That's... 

That's probably a very good idea isn't it. He doesn't want a repeat of that one time and he's very close to that isn't he. (Very very close.) 

John picks up his earlier idea, twisting her breasts hard and pulling them downwards. "Kneel," he orders her, cock twitching at thought of what she's about to do. 

Whimpery obedient slave-in-waiting.

...also shrugging out of her backpack and dropping it on the floor behind her on the way. General principle.

(A good general principle.)

"Unzip me, slut," he tells her, enjoying her whimpers (and resisting the urge to touch himself despite wanting to at the moment).

"Yes sir thank you sir," she breathes, hands surprisingly steady as she obeys. Maybe not that surprising. Steady hands are important in a ritualist.

Her hands feel warm and good on him as she opens his pants and his cock springs free. He wants to order her to suck, he wants to feel her lips wrap around him and pump her throat full of his seed, but that would be giving in to his need, and he wants better control of himself than that. So instead... "show me how much you want it, slut," he tells her. "Tell me that, that you're mine, or going to be mine. That you're going to be mine and... and you want to be. And..." He wants to get his voice right. He pauses for a moment, trying to collect his words and thoughts. 

"Yours, yours, please, yours, want to be your slave, please..."

Well, that's one way to take it; he had been planning for her to talk about the dancing thing, but his mindset has other ideas. "Please what, slut? Please, allow you to make yourself into my slave?" (Fuck saying those words made his dick harder.) 

Eager nodding. "Want to be yours, your slut, your slave, want it so much, want you, please sir may I suck your cock? Please?"

He wants to hold out for longer but also he wants his cock sucked. Fuck it. "Give me a nice slow lick, slut," he orders her, "to show how much you desire my dick. And then, if you were properly patient with it, you may suck." (They have tea right? Yes. Backpack. Good.) "Suck and swallow, all the way down."

She is so very carefully obedient and so very looking up at him in a wide-eyed daze of lust and submission while her tongue slides up the whole length of his cock. She hesitates, at the end, because she doesn't know if she has permission to proceed, and it's very important not to do things without permission.

Feeling her lick him is hot. (She wants him so badly.) The waiting is hotter. (She needs his permission. Fuck.) He lets her wait in suspense for just an extra moment before--

Nope, that's the wrong way to do that. "You may proceed," he tells her. (The confident mindset wanted to admonish her for not starting immediately, but instead he should reward h-) "Good girl for awaiting permission," he adds hastily.

"Thankyousir," she breathes, and wraps her lips around his cock and swallows him down as deep as she can.

"Fuck." Did he say that out loud? Doesn't matter. Just like the last few times, like every time really, the sensation of her lips and tongue on him feels incredible. Fuck it feels incredible. Her lips and her tongue and her want and desire and the tip of his cock deep in her throat... 

He's not sure how he's holding on and keeping from cumming just yet (it'll be soon though) but he is, and he's glad, because it means he can enjoy this for longer. "So good," he moans. "Fuck. Fuck."

Shaking and clinging to him and making little choked whimpering noises and trying to do good things with her tongue and trying to take him as deep as she can and eventually discovering the important technology of pulling back and swallowing him down again.

That turns out to be a very good technology! There's something to be said for the constant deep throat (lots of things, actually) but the feeling of her lips and tongue sliding over him, (and the sensation of the tip of his cock pushing into her throat, fuck, that's the best)... "Do that again," he orders. 

John has such an eager whimpery obedient slave-in-waiting. 💖

He really, truly, fucking does. Fuck, fucking fuck. He moans, and wraps his hands around the back of her head to try and shove the tip of his cock in deeper (though there's not much deeper to go), and cums, arching his back and grunting with pleasure. Fuck, she feels so good, she's going to be his, his his... fuck. 

Eager whimpery obedient slave-in-waiting so happy to choke on his cock and swallow his cum 💖💖💖

Well, she's going to be having a very good time then. As is John. (John is having an extremely good time. Holding her down like this is hot as fuck, and cumming right down her throat feels incredible. Not just physically, but mentally, fuck. 

She is having such a good time. The best time. So happy and melty and tearful and gagging and his. 💖💖💖

Eventually, (after probably far too long of enjoying the incredible sensations), John realizes it might not be the best idea to keep holding her there (oops, shit), and lets go of her head to make sure she can breathe. "I, um, are you ok?" he asks. (She feels ok, still awake, but he wants to be sure.) (Also she feels like she's really enjoying herself actually, still enthusiastically licking and sucking down there, which is really hot. Really really hot.) 

It takes her a few seconds to pull back enough to manage an intelligible "mhm", and then, very reluctantly, she pulls back a little more, because probably he's about to get oversensitive again and she should not keep enthusiastically swallowing his cock until that happens.

He's not there yet but he's getting close for sure. He makes a regretful noise as she pulls away, but makes no move to stop her. (She's doing the right things, even though he wishes she wasn't.) 

How about slow gentle licks and happy little sounds, how about that.

Those are very very good. He moans approval. 

They're also starting to get to be a bit much though, maybe? (The licks, the sounds are really fucking great; she wants him and is so into him (and his cock).) He doesn't want them to be too much, though, and makes no move to stop her. (He might start twitching a little though.)