Ianto presses his lips against the corner of John's jaw and rides his climax with him, working him with his hand until he knows the other man has spent and is lying finished, liquid and boneless beneath him. He keeps his hand wrapped around the other man for a moment longer before he releases him and moves to wipe his hand on the sheets -- hardly the most delicate of actions, but they're going to have to request new after this anyway.
He moves when John grabs for him, wrapping an arm around the other man's chest and settling his head on his shoulder. The position makes him seem more vulnerable than he might otherwise like, but. He doesn't mind so much, with John. In fact, he rather enjoys it. This loose-limbed sprawl of theirs, just the pair of them together, skin to skin, soaking in the other man's warmth. And how warm he is just now...
"Hey," Ianto replies, tilting his head to glance up at John and flicking him a smile. He smooths his hand across John's chest. "Alright?"
"Yeah," John manages, and he opens his eyes long enough to blearily check how much of a mess he's made. Satisfied it's not too bad, he tugs Ianto more comfortably into his arms -- settles himself holding onto the other man and lets out a satisfied sigh. "M'good," he manages, and rubs his face against Ianto's shoulder. "Stay."
Not that he thinks he's planning to leave, but... all the same. Ianto likes the reassurance, he knows, and John is content giving it to him.
Ianto lets out another warm huff of laughter against the other man's skin. He does appreciate the reassurance of the other man's affections as well. Especially when they are so new and unknown.
"Happy to," he replies, circling his hand in place along the other man's ribs. It's not as though he has another bed to slink off to anyway, what with the way they've rearranged the room.
He shifts his head on the other man's shoulder, pressing a kiss into the closest patch of skin he can find.
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He moves when John grabs for him, wrapping an arm around the other man's chest and settling his head on his shoulder. The position makes him seem more vulnerable than he might otherwise like, but. He doesn't mind so much, with John. In fact, he rather enjoys it. This loose-limbed sprawl of theirs, just the pair of them together, skin to skin, soaking in the other man's warmth. And how warm he is just now...
"Hey," Ianto replies, tilting his head to glance up at John and flicking him a smile. He smooths his hand across John's chest. "Alright?"
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Not that he thinks he's planning to leave, but... all the same. Ianto likes the reassurance, he knows, and John is content giving it to him.
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"Happy to," he replies, circling his hand in place along the other man's ribs. It's not as though he has another bed to slink off to anyway, what with the way they've rearranged the room.
He shifts his head on the other man's shoulder, pressing a kiss into the closest patch of skin he can find.