[ Barry's not normally a fan of cigarette smoke but somehow on Constantine it...well, fits- mixed in with layers of whiskey and faint smell of whatever magic spell he'd performed last. Not that he really gets to consider all of that when the other suddenly shoves him up against the door and those lips are pressed against his in that rough, delectable kiss. Barry can't help that moan that escapes against John's lips as his hand reaches up to curl against the others shirt. Maybe he's always had a slight thing for older men but that kiss was really, really just reinforcing that.
He gives a slight little gasp as the other bites on his lip and his head rather tilts into the others touch and hands- almost like aching for more of the taste of John or the feeling of him. Barry's bright eyes meeting others already blown with arousal as he takes a little breath.]
It...does. Yeah.
[ Which doesn't sound like the smartest answer in his head. So his hands were just going to brush up, along the others chest- just feeling those muscles as he tilted his hips against the older mans invitingly.]
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He gives a slight little gasp as the other bites on his lip and his head rather tilts into the others touch and hands- almost like aching for more of the taste of John or the feeling of him. Barry's bright eyes meeting others already blown with arousal as he takes a little breath.]
It...does. Yeah.
[ Which doesn't sound like the smartest answer in his head. So his hands were just going to brush up, along the others chest- just feeling those muscles as he tilted his hips against the older mans invitingly.]
So. Wanna see how many rounds I can go?