Lukas was touching him and making him feel good.
“Do you want me to do your upper back and shoulders?” Lukas asked, digging his thumbs in a little by John’s shoulder blades. “I know my dad had pain and tightness there when he worked onsite more.”
Grunting at the hurt-so-good pain, he said, “Yeah, if you don’t mind.”
It felt like Lukas pressed a kiss to John’s lower back, and then he knee-walked farther up John’s body. “If I start bothering your lower back, let me know right away, okay?”
Lukas didn’t wait for a response before lightly settling his hot groin on John’s back and beginning to work on the knots under John’s shoulder blades. He groaned long and hard when Lukas found a particularly bad spot and carefully pressed down to help break up the tension.
“Fuck,” John grunted as Lukas moved on to another spot.
“Too much?”
“So good. Don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” Lukas said, his voice almost too soft for John to hear.
It probably took longer than it should have for John to notice that he could feel Lukas’s erection pressing into his back when Lukas moved just right or bent forward to reach the top of John’s shoulders or neck. Was touching John’s back so arousing, or was it the noises John was making—some of which he might have been embarrassed about if he hadn’t been riding the bliss of how amazing it felt.
He didn’t say anything and tried to figure out what he should do. He knew what he wanted to do—turn over and tell Lukas to show him how hard John had made him, but was it smart to take things between them so fast? He didn’t want to rush things and fuck up, and he didn’t want Lukas to think John was only interested in sex.
But fuck, he wanted to know what it would feel like to hold Lukas’s dick in his hand.
When he was practically a pile of mush, Lukas slowed his hands, changing to just lightly running his palms over John’s warmed skin. “How’s that feel?”
“Like you liquified my bones,” he said, slurring a bit.
Lukas chuckled, then leaned forward so his bare chest pressed into John’s skin, though he’d planted his hands on the mattress on either side of him so he wasn’t putting too much of his weight on him. “Really? All your bones?”
John grinned and looked over his shoulder, but Lukas had his face tucked too far behind his neck. “That was terrible.”
Lukas groaned and laughed. “I knoooow. As soon as it was out of my mouth, I regretted it.”
Reaching down, he gripped one of Lukas’s thighs and gave it a squeeze. “I did promise no funny business…”
Lukas didn’t move or say anything for several moments. John felt his lips beginning to pepper kisses across John’s shoulders and up his neck to his ear. “If you really don’t want to do anything, I’ll slip into the bathroom and take care of things myself. But if you’re worried about preserving my honor or keeping your word… don’t be.”
“Lukas…”
“Please, John. I want you so bad.”
The quiet pleading was more than John could handle. Lukas shouldn’t have to beg to get John to touch him. He gave Lukas’s thigh one more squeeze, then tapped him. “Let me flip over.”
Making a sort of groaning, whimpering noise, Lukas scrambled to get out of the way, choosing to just move next to John instead of raising up while straddling him. Which was probably for the best. John wasn’t a small guy and needed plenty of room to turn.
Once he was on his back, head propped on the pillows, he reached toward where Lukas was kneeling next to him, sweats visibly tented, and snagged him by the back of the neck. “Get back over here.”
Shivering, Lukas scooted forward and carefully swung a leg over John once more, settling so their dicks were touching but only just.
“I’m not fragile, baby. You don’t have to be careful with me anymore.”
Lukas sucked in a breath at the endearment and looked up at John through his lashes as he bit at his plump lower lip. “I don’t want to hurt you by accident.”
Smiling, he tugged until Lukas was sprawled across his front, burying his face in John’s chest hair and moaning. Guess that answers the question about whether he likes it or not. “I’m okay, really. You made me feel really good, and the pills have probably kicked in now too.”
Lukas didn’t really respond other than to rub his cheek between John’s pecs and roll his hips