[Peter tugs him closer and Constantine obliges, sliding his hands around the other man's hips and following him close enough up the stairs and down the hallway that if there were any doubts about his interest in the other man, they'd likely be answered swiftly.
They don't even make it into the room proper before his back's up against the wall and he's laughing into the kiss, tasting the alcohol on Peter's tongue, and the hunger on lips. His hands return to Peter's ass, gripping him firmly and pulling him hard up against himself, every bit as demanding as Peter's kiss is.
When they part for the briefest moment, Constantine takes the opportunity to mutter another spell, and those unseen hands return in the form of fingers stroking over Peter's cock, and a fleeting sensation of wet heat and tongue wrapping around him.]
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They don't even make it into the room proper before his back's up against the wall and he's laughing into the kiss, tasting the alcohol on Peter's tongue, and the hunger on lips. His hands return to Peter's ass, gripping him firmly and pulling him hard up against himself, every bit as demanding as Peter's kiss is.
When they part for the briefest moment, Constantine takes the opportunity to mutter another spell, and those unseen hands return in the form of fingers stroking over Peter's cock, and a fleeting sensation of wet heat and tongue wrapping around him.]