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John gasped as Arthur’s fourth finger pushed into him beside his other three. Arthur kissed the inside of his thigh, pushing his hand further in, the tip of his thumb just threatening to slide in. John damn-near screamed in bliss when it did. Arthur rubbed soothing circles over his stomach with his spare hand as his whole fist pressed into John.
“‘Kay?” Arthur rumbled. John nodded furiously, reaching for his cock, jerking himself quickly to completion, sending ropes of sticky white up to his collarbone. Arthur felt him clamp around his hand and wrist and grinned wolfishly. “Good boy, Johnny.”