Bit of both, wouldn't want to put you in a situation where you needed to tap out and couldn't. Especially if you really mean to let me see where your limits are, pretty boy.
[It certainly helps that Barry isn't shy about his responses; anyone else and Constantine might wonder if they were putting on a bit of a show and would be offended that they think he'd need the ego boost, but there's a refreshing sort of honesty to the speedster that makes him certain it's not exaggerated.
They're the sort of responses that it's nice to see more of, as Constantine flicks open the button to Barry's jeans and tugs them open just enough to slide a hand in. He cups the younger man's cock, rough fingers stroking over soft skin in a deliberate tease before he pulls away entirely, leaving only lingering warmth.]
Do us a favour and get yourself comfy on the bed, yeah?
Hey, this was meant to be test right? So...test away. Go as hard as you want, I'm not gonna break.
[ Barry was the Paragon of love after all- being this naturally honest and open tended to come easily to him. As did that genuine light blush and dopey smile that came on Barry's lips as the other once again called him pretty.
His eyes follow the others hand as it undoes his jeans and that hand slides into his pants- a sharp gasp escaping from the speedsters lips as he feels himself get harder and harder by the moment before the other pulls away totally and he almost *pouts* at the lack of touch. ]
Ah. What? Right-..Yeah.
[ Barry was just going to sit up a bit before his fingers found the edge of his shirt and he tugged it over his head, dropping it to the side somewhere before he pushed those jeans down, off his body as well, letting them fall to the floor as he shifted back on the bed in just that tight red underwear that already betrayed that half hard cock of his.
Barry's eyes did flick up to meet John's though as he gave a little wave of his hand.]
[Constantine claps his hands together, eyes rolling back as he mutters an incantation and gestured towards Barry. The magic wound around his limbs in ropes of golden light, pulling him firmly down onto the bed and keeping him still. That done, Constantine grins down at him and shucks off his coat, shirt, and tie, taking his time with the task and occasionally reaching over to trail a hand over Barry's thigh, his chest.]
[ Barry's eyebrows were gonna go up because...well, the eyes rolling into the back of his head wasn't exactly something you see when you hook up with someone. There's a sharp gasp of surprise when the those golden ropes find their way around his wrists and legs, trapping him onto the mattress. His arm flexing a few times to see if he could out and..nope, he was trapped.
Still it no doubt said something that Barry's cock was clearly very, very hard from being held down like this. He even gave a soft keening sound at the feeling of his hand over his chest and along his thigh.]
Hm...Not in a bad way, anyway.
[ He pointed out as he ran his eyes down the others body hungrily.]
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[It certainly helps that Barry isn't shy about his responses; anyone else and Constantine might wonder if they were putting on a bit of a show and would be offended that they think he'd need the ego boost, but there's a refreshing sort of honesty to the speedster that makes him certain it's not exaggerated.
They're the sort of responses that it's nice to see more of, as Constantine flicks open the button to Barry's jeans and tugs them open just enough to slide a hand in. He cups the younger man's cock, rough fingers stroking over soft skin in a deliberate tease before he pulls away entirely, leaving only lingering warmth.]
Do us a favour and get yourself comfy on the bed, yeah?
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[ Barry was the Paragon of love after all- being this naturally honest and open tended to come easily to him. As did that genuine light blush and dopey smile that came on Barry's lips as the other once again called him pretty.
His eyes follow the others hand as it undoes his jeans and that hand slides into his pants- a sharp gasp escaping from the speedsters lips as he feels himself get harder and harder by the moment before the other pulls away totally and he almost *pouts* at the lack of touch. ]
Ah. What? Right-..Yeah.
[ Barry was just going to sit up a bit before his fingers found the edge of his shirt and he tugged it over his head, dropping it to the side somewhere before he pushed those jeans down, off his body as well, letting them fall to the floor as he shifted back on the bed in just that tight red underwear that already betrayed that half hard cock of his.
Barry's eyes did flick up to meet John's though as he gave a little wave of his hand.]
You gonna join me then?
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[Constantine claps his hands together, eyes rolling back as he mutters an incantation and gestured towards Barry. The magic wound around his limbs in ropes of golden light, pulling him firmly down onto the bed and keeping him still. That done, Constantine grins down at him and shucks off his coat, shirt, and tie, taking his time with the task and occasionally reaching over to trail a hand over Barry's thigh, his chest.]
Not uncomfortable, I hope?
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Still it no doubt said something that Barry's cock was clearly very, very hard from being held down like this. He even gave a soft keening sound at the feeling of his hand over his chest and along his thigh.]
Hm...Not in a bad way, anyway.
[ He pointed out as he ran his eyes down the others body hungrily.]