The stairs creaked as they walked; absently, John added to the list of 'things to fix, sometime' and filed it away. He was careful not to look back at Bobby except for one teasing smile - John could barely remember his own first time with a guy. His first time with a girl was clearer, but even then, he hadn't been totally sober. And he certainly didn't want to add to the pressure by being overly concerned.
He deliberately let the comment about selling it slip by.
"Well, we could flip a coin. You could tell me if you have a preference. Or," John murmured, tugging Bobby forward a little now they gotten to his bedroom so they entered the wide space, before turning and pressing a kiss to Bobby's mouth: "I could admit how I really want you to fuck me tonight. That good for you?"
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Date: 2015-02-17 09:38 pm (UTC)He deliberately let the comment about selling it slip by.
"Well, we could flip a coin. You could tell me if you have a preference. Or," John murmured, tugging Bobby forward a little now they gotten to his bedroom so they entered the wide space, before turning and pressing a kiss to Bobby's mouth: "I could admit how I really want you to fuck me tonight. That good for you?"