John had known this was coming so he allowed it, settling on his back and putting a hand behind his head to make himself comfortable. His other hand stroked through Simon's hair to enjoy the feel of the way the younger man moved down his body, nibbling and kissing his way down him. Like he was being feasted on. It made him sigh and lower his lids as he gazed at him with a hunger in his own eyes.

Gently, he patted his hair. "Slow down. There is no rush. You'll find more enjoyment if you make it last," he instructed to him without actually telling him to stop, just offering encouragement and guidance.