[John's hardly ever terribly opposed to going down on someone. For now though he's keeping things strictly on a hands only basis, sliding his hand in between those open flaps on Azuma's pants and rubbing his palm over his cock. He likes to watch, and it's easier to watch when he doesn't have a face full of crotch to contend with.
The touching stops momentarily while he tugs those trousers a little further down Azuma's legs. Just enough to get his cock out and work it over between his fingers and thumb, a deliberate sort of kneading and squeezing as a loose fist slides up the shaft and a thumb draws lazy, invisible circles around the head.
John leans in closer, nose bumping and nudging against Azuma's cool cheek. An indirect chase for a kiss that has him tilting his head so his lips can nip playfully at the corner of Azuma's mouth first before properly engaging in something deeper. The pace he sets belies the amount of control he's exerting over the situation, but he seems fairly eager to give, his hand never moving slow enough to leave Azuma feeling like it's lacklustre.]
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The touching stops momentarily while he tugs those trousers a little further down Azuma's legs. Just enough to get his cock out and work it over between his fingers and thumb, a deliberate sort of kneading and squeezing as a loose fist slides up the shaft and a thumb draws lazy, invisible circles around the head.
John leans in closer, nose bumping and nudging against Azuma's cool cheek. An indirect chase for a kiss that has him tilting his head so his lips can nip playfully at the corner of Azuma's mouth first before properly engaging in something deeper. The pace he sets belies the amount of control he's exerting over the situation, but he seems fairly eager to give, his hand never moving slow enough to leave Azuma feeling like it's lacklustre.]