and tell him how beautiful he is, tell him how lucky Justin is to have him in his life and how much he loves him. It's the only time Justin can say out loud that he likes what JC asked him for.
He likes to hold JC until JC stops shaking and drowses in his arms, and then take him back to their bed and listen to JC whisper, "I like it, too."
what you like
This is a follow-on to what you asked for.
Not mine, never happened, all made up.
Justin doesn't like that JC had sore muscles for days after the first time. JC doesn't mind it at all, even liked the physical reminders of that afternoon, but once Justin gets something in his mind, it's hell to change it. And, of course, Justin being Justin, he can't do anything without obsessing over it. JC determinedly doesn't think about where Justin got the books he's seen in the carry-on bag that's Justin's constant companion in his solo-career life. He can't decide if it would be worse to know that Justin risked the horrific PR to buy them himself, or to know that he didn't, because JC already knows the only person Justin would trust to buy shit like that, and he really doesn't want to find out what Chris Kirkpatrick could say about the topic.
After all the reading though, Justin finds that he likes to keep things simple, and that's fine with JC, too. No complex techniques, no special-ordered hemp ropes, just JC's hands over his head, wrists tied tightly together—-Justin likes to massage those bruises, after—-with the same beadazzled bandana they've used since the very first time looped around the center column of the headboard, and just enough give that if Justin decides he wants JC on his stomach rather than his back they don't have to stop to untie and re-tie.
Justin likes to pull JC's legs over his shoulders, to touch JC, gently sometimes, roughly others, but never stopping, until JC can't breathe without whimpering. He likes to come deep inside JC, then take his time stroking JC to climax. He likes to lick JC clean, lips and teeth and tongue coaxing JC back to hardness, hands pinning JC's hips to the bed as he swallows him down. He likes to hear the frantic cries JC can't hold back when he won't stop and the bittersalt on his tongue when JC comes again.
Justin used to like deliberately leaving his mark on JC, a small bruisekiss on a hip or shoulder or collarbone, but now he likes kiss JC deeply, to let JC taste himself while he presses his fingers one by one by one into JC, likes to rock in and out until he finds the perfect angle and depth and rhythm to drive JC nearly insane, pushing JC until he doesn't even sound human. Justin likes to murmur softly, just under the gasping sobs, and feel JC's full body shudder when he promises that someday they won't stop with four fingers. He likes to know that JC can let go so completely that he can't even scream when Justin forces one final orgasm from his hypersensitive body.
And always, always, Justin likes to untie JC before JC has regained any real sense of awareness, likes to guide JC to the spa next to the pool, half-carrying JC if he has to, likes to cradle JC in the warm water, to pet him and tell him how beautiful he is, tell him how lucky Justin is to have him in his life and how much he loves him. It's the only time Justin can say out loud that he likes what JC asked him for.
He likes to hold JC until JC stops shaking and drowses in his arms, and then take him back to their bed and listen to JC whisper, "I like it, too."