Bobby laughed a little when John mentioned the hat, a surprised chuckle because...it was just a fedora, just a bit of wish fulfillment, at the end of the day. Although if it turned John on...maybe he'd have to make a point of wearing it more often.
And then John was pressing him backwards, hovering over him, and for a moment he was wide-eyed with surprise, trying to recall what he'd even said. But John kept coming, kept talking, and he relaxed, twining his arms around John's neck as their lips met. It was too brief, and then he was looking up at John and smiling faintly, arms still loosely clasped around John's neck. "...I mean, aren't you?" he asked, completely sincere, and pleased that John thought he was doing well on his end at least.
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Date: 2015-04-20 02:46 am (UTC)And then John was pressing him backwards, hovering over him, and for a moment he was wide-eyed with surprise, trying to recall what he'd even said. But John kept coming, kept talking, and he relaxed, twining his arms around John's neck as their lips met. It was too brief, and then he was looking up at John and smiling faintly, arms still loosely clasped around John's neck. "...I mean, aren't you?" he asked, completely sincere, and pleased that John thought he was doing well on his end at least.