They come up the stairs, lips still attached. John Paul steps back. "Are you sure?" Craig, filled to the brink with need, can only manage a simple nod before he pulls John Paul back towards him. They stumble together towards the bed and lands on top of each other. Craig lays his head on John Pauls chest and slides his hands up under his shirt, feeling the skin he has dreamt of for such a long time. His face is pressed in the cranny of John Paul's neck, breathing in his scent, intoxicating him even further. He feels John Paul reach for his shoulders and push him up slightly. They kiss again, deep long kisses that feel like they could go on forever. Craig's hands move onto John Paul's back and pull him towards him fiercely. He wants more, but he has no idea how to go about it. Fortunately John Paul does. His hands move down to open up Craig's belt buckle and soon he takes him in his hand, stroking him slowly. Craig is losing his mind. He starts to shamelessly rut into the hand that surrounds him and suddenly John Paul lets go. But before Craig can begin to whimper John Paul has turned him over and is now undoing his own belt buckle. He takes out his own member and starts to stroke his and Craig's together. Craig pulls him closer and kisses him wherever he can reach. His hands are moving up and down John Paul's back and he wishes he could do more. He tries not to think about why John Paul knows so much about what to do in this situation. Both reaches conclusion at the same time. John Paul laughs a little afterwards, but Craig hardly hears it because he's halfway passed out. He vaguely senses John Paul moving around him, cleaning him up and wrapping the duvet around him… And when he wakes up everything is different.