His hands made their way all the way up your back, his fingers wrapping around the clasp of your bra, undoing the hooks with a flick of his fingers. He put his hands on your shoulders to slide the thin straps down your arms, tossing it aside, letting it land somewhere on the floor.
You brought your own hands up to undo the buttons on his shirt, doing so as you looked straight into his eyes, a small smile teasing at the corners of your lips.
You slid his shirt off of his shoulders with a teasing slowness, letting your hands glide down his arms, taking the cloth with you, pulling it away from him and dropping it behind you. The tips of his thumbs grazed the outer sides of your breasts, pulling you to him as his fingers splayed across your back.
You were positioned higher than he was, since you were on your knees, so you looked down at him. But the difference wasn’t all that great, you only had to tilt your head down slightly before you leaned down to kiss him, hands resting on his strong shoulders.
One of his hands came up to your cheek, keeping you close even as you broke away from him once again, sliding your cheek against his, letting your forehead rest on his shoulder just above your hand.
With a sudden start he readjusted his hands so that on was wrapped around your back, and one just under your knees, standing and holding you without missing a beat.
You looked up at him in surprise, meeting a playful smirk as he bent down to nuzzle you with his nose, “Let’s continue this in the bedroom, shall we?”
You nodded silently, letting him carry you, kicking the door shut as soon as you entered his room.
You bent your eyebrows so they formed a shallow V, “What about our clothes in the living room, won’t John b-,”
He cut you off with a soft kiss, lying you down gently on the bed, “Oh, John won’t be back anytime soon, love.”
You giggled, knowing not to question how he knew, kissing him gently before he pulled away too far.
He hovered over you, hands gliding gently over your frame, not afraid to touch you more intimately when he got to the right spots, teasing at the top hem of your underwear, pulling on one side just to make you go crazy.
However, you weren’t without your own tricks to make him desperate as well. You pushed your chest up to his, wrapping your legs around his hips, making small noises in the back of your throat as your arms tightened around his neck, forcing him into a deeper kiss.
He growled in the back of his throat, knowing that you were both playing the same game. You stifled a small giggle, undoing the button of his pants, sliding the zipper down with the same teasing slowness that you had done with the buttons of his shirt.