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[This probably shouldn't be happening, he knows, but- wasn't Petre the first one Ryan had ever experimented with? And things with John were still so new, and Ryan fully expects it not to turn serious, and... okay, and he hasn't been able to do anything with John lately, anyway. It's been driving him mad.

So it just sort of... happened. He knew he shouldn't trust Petre, but god, he's always so hard to say no to, and almost before he knows it they're on Ryan's bed. One hand is threaded into Petre's hair, he's fully focused on how those lips feel against his, and everything else is a pleasant haze save for a vague thought that drifts through.

(okay maybe this isn't so bad...)

And in the middle of all that, he's not paying nearly enough attention to hear the doorknob turn. It's rarely locked because he doesn't get visitors besides John often, and while he vaguely registers the sound it's dismissed before he can think about it. Ryan isn't expecting company, clearly it couldn't have been the door.]

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[John bares his teeth and hisses like a cat when Petre gets hold of his hair, clearly ready to launch another attack, but he's ordered to his knees before he gets the chance and drops like a ball-jointed doll immediately after the words are spoken. It only takes a moment for the haze of the order to clear, and once it has, he knows why Petre has positioned him like this. He knows long before Ryan's pants are down, his cock nudging at John's lips.

Eyes wide, he looks from Ryan to Petre and back. He's never done this. They haven't gotten anywhere near this far in their experimentation. He'd rather do it on Petre, honestly, since it'd hardly break his heart if a bit of teeth slipped through and scarred him, but he could easily hurt Ryan - and Ryan could just as easily hurt him, mind as blank as it appears to be right now. If he's just a total slave to pleasure, he could ram himself right down John's throat and choke him.]

Ryan. [Urgent, trying to break through and reach him.] Take it easy, alright? I'm gonna do - fuck, whatever I can, just take it easy on me.

[He wants to crush Petre's face with a fist when Ryan starts kissing him again, but instead he takes the challenge offered and wraps his mouth around the head of Ryan's cock. Not bobbing yet, just holding onto the shaft and stroking firmly as he sucks on that one spot to adjust to the feeling.]

[broil]

[He's caressing John's hair all the while he's down there, watching him while his mouth occupies Ryan's, fully confident, fully triumphant. He lets a little sound escape when John complies, when his mouth forms a ring round Ryan's cock and takes those first steps.

His own lips curl into a grin, ravishing Ryan's mouth, his jawline and neck. Then his hand travels down to grab at his, place it over his own growing bulge. Ryan has to do something, too, starting by taking his clothes out of the way.]

Get to work.