I don't know why I read smut. It's so bad and horrible and Un-Christian like... but at least I get to pass the time.
"Something's telling me the same thing," Sullivan said with an amused smile. He could feel his own adrenaline rushing, and his hands were shaking slightly in anticipation. Although John probably thought so, Sullivan had not been lying before. He had been so close to losing his control and begging for more in front of that restaurant that it was almost frightening. He never, ever lost control.
Sullivan's hands moved to the sides of John's face as their lips mashed together. The kiss was perfectly vicious and passionate; Sullivan couldn't remember the last time he'd felt that, and he liked it much more than he would perhaps care to admit.
"You are," he said as he broke the kiss a good few minutes later, completely breathless, "...entirely..." he nipped gently at John's neck and shoulder before beginning to pull John's shirt over his head, "...too clothed."
by Person I don't Know