John liked it rough but getting stuck with a knotted cock in his mouth and potentially choking wasn't his idea of the fun kind of rough. He'd be grateful if he knew Todd had been that keenly aware and would've prevented it from happening.

The tugs and teasing in his hair egged him on as did the completely unexpected muttered praises. He stroked the skin where his mouth didn't cover and not only felt but tasted just how close Todd was. One hand wandered over the ghostly pale skin of the Wraith's hip and around to his lower back, kneading his fingers into the firm muscles around his spine and those ridges, silently encouraging Todd to let go.

Hey, 'memorable' is what John usually tries to go for. Besides, he'd have to admit that Todd himself had left a lasting impression on the Colonel from day one.