I've got my eye on you Simon

Lesson Eight - John MacTavish

Johnny let himself be lead back to Simon's room. He felt his heart twinge as he entered, seeing clothes and books spread all over the floor, Keegan's bed made up and untouched.

"Christ Simon, the break up still pushing you around?" He said as he picked up some of the clothes and threw them into the laundry basket.

Simon huffed a little and lay down on his bed.

"What's it to you? You gonna care or somethin'."

Johnny frowned and tackled Simon to the ground, pinning his arms down and straddling his hips.

"Aye ya daffy, I will! I do care, a lot Simon. I like ye so of course I'm gonna care."

Simon flushed and turned his head away, avoiding Johnny's eyes.

"S-Shut up MacTavish."

Johnny rolled his eyes and leaned down, softly kissing Simon's cheek.

"Never, I'm gonna keep talking until you listen."

Simon blushed and Johnny gently pulled his face around, placing a quick kiss on his lips.

"Are you going to listen now?"

Simon smirked a little and placed his hands on Johnny's hips.

"I think I need some more convincing."

Johnny rolled his eyes but leaned down again, kissing Simon deeper. Simon responded, moving his lips against Johnny's, slow and gentle. Simon pressed his tongue against Johnny's lips making him gasp a little. Simon took advantage of the action and slipped his tongue into Johnny's mouth, swirling it around the other's. Johnny let out a small moan and pressed his hips back. Simon's eyes flew open and he abruptly pulled away. Johnny blinked a couple of times and held Simon's face.

"Simon? What's wrong? What happened?" His voice laced with concern.

Simon's face was bright red and he gripped Johnny's hips tightly.

"Nothing! Nothing's wrong."

Johnny frowned and sat up straight, Simon inhaled sharply and bit his lip. Johnny opened his mouth to speak again but paused, no longer needing an answer. He smirked a little and shifted his hips, Simon pressed his fingers harshly into Johnny's hips.

"MacTavish don't you dare."

Johnny rolled his hips.

Simon's head flew back against the floor and he groaned loudly in the back of his throat. Johnny smirked harder and continued to move his hips, back and forth and around in circles.

"Johnny please." Simon breathed out, staring up at him, eyes almost begging.

"What do you want Simon? Use your words."

Simon whined and huffed, turning his head away before whispering.

"Please...touch."

Start of smoot!

Johnny grinned and leaned down to kiss Simon. Simon wrapped his arms around Johnny's waist and pulled him flush against his body.

Johnny shifted so his pelvis was against Simon's and grinned down against Simon's erection. Simon's whimpers and moans quickly brought Johnny to full hardness. He slipped a hand down between them and pressed his fingers against the outline of Simon's cock. Simon tipped his head back again, breaking the kiss, and moaned breathlessly.

Johnny dragged his fingers against his outline, rubbing the tip with his forefinger. Simon dug his nails into Johnny's shoulder blades.

"More...please." He panted and Johnny sat up much to his dismay.