A pretty long and smexy Deacury draft ft. Unfinished sentences :D

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"You know it's just like in Eltons older song. Tiny Dancer." Freddie said.

John only looked at him confused. As a hint, Freddie began quietly humming the melody, yet John still didn't understand what his boyfriend was trying to tell him.

"But oh, how it feels so real,
Laying here, with no one near,
Only you and you can hear me,
When I say softly, slowly." The older one sang with his beautiful voice, which was still a little raspy because he was singing almost whispering, and both had just woken up.

It was almost midday though. The sun was softly illuminating the room through the thin, purple curtains and a ray of sunlight perfectly laid on Freddies face, making his dark eyes look even more beautiful than they already were. His eyeliner from the day before was a little smudged, but it emphasised his soulful eyes even more.
John loved to look into them, just as he did in this moment.

"Hold me closer tiny dancer." Freddie finished with raised eyebrows and eventually kissed John's nose with a smile.

"Get it? Because we're alone, you like to dance a lot... And I want you to hold me closer." 

Johns cheeks were crimson red as he pulled his partner into a tight hug.

"But I'm taller than you, Fred." John replied as he couldn't surpress his sass, but was obviously flustered by his partners sweetness.

Freddie dug his face into John's hair. They stayed like this for a while with John almost falling asleep again.

"What would I do without you? I think I'd be fucking lost." The singer whispered and put a strand of hair behind John's ear.

John, who had already closed his eyes again, lazily smiled.

"I know I don't say this often enough at all, but I really love you, darling. So fucking much."

John grinned and aligned his head so that their foreheads and noses were touching.

"I love you, too." He replied. "So fucking much!"

Whereupon he softly laid his lips on Freddies, who was still always getting butterflies, even after two years of being in a relationship.
A big grin grew on his face.
Freddie replied the kiss deeply and held the back of John's head doing so. The situation slowly got very intense as neither of them wanted to stop kissing each other and more and more touching got involved.

Deaky whispered into the kiss that he was getting a boner, to which Freddie only laughed and then quickly continued to kiss him with even more incitement.
He slid his hand under the duvet and along John's body until it arrived at his bum. The singer carefully grabbed him and pulled him even closer, suddenly feeling John's half-hard dick on his own.
John moaned softly and slowed down their kiss eventually.
Due to the slowness, the feeling of both of their tongues touching was even more intimate.

He also carefully pushed his leg between Freddies thighs and teasingly rubbed his partners balls with it.

The older one interrupted the kiss to gasp. Deaky laughed.

"You like that?"

Freddie answered with a light nod and a breathless 'Yeah...'
His hand - originally grabbing John's ass - was now on his boyfriends waist and rubbing it with its thumb.

He eventually placed a kiss on John's cheek and right next to that, another one.

"Ew." The bassist giggled. "Your lips are way too wet."

"Oh really?" Freddie replied grinning.

Provoking, he licked his lips, grabbed John's head with both hands and coarsely kissed every inch of John's face.
The bassist began laughing loudly and the crinkles around his eyes got more visible.

"Stop it!" He exclaimed and tried pushing Freddie away from him.

"Never!" Freddie replied and rolled on top of John so that he was laying between his legs.

John's face was still in Freddies warm hands as he continued leaving kisses on it, but getting softer with every few.

He slowly ended his gimmick with kiss on his boyfriends nose before he slowly traced John's lower lip with his tongue and kissed him deeply.
John, still giggling, pushed his hips upwards, harder against Freddies.

Freddie exhaled sharply, while John softly moaned.
One hand of Johns hands slid from Freds ass down between the two and carefully wrapped its fingers around both dicks, making both simultaneously moan against each others mouths.
John moved his hand up and down very slowly and watched his partners facial expression - yes, he had his eyes open during the kiss - constantly changing from relaxed to overly aroused depending on if his hand was more at the top or bottom.

"That's- so hot... I-" Freddie whimpered quietly and permanently separated their lips.

John suddenly felt a few drops of his partner's precum running over his thumbs knuckle and dripping onto his stomach.
He stopped his hands movement.

"Do you want a break?"

"I'm going to come already if we don't take one right now." The singer said and immediately rolled to his side of the bed again as soon as John took his hand away.

For a moment, both men just laid next to each other with raging hard boners.
Then Freddie stood up, threw on a bath robe and left the room.

"I'm back in a sec."

John watched him very confused. He ran his hands through his hair and sighed because of his slight sexual frustration.
He thought about simply jacking off, but that would be a little cruel to Freddie.

Deaky stood up and pulled the duvet off the bed. He then went over to his boyfriends small, yet very carefully picked vinyl collection while trying not to fall over the countless colourful pillows that basically replaced the floor.
He pulled out his current favorite record - Let's Sit This One Out by Paul Anka* - but put it right back into the shelf.
He chose Madman Across The Water, as an honour to Freddies innuendo from before, instead.

(* I don't think that was ever Johns favourite album or that he even listened to that kind of music but I'm Paul Anka trash so- )

The vinyl player was right next to the shelf so he didn't have to walk far.
He removed the previous vinyl (something from Freddies favourite lady Montserrat Caballé) and replaced it with the one in his hand. He aligned the needle and turned the player on.

Eltons's voice gently filled the room as Freddie came back with a condom between his fingers.

He it on the bed before he opened the knot on the robe and let it slide down.

"Brian really asked me why I was carrying a tent with me. Trying to be funny, I guess."

"I think it's funny." John said, getting closer to Freddie.

He wrapped his arms around his neck and turned his back to the bed.

"I missed you."

John sat down on the bed and pulled Freddie with him.
The singer took his boyfriends arms away so he could move more easily and began to kiss a path down to Deakys dick.

He went along his neck - with John sighing happily - across his chest and over his stomach.
He kissed where the V-line would be and then returned to John's tummy.

"You look so good." Freddie groaned against John's stomach and kissed it a few times more.

Deaky pressed his lips together and gently laid his hand on the back of Freddies head. His other arm was angled as he was supporting himself on his lower arm.
Freddie meanwhile traced the thin path of hair from Johns navel to his genitals but stopped right before he touched them. Freddie instead caressed his partners inner thighs, leaving fresh, red love bites next to the older, green ones.

Johns legs shivered as Freddie once again moved closer to his crotch and left a kiss next to his balls.
He sticked out his tongue and liked a line along the raphe and from there slowly up to the top of John dick.
Deakys hand squeezed one of the pillows that were laying right beside his hand and quietly whimpered.

Freddie grinned smugly and gave the tip a soft kiss before he let a little spit drop on it. John squirmed and took his hand off his partners head to demand Freddies hand instead.

The singer happily interlocked his fingers with John's and gave them a light squeeze before he laid his lips around the heas of his cock.
For a moment Johns stomach tensed up and he

John watery eyes began to shed their tears. They rolled over his temples before they lost themselves in his hair.
Freddie immediately stopped his thrusts and wiped one of the wet traces away.

"Is everything alright?" He asked very worried.

John nodded and