Here we go.

Spike relaxed in to the kiss with John Paul, He swiped his tongue over John Paul's bottom lip, seeking entrance inside, sliding his tongue in to John Paul's mouth as soon as he was granted entrance, John Paul kissed Spike back hungrily, his hands moving down to grab the bottom of Spike's T-shirt, Spike broke the kiss allowing John Paul to pull the T-shirt off of him.

As soon as Spike's T-shirt was off John Paul and He were back to kissing heatedly, The T-shirt falling to the ground, Spike reached down, undoing John Paul's jeans and helping John Paul pull them down, John Paul's Jeans and Boxers joining Spike's T-shirt on the floor.

"Want you." Spike murmured, his lips moving down to place kisses over John Paul's chest, Spike gave a wicked smile as he reached John Paul's thighs placing a kiss on each one before he took a hold of John Paul's cock. He swirled his tongue around the head of John Paul's cock before he opened his mouth, taking John Paul in to his mouth inch by each, delighting in John Paul's moans as he began to lightly suck.

Spike moved back from John Paul, he ignored John Paul's protests of him pulling from his cock, pre-cum already dripping from the tip. "Trust me." Spike reassured. He sucked his index finger in to his mouth wetting it thoroughly before he pulled the finger out of his mouth, Enveloping John Paul's cock again, speeding the rate he sucked at.

Spike began cautiously pressing his now wet finger inside of John Paul, Sucking harder as he pushed His finger all the way inside John Paul, ever so slightly thrusting his finger in and out of John Paul as he sucked.

Spike pulled away. "John Paul." He started. Getting his answer even before he had to ask. "Bedside Drawer." John Paul Panted. He was so close already; He watched as Spike pulled off his Jeans and leant over to open the drawer, finding the bottle of lubricant easily. Spike returned his attention to John Paul. Kissing him once again before he pulled back, opening the bottle of lube and spreading it over his cock, The cap of the bottle clicked as Spike closed it, letting the bottle fall to the floor.

Spike lined his slick cock up with John Paul's entrance, easing himself in, capturing John Paul's lips again as he slid in. Spike kept to a steady pace, moving in and out of John Paul letting him get used to the feel of having Spike's cock inside him. When John Paul broke away from Spike's lips and gasped an almost whispered "more" Spike was happy to oblige, quickening his pace until he was slamming in and out of John Paul. Spike looked down in to John Paul's eyes keeping the pace he'd set he took a hold of John Paul's cock, stroking up and down in time with his own thrusts in and out.

John Paul gripped Spike's shoulders his hold tightening as he came. "Spike." He moaned, feeling his cum on his own skin he pulled Spike to him, John Paul's lips met Spike's as Spike thrust faster feeling his own release near.

Spike's cock slammed in and out of John Paul, Spike kissed John Paul back, Breaking away from John Paul's lips as he came with a shout. "John Paul!" Spike emptied himself inside John Paul, before he slowed his thrusting, soon coming to a complete stop.

Spike Pulled out of John Paul, collapsing beside him, He kissed John Paul once more, their tiredness from the exercise they had just done falling over them, Spike wrapped his arm around John Paul letting his eyes fall closed. He had always said he didn't do serious…Maybe this time he was wrong.