John gives Bob the same treatment; opening buttons and belt fastenings wherever his fingers encounter them—not quite undressing him as yet, more like working up to it, both fast and slow at the same time as flesh gets exposed inch by inch.

His own skin becomes increasingly heated beneath Bob's wandering fingers, and he breaks off the kiss long enough to get some air, technically gasping more than breathing before diving back in again, grinding his hips into Bob's in accordance with the other man's movements.